Marko. Paul. David. Dwayne

Marko. Paul. David. Dwayne

Hi, how're you? If it's not bother u, may I ask for an imagine with the lost boys? The reader's friends don't show up to celebrate her birthday on the boardwalk. She waits by their bikes, until one of them decides to flirt with her, but she responds with sarcastic comments like: "wow, did you learn this in high school? Lucky me." Which gets their attention. Seeing that no one else will show up, they decide to celebrate her birthday and even keep her.

I AM SO SORRY THIS TOOK WAY TO LONG!

But I am doing well! And hopefully you are too?!

Imagines take me a little longer because I like to process them and I had to take some time on this one. Thank you so much for the ask and it’s honestly so creative and sweet! 🖤

Warning: slight language

Word count: around 1000+

I held back the tears. That's all I could do. My very own friends stood me up on my own birthday..a birthday I had been planning for months

I sat on one of the boardwalk’s benches beside the video store, its name infamously named “Max’s video rental”. It never really attracted many people, but it was decently priced and had some good videos. All i wanted to do was buy some movies and songs- but no

Well, lucky me? Apparently Jenny’s stuck up boyfriend had movie night planned just for them, I scoffed to myself as I thought about it more. My eyes threaten to let tears stream down my face.

All I wanted to do was spend a night of fun- but no. I fought between anger and sadness and even loneliness. The battle in my head went back and forth, which emotion would strike me the hardest?

I pushed my palm into the socket of my eye to stop a tear from falling from my eye. I sat up a little and pulled at my jacket to straighten it out some, I also pushed some hair from my face, I was so sick of being left out. So sick and tired of being the last one for everything

I'd watch couples walk along the boardwalk, smiling and laughing with each other, it made my stomach turn, it only made me feel more lonely, more helpless for attention

I looked back down at my feet, letting my poster slump forward more again and letting out a shaky sigh.

“Why so down sweety?” a voice echoed through my head from beside me. Someone had slid onto the bench beside me and I had apparently caught their eye.

I shifted my gaze to look over to find a blonde rocker looking dude to my side, his arm idly sliding across the top of the bench to rest his head on his knuckles. His lips pointed out in a sympathetic pout.

I tried to hold it together and all I could muster was a shaky smile, the blonde guy sitting up more not knowing what to do, his gaze shifting to somewhere behind me.

“Shit Paul” another voice came from behind me. I looked up to see another blonde, but with curly locks and a beautifully decorated jacket, some patches looked familiar from the stores I got for the ones on mine.

“You obviously have no idea how to deal with emotions'' the curly one huffed before looking down at me and resting a hand on his hip, “hey baby, what's going on? Sorry for my pal being awkward, you seem down, now wassup?” he said with sympathy in his voice making my heart yearn for the thought that some people, some strangers, cared a little

I let the shaky smile across my face again, words wanting to burst from my lips as I let a slight sob escape me, a whole row of words spilling out, almost into desperate sobs

“Myfriendsstoodmyuponmybirthday” I cried, “andnowidontknowwhattodo”, tears came gushing out of my eyes as I cried the words, as I cried to these two complete strangers. “But you probably wouldn’t even care” I sighed and looked down

“Awe sugar” the rocker said as he wrapped an arm around my shoulders, “those are some shitty friends you have”

“Sure are, hey why don't you join us and our friends for your birthday?” the curly one said holding a hand out for me to take

I looked at his gloved hand for a second before I took it, the idea of two random strangers actually caring? My stomach jumped at the thought, it's like they've read my mind or something.

“The name’s Marko by the why” the boy who led me by the hand announced with a smirk on his face.

“And mines Paul” the rocker said slinging a arm back around my shoulders, shifting his weight from foot to foot

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They led me to a group of bikes that sat outside the chinese restaurant, a platinum blonde guy in a heavy coat for Santa Carla’s weather sat on top of his bike, and a brown haired guy with a stoic expression on his face sat on his own beside the platinum, waiting outside the restaurant as if they've been waiting for hours

“David!” Marko yelled out walking me towards them, his hand tugging harder on mine to get me to walk beside him.

David's head shout towards our way, his cold eyes staring right at us

“What is it Marko?” he sighed, obviously somewhat annoyed already

“We have a friend we'd like you to meet, '' Paul said, pulling me towards him.

Friend. He saw me as a friend and didn't even know my name. I thought to myself as I looked up at them, I could still feel the dried tears on my face, reminding me of the situation still.

“A friend, you say?” David said, looking me up and down before smiling, “what's your name?”

“y/n” I squeaked, his stare causing me to falter with every thought that crossed my mind

“Ah, neat name,” he said, grabbing at a cigarette behind his ear, “and you say your friends stood you up?” he said while lighting the cigarette

I don't recall telling him about it, but I just nodded and looked down again

David looked over to Dwayne and nodded as some type of confirmation before looking back at me, Marko, and paul.

“Wanna go for a ride? We might even get you a birthday gift” he said as he puffed some smoke out, something tainting his tone of voice

I smiled a little, relieved that someone finally acknowledged my birthdate

“Good, ride with Dwayne then, he drives the safest” David revved up his bike before shifting his weight onto the bike.

Paul and Marko sighed and released me to let me sit with Dwayne on his bike.

Dwayne simply scooted up on the seat to give me room, he patted at the leather before I slung my leg over the side to sit behind him, I wrapped my arms around his waist and giggled a little. I looked over to the rest of the group before smiling as David turned around to look at me, his glare seemed even colder causing my smile to falter.

“So y/n, how far do you want your birthday wish to go”

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Don't mind me, just sat here..sobbing 😭

It's so sad how many people will be able to relate to this, maybe to both sides.

Without you

Fem!Oc x Marko

18+ NO MINORS

TW: Suislidal OC, blood, mental illness, NSFW, 18+

I’m sorry…. 🤷🏻‍♀️

You have been in a relationship with Marko for almost two years now and it’s not like your relationship isn’t good. It is, it’s great. You just have some problems. You have been suffering with pretty severe depression since you were 13 years old, you are 19 now. Along with your depression, you were also very suicidal, though you did your best to hide that from Marko. You didn’t want him to know about it and have to constantly worry about you. You didn’t want to feel like you were a burden to him. You loved Marko with all of your heart, he was the only thing that kept you from going through with any suicide plan that you thought up in your head whenever you were at a very low point… Which was quite often. You put on a pretty convincing happy  and carefree facade. You joked around with the other boys and did your best to never let your true feelings show through. Especially not around Marko. Lately though, things had been getting worse for you. It’s not like you were abused at home or anything like that. You honestly had no “real” reason to be depressed. Your brain just didn’t function right. You hated feeling like this. For a while, after you first met Marko and the others, the depression had lifted a little bit and the closer you and Marko got, the more the darkness that clouded your mind brightened. While Marko was a vampire, a creature of the night, he was your sun. He brought a light into your life that you had never believed that you would ever get to see. Whenever you were with him, you could, for a while, forget the world around you. But as always, good things never do last. The dark thoughts started to slink back into your mind, where they once again nested. Before you even realized what had happened, you were blinded by the inky blackness that you had previously come so accustom to. The light that Marko had shined on you dimed until it completely went out. 

You were one again back to your old ways of pretending to be okay. Pretending that everything was fine and that you weren’t on the verge of ending it all. As those thoughts began to swirl around in your head, you heard a tap at your window. It was light at first but quickly became louder. Marko. You knew that it was him, it always was. You didn’t bother to acknowledge the sound, let alone get up and open the window. You knew that it was already cracked open and that Marko would just end up opening it and let himself in. Sure enough, you heard your window slide open and the sound of shuffling behind you, signaling that he had done just as you expected. “Babe?” You heard Marko softly call out to you as he moved towards the bed that you were laying on. “Sweets, are you okay?” He asked, climbing onto the bed behind you. Marko moved to look over you so he could see your face. Seeing that your hair had fallen and was covering it, he reached a hand over and brushed it out of the way. You had a vacant look on your face. One that immediately told Marko that something was very wrong. “Lil. Did something happen?” No answer. “Did someone do something?” Still, no answer. Frustrated at not getting a reply, Marko pulled off his gloves, boots and jacket before climbing over you and laying down in front of you. He wrapped his arms around you as he pulled you into him. He had been through this with you once before and it had terrified him. It was the first time he had seen anything like this. While he knew that mental illness was a thing, he had never really witnessed it in person and definitely not from someone he loved. So he just held you. He held onto you for hours until you finally broke out of whatever catatonic state you were in and was able to finally talk to him and tell him what was wrong. 

Marko just did the same thing again. While you laid there, looking like you were frozen, your brain was still going haywire. On the outside, you looked like you weren’t all there but on the inside, you were screaming. You were screaming for your body to cooperate with you and move. To let you talk, make any kind of noise, but all you could do was lay there. Luckily it didn’t take as long for you to break out of it this time. You moved slightly at first, but then you wrapped your arms around Marko and buried your face into the crook of his neck. “Can you talk now?” He carefully asked you. You nodded your head. “Yes.” You croaked out. Marko pulled back slightly, just enough that he could look at you. He brought his hand up to your face and started to gently brush his fingers along your skin. “What happened? Was it like last time?” He asked, his voice soft and gentle. “Yeah. It was.” You told him. You wanted to tell him everything that was going on in your mind, but you just couldn’t. You wanted someone to talk to and you wanted that someone to be Marko, but you couldn’t. You couldn’t be any more of a burden to him than you already were. You laid there with Marko for the rest of the night. You had told him not to worry and that it would pass, humans just get like this sometimes. You weren’t sure if he had believed you or not, but he eventually dropped the subject. You and Marko laid there and talked for a while. You were laying partially on top of him, as he had his arms wrapped around you. You leaned up and connected your lips with his. You wanted to be with him one last time. You wanted to feel him and maybe, you may change your mind. Though, you knew deep down that you wouldn’t. Marko didn’t protest as he deepened the kiss. 

You and Marko now laid naked, tangled in each other and the sheets. You stared at Marko, engraining every little detail of his face into your memory. You wanted you soak in as much of him as you possibly could. I guess Marko had the same idea, because he spent that time, of you staring at him, staring at you. He was the most beautiful man that you had ever seen in your life. It was like he was made by the gods. Every single one of his features left you in a daze. “You’re so beautiful, Marko.” You whispered to him. This caused a wide grin to take over his face. “You’re beautiful too, sweets. You’re like a breathtaking renaissance painting of the most angelic goddess known to man.” Marko always knew how to make you flustered. He pulled you into a kiss. He could hear your heart skip a beat at his words. As it got closer and closer to sunrise, you knew that he needed to get back to the cave. You didn’t want anything to happen to him because of you. “You should get back, the sun will be up soon.” You told him. Marko pulled you closer to him. “Yeah. I guess I should. I wish I could stay here with you forever, sweets.” He said to you as he buried his face into your neck, inhaling your scent one last time before he pulled away and sat up, grabbing his things and putting them back on. As Marko got up and walked over to the window, he paused. “You’ll be okay, right?” He asked. You nodded to him, wanting to reassure him that everything would be fine, you put on your best fake smile and softly laughed. “I’ll be okay. I think I was just being a bit dramatic.” You told him. “You gonna come to the boardwalk tonight? I can pick you up.” He asked as he slid your window back open. “Yeah, I’ll be there, but don’t worry, I’ll just drive.” You knew you shouldn’t lie to him, but you didn’t want him to worry. Nodding at you, Marko moved to climb out of the window. Suddenly, you got up off of your bed and stopped him. 

“Wait.” You told him as you grabbed his jacket and pulled him back to you and kissed him. You put all the love you had left in you into that kiss. Marko responded immediately, sliding his hands down to your waist then running one of his hands up and down your bare back, the other making it’s way to your butt. You wrapped your arms around his neck and threaded your fingers through his hair, playing with those curls that you always loved. Pulling away, you looked into those big doe eyes. “I love you, with all of my heart.” You told him. Marko smiled at you, squeezing your hip with his hand. “I love you too, Lil. Forever.” He told you. You felt your heart flutter at his words. It was bittersweet. You hated that he thought that he would be getting an eternity with you and all the while, you were planning on ending it. Marko finally left to go back to the cave before the sun came up and you had since walked back over to your bed. The last thing you wanted was to hurt Marko. You would never want to cause him any pain, but you yourself were in so much pain. You had tried so hard to fight off the darkness that had surrounded you for so long, but it had finally won. It had worn you down. You pulled the bottle of pills out of your bedside table and stared down at them. You took a deep breath and dug around your bedside table for something else. A blade. You made your way to your bathroom that was connected to your bedroom and over to the bath where you filled the tub. Getting inside of it, the water hot and making you sweat, you opened the bottle and started to swallow the pills. One at a time at first, but you soon were swallowing 4-5 at once. After they were all gone, you held the blade. You put the cold metal to your arm and held it there for a few moments, building up the courage that you would need. You then applied pressure and dragged it along your skin. Mirroring your actions on the other arm as well. You closed your eyes and filled your mind with images of Marko. Wanting him to be the last thing your mind saw.

It was now 10pm and Marko still couldn’t find you at the boardwalk. He had a sinking feeling that he had told the others about, but they just told him to be patient and said that you would probably be there soon. Marko did try to wait, but he just knew that something was wrong. Getting onto his bike, Marko quickly made his way to your house. The second he got there, he could smell it. The air was filled with the sweet and metallic smell of blood. But not just any blood, it was your blood. Marko raced inside to make sure that you were okay, but what he saw when he got to your bathroom was a sight that he wished he could wipe from his memory forever. There, in the tub, the water dyed red with your blood, there you were. His mate. The love of his life. Lying dead in a pool of her own blood. It was clear as day what had happened, but Marko didn’t want to believe it. He didn’t want to believe that you had done something like that to yourself. As he pulled your body from the bloody water, he let out a strangled sob. “No, no, no. Please no.” He cried. “Babe? Babe please, wake up.” Marko pleaded with your dead body, slightly shaking you as if that would wake you up. You were already cold and partially stiff, meaning that you had been dead for hours. Marko sat there on the cold tile of your bathroom floor, holding and crying onto your body. Eventually, after hours of sobbing, Marko had grown quiet. He was still sat in the same spot, but had gone into a catatonic like state. Much like you had last night. Hours passed and the sun started to rise, beams of light coming in through the window, but Marko didn’t move. Even as he started to feel his flesh begin to burn, he stayed in place. He didn’t want to live in a world without his mate in it. He just prayed that in whatever afterlife there was, he would be given the chance to spend it with you.

I love how everyone agrees that Paul gives of golden retriever vibes...and then he gets a goldfish 🤣🤣 I get it. Can just picture Paul sat telling the goldfish his plans for the night

What pets the Lost Boys would have

(Not my gifs)

David:

• A cat. Definitely

• David is already basically a cat

• He doesn’t like people, he DOES like eating, he’s grumpy when he wakes up, he’s low key mean and standoffish but if he likes someone he REALLY likes them

• A lot of people headcanon he calls his S/Os “kitten”

• A cat is perfect for him:)

• He gets a black cat for the aesthetic™️

• He would be chill with any kind of cat tho low key

• His cat isn’t super clingy or jumpy which he appreciates

• But sometimes, while the boys are gone, they take naps together:)

• He sits in his wheelchair, his cat jumps on his lap and they both fall asleep

• If anyone brings it up/catches him he denies it vehemently

• He’s got a reputation to protect

• But that cat has his whole heart

Dwayne:

•Dwayne just gives me dog person vibes

• He’d have a big dog like a Saint Bernard or a Doberman or something

• He’s already the dad daddy of the group so you know he takes care of his dog

• Takes it on walks, feeds it all natural food without added preservatives, gets steals it super expensive dog toys etcetera etcetera…

•Dwayne finds a dog park that’s open late and he brings it and Laddie

• Sometimes Star comes too:)

• He likes to play frisbee with his dog on the beach

• He has a bunch of pictures of his dog: at the cave, in cute little doggie clothes, of the both of them, one where Dwayne just put it on his skateboard and snapped a pic he has that one framed but don’t tell anyone he gets embarrassed

• Dwayne is intimidating but he’s a softy at heart. He loves his dog like his son🥺 (second son cause Laddie)

Paul:

• Ok so EVERYONE always says that Paul is a golden retriever and I completely agree

• And don’t get me wrong this man wants a dog SO BAD

• But the boys don’t trust him with the responsibility of owning a dog rightly so

• He gets distracted sometimes:(

• But he really REALLY wants a pet like everyone else

• They get him a goldfish:)

• David feeds it and complains

• Paul loves it

• Sometimes when they wake up at night, he’s talking to the goldfish

• They’re besties:)

• His fish dies every 6 or so months but Dwayne always replaces it before Paul sees

• He’s had “the same goldfish” for 10 years now

• Dwayne is worried Paul will notice

• He won’t:)

Marko:

• Marko has a bunch of pigeons as pets canonically.

• Obviously he has names for all of them and he low key gets mad when the boys can’t remember their names

• In addition to the pigeons, I think he would also have a parrot

• Marko would adore a parrot’s brightly colored feathers, they match his vibe

• He would also enjoy a pet that talks

• He teaches it cuss words >:)

• This REALLY pisses Dwayne off because this is how Laddie learns most profanities (oops)

• So he teaches the parrot curses in Italian >:)

• He also uses the parrot to freak Paul out

• He trains it to hide in small dark corners of the cave and call Paul’s name.

• Paul thinks the cave is haunted

• Marko thinks it’s hilarious

All in all, the boys love their pets:)

Reblog if you'd hang with some 80s punk biker vamps. — even if that means under a trestle or upside down in a cave.