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guys/girls/gender-fluids/non-bianays, i need some requests!
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THE LOST BOYS (1987) dir. by Joel Schumacher
Sam Emerson + Investigating / Hunting for @13goingon30
THE FIRST I LOVE YOU | d. holfield
pairing: dinger holfield x fem!plus size!reader
warnings: body image issues, i think that’s it but if there’s anything i missed please let me know. also if i never can’t find a partner who is like this i don’t want them.
I SIGHED AS I LOOKED at my reflection in the mirror. i never really liked my body, but i never hated it either. i liked it when i wore certain pants it complemented my hips and thighs, but i hate that it brings out my hip dips.
i shook my head and decided i wasn’t gonna deal with this today. i just threw on one of my old hoddies laying around and out on a random pair of leggings, and decided that was it. i was almost out the door when i ran back to my dresser and grabbed the necklace dinger had gotten me for my birthday last year.
“well don’t you look comfy” my mother chuckled as i walked out to the car. i rolled my eyes and got in the car.
“hello honey!” i cringed at the stupid accent dinger did as his arms wrapped around me from behind. i felt his lips peck behind me ear making me laugh and squirm out his his grip.
“hi dinger” i smiled as he took my hand and walked down the hallway. i could see girls looking at me, i tried to ignore them but by the time we had gotten to class i already wanted to go home.
i sat in my desk, dinger behind me, and put my head down on my arms. this was nothing new, i always sleeped in science. it was boring plain and simple. i felt my desk shuffle a bit so i looked up to see dinger sat on top of it.
“you okay?” dinger asked as he messed with my hair. i swatted his hands away, causing him to pout. “why can you play with my hair but i can’t play with yours?”
“because your hair is messy, it won’t matter if i mess it up, it will look the same” i laughed as dinger mocked hurt.
“okay, i see how it is” dinger got up and went back to his seat. i could hear him muttering the words i told him. the bell rung making me sign and put my head back down.
by the time it was lunch i was done with the staring. instead of going to the lunch room i walked down the hallway, acting as if i was going to the bathroom as a teacher walked down the hall. once she was gone i booked it for the exit door.
once i was far enough from school, i took a cigarette and lit it, letting the smoke burn my lungs as i walked down the street.
i knew my mother would be home, but i knew she wouldn’t care that i came home, after all i did it often enough. i walked in the door and headed straight for my room.
i flopped into my bed and pulled the covers over me, just wanting an escape from reality. i sighed as a hugged my pillow before my eyes got heavy.
“hey…wake up” i heard fingers voice as i turned over to see him sitting on my bed. “wha lt happend? why did my leave”
“i couldn’t handle the stares” i sighed as i sat up in bed.
“what stares?” dinger asked with a real looo of confusion.
“you can’t tell me you don’t see them” i told him as i looked down at my hands. i could see dinger shake his head through the corner of my eyes. my eyes teared up as all i could see were the judgemental stares.
“hey. hey. hey. what stares?” dinger said as he held my hand. he knew i didn’t like being touched when i was emotional, that’s one of the things i liked about him.
“all the stares from the skinny girls, staring at me as if i was the ugliest person on earth. the stares from girls who wonder why your dating a fat girl instead of some skinny cheerleader who doesn’t have a stomach, or fat thighs, or ugly hip dips.” i cried. dinger looked at me with wide eyes before he pulled me into him and let me cry into his chest.
“baby. baby. you are beautiful okay. i don’t care about those other girls, okay? i care about you. i don’t want one of those skinny girls because, you have way more to love. i love your stomach, because when we’re watching a movie or just laying around it’s like my own personal pillow, same with your thighs. i love that when i put my hand on them, or when i squeeze them your cheeks heat up. and your hip dips, don’t even get me started on those. they look so pretty when your in your swim suit or any pants in general. so please, please, believe me when i say i don’t want anyone else” me and dinger just stared at each other before i leaned forward and kissed him. we stayed that way for a while before we had to pull away for oxygen.
i looked down at my hands before dinger tackled me down to the bed and layed on top of me. his arms wrapped around me as his hands went under my back, and his head went into the crook of my neck.
“i love you,” he said as my eyes widened. we had never said i love you to each other. i looked down at him to see him looking up at me with a small smile and those puppy dog eyes i could never say no to.
“and i love you” i told him before i leaned down to kiss him. i could feel him smile into the kiss, as i did the same. i pulled back and dinger his his face in my neck again. my hand went to his hair as i felt him sigh into my neck.
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Could i please request a dinger holfield x fem reader who is really shy, like he is quite outgoing, calls her doll/ baby/ honey etc and she is the complete opposite? Just some cute fluff based at the school. Thank you so much!!
OMGOODNESS!!! i love this idea!! i love writing shy and introverted y/n because i relate to it and know how to make it realistic.
POLAR OPPOSITES | d. holfield
( dinger holfield x fem!reader ) — ° . • in which y/n doesn’t want dinger to get another detention.
warnings: mature language length: very short , short!, medium , long , very long.
— “BOO!” DINGER EXCLAIMED MAKING y/n jump and let out a squeak. Dinger chuckled while y/n stared at the ground trying her best to ignore the glances of people who walked past them.
“How many times have i told you to not do that.” Y/n sighed as she closed her locker and looked at him. Dinger frowned at y/n’s very clearly embarrassed facial expression.
“Sorry doll, i forgot” Dinger stated softy as he brought the girl into a hug, resting his chin on top of her head. “Come on, i’ll walk you to class.”
“You’re gonna be late ya’know” Dinger only rolled his eyes and wrapped an arm around her shoulders.
“I’ll be fine!” “Shhh!” “Sorry. I’ll be fine I’ve already got…i don’t even know how many i have already.” Y/n groaned and turned her head to look at him.
“You gotta start being to class on time. You’ve already had three detentions this week. And we have plans tonight, so please don’t get another detention.” Y/n quickly ranted as they got to the ‘Grade 11 AP Science’ room.
“Yeah i know.” Dinger shrugged.
“Dinger I’m serious. My mom already thinks your a bad guy. I don’t think you want her to hate you even more by being late tonight.” Y/n stated.
“Baby, I swear i won’t be late. I’ll be there 5 o’clock sharp.” Dinger smiled making Y/n chuckle.
“Yeah okay. I’ll tell my mom six then.” Y/n shook her head with a smile as she walked into the room.
“I won’t let you down sweet cheeks!” Dinger exclaimed right before the bell went off. “Shit…”
( Dinger did infact get another detention and showed up at six instead of five. )
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Omg I love your recent fic! Could we please have a longer fic of the same pairing/ trope?? Thank you!
i don’t really know what to do for another one so i’m just gonna continue the other dinger fanfic :)
ASTROLOGY DATES | d. holfield
( dinger holfield x fem!reader ) — ° . • in which dinger takes y/n out on a date.
warnings: mature language, FLUFF OVERLOAD!!, talk about losing a loved one. length: very short , short, medium , long!, very long.
a/n: in this story reader loves and knows a lot about astrology. this is the continuation of ‘polar opposites’. this can be read as a stand alone same with ‘polar opposites’.
— A KNOCK ON THE DOOR SNAPPED y/n out of her stare on the front door.
“wow. what do you know, he’s on time. finally.” y/n’s mother scoffed as she walked up to the door. “hello dinger.”
“hello ms.l/n! i’m here for y/–“ “yes i know.” y/n’s mother cut dinger off making his smile drop a little.
“mom.” y/n quietly warned as she stepped outside. “let’s go” y/n smiled at dinger as she grabbed his hand, ignoring the look of disgust from her mother.
“you were right, you mom hates me” dinger stated as they got into his car ( he had stolen from his mother for the night ).
“she doesn’t hate you.” dinger gave her a ‘yeah right’ look making her grimace. “okay so maybe she has a strong opinion of you…” y/n sighed. “but let’s move on! where are we going?”
“that is a surprise honey” dinger chuckled as y/n groaned. as they drove down the semi-quiet road, dinger reached over and grabbed y/n’s hand, rubbing circles with his thumb. y/n smiled at the small action remembering the first time dinger held her hand.
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y/n flinched as she felt something touched her hand.
“shit sorry.” dinger awkwardly chuckled as he retracted his hand.
“no. no. it’s fine. i’m just not used to it.” y/n quietly stated as she softly held her hand out. dinger grinned and grabbed her hand. y/n blushed as she felt dinger squeeze her hand as the two continued walking.
“awe look at the two love birds” bobby chuckled making y/n blush a deeper shade of red.
“come on man.” dinger lightly hit bobby as he walked next to him.
“sorry y/n” bobby sent a small smile to the girl. y/n quietly nodded and looked down at the sidewalk.
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“we’re here” dinger grinned as he parked the car.
“wow. an abandoned parking lot.” y/n stated as she looked out the window. dinger scoffed and shook his head.
“no. we’re in a parking lot with an amazing view of the night sky, for you information sweets” dinger scoffed as he got out of the car and jogged to y/n’s door, opening the door and offering the girl a hand.
“so tell me, why are we in a parking lot?” y/n asked as she watched dinger open the trunk of the car.
“since you like astronomy—“ “astrology” “right. since you like astrology, i thought that you could teach me about the stars and all that stuff” dinger smiled as he pulled out some blankets and pillows.
“wow, dinger actually wanting to learn for once!” dinger made an offended face making y/n laugh.
“yeah. yeah. come on we only have two hours before you gotta be home!” dinge pulled y/n to the open feild infront of the car making the girl smile.
*tike skip*
“okay so that is the big dipper.” y/n pointed to the constellation with a soft smile. “the big dipper point to the north star. my grandma always told me ‘if you ever lost, follow the north star, it will bring you back home to me’” y/n quoted something her grandmother always told her when she was little. “the big dipper is also associated with funerals, the bowl represents the coffin and the three dots of the handle represents the mourners following behind it.”
“how the hell do you know all this stuff?” dinger asked as he looked to the girl laying next to him.
“my grandma always told me about stars and constellations when i was little, the one thing she told me before she died, was ‘if you ever miss me, look for the brightest star in the sky.’” y/n sadly smiled as she looked at dinger.
“you really miss her, dont you?” dinger asked before y/n nodded her head. “mrs.y/n’s grandma? i gotta ask you something!” dinger yelled out into the night sky, making y/n stare at him weirdly. “what? i gotta ask her something!” dinger stated making y/n shake her head with a smile.
“anyways, before you grand daughter so rudely interrupted me,” y/n scoffed and light shoved him. “you see what your grand daughter just did to me? anyways! do you mrs.y/n grandmother give me permission to marry y/n one day?”
“oh my god…” y/n gasped as a firefly slowly flied towards them. “dinger.” y/n lightly hit him making him turn and look.
the firefly flew toward dinger and landed on his leg. the firefly lit up brighter before flying away.
“wow…” dinger stated softly as he looked at y/n who had tears in her eyes. “what’s wrong?”
“fireflies were my grandmas favorite bug.” y/n sniffled with a smile. “i think that was her way of telling you yes”
dinger chuckled in disbelief before smiling. “y/n holfield. has a nice ring don’t you think?”
y/n chuckled before leaning forward and pecking his lips. “okay now give me an actual kiss.” dinger stated making y/n laugh and pull him in for another kiss.
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should i start writing again..??
i absolutely love that every ‘The Lost Boys’ fanfic / story share the same little detail even though it was never ( unless it’s a deleted scene i’ve never seen ) in the movie : the 4th step on the staircase is broken or something is wrong with it.
i love little details of the ‘The Lost Boys’ lore <3
picture of billy wirth skating between scenes of the lost boys
-the lost boys (1987)
dir’ john schumacher
also there was supposed to be a scene of dwyane skating but it got cut:/
The Lost Boys (1987)
