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“never go to santa carla”

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sneak peek of my stranger things x the lost boys x my babysitter’s a vampire! au wip

synopsis : when reader comes back from her trip to santa carla, she’s acting off. she’s moody, constantly brushing off the group, hanging around shady looking people, and she looks terrible! (no she doesn’t 😽)

i’ve decided to make this reader the same as the “we’re going to summer camp bitches!” one ☺️

so you know what that means 😻😻😻

eddie x fem!reader , kind of david x fem! reader too 🫤 , (reader is canonically hot and everyone loves her i don’t make the rules 🙇🏾‍♀️)

future warnings : swearing , suggestive language , cursing , blood and gore , heavy flirting , the lost boys in general because yeah, david (is his own warning yes) , scary y/n , michael emerson and david being down bad (for two different people btw) , reader being hot , steve being hot , robin being hot , eddie being hot, nancy being hot , the lost boys being hot 🫤, look everyone’s just hot okay? and i can’t think of anymore rn 🤨

the whole sleeping during the day and coming out at night thing doesn’t exist here.

my sneak peek for “like a virgin” will be out soon too !

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hawkins, indiana | sunday, october 5, 1986 | 6:47 a.m.

you all stayed up the entire night watching movies, playing games and talking about what they did while you were gone, and how your trip was, although the last one wasn’t for too long as you insisted that you’ll tell them all about it later on.

the last person of the group fell asleep at about 2, which is when your house was finally consumed with silence. everyone was asleep peacefully, nancy stretched out on the love seat with jonathan on the floor next to it, argyle also on the floor, but he was layed out in front of the couch that dustin , mike , and will were all squeezed together on. erica, eleven, and max had went up to your room ages ago to go to sleep. you, robin , and lucas were all huddled on another couch together, where you were all previously playing a card game before falling asleep, while steve and eddie fell asleep on another couch.

now nancy was having a great sleep, a really great one, so to be woken up by robin shaking her so aggressively, that she thought her head would fall off of her neck, didn’t sit right with her.

“would you stop shaking me?!” nancy whisper-shouted.

“i’ll stop shaking you when you wake up! y/n’s arguing with someone outside. come listen.” robin whisper-shouted back at her.

“what?” nancy asked, as robin dragged her off of the love-seat, out of the living room, and brought her to the front door, where steve and eddie, were already huddled, with their ears against it.

“what are you guys-“ she was cut off by steve sharply shushing her, and pressing his ear back to the door.

“just listen, it’s so weird.” robin said, pressing hers to the door again.

nancy huddled over the three, and pressed her ear to the door as well, and lo and behold, you were heatedly talking to someone, but they couldn’t tell who.

“it sounds like a guy out there.” nancy whispered, furrowing her eyebrows. “maybe her brother’s back again?”

“nah we don’t think so, he sounds different, plus they would have started fighting already.” robin said flippantly.

“yeah, and boyfriend of the year over here, doesn’t want to go out there.” steve looked towards eddie.

“it sounds interesting! plus if we go out there they’ll stop.” eddie defended.

“isn’t that the point?” robin asked.

“i want to hear the drama- shh! they’re starting again.”

they all pressed even closer to the door, trying to decipher what you were saying, but only being able to make out some parts of it.

“-merson, i swear to god, why-…and how did you get here?!”

“are the rest of them here too?

“jeez! i thought we were friends y/n/n why the last na-“

suddenly a harsh thump against the door made the eavesdroppers jump back.

meanwhile outside the door -

“do not play with me right now michael, this isn’t funny.” you seethed, after grabbing him by the jacket and holding him against the door you just slammed him against.

back in the house -

“ ‘michael’ ? is she talking to mike?” eddie whispered, as they all looked at each other confusedly before a voice cut chimed in.

“is who talking to me?” mike said, from behind them, causing them all to jump at the intrusion. “what’s going on?” he whispered, eating some cereal, he stole from your kitchen.

“shhh!” they all hissed at him, before gluing themselves back to the door, with a now curious mike joining them.

meanwhile outside-

“i’m not joking!” the curly-haired man said defensively putting his hands up. “we’re not here to piss you off, we’re here to help you!”

“help me?” you scoffed, letting him go, before fake smiling. “i think i’ve gotten all the “help” i can from those guys! i mean what with giving me these-“ you said sarcastically, pointing at your newly sharper canines and nails before retracting them.

“wow, you’ve got a much better handle on those than i did at first. i’m proud..” he said impressed.

“i’m forever grateful.” you said sarcastically.

“it’s the whole feeding thing, you see. david said he doesn’t want you drinking off of randoms for your first time.” he explained meekly, as you just glared at him.

“listen i didn’t know they were gonna do that, okay?” he defended himself. “but i mean you didn’t even give ‘em a chance to do their whole little “show you the ropes” spiel before you took off! i’ve never seen anyone pack up and leave a state so quickly. which i’m honestly impressed by, if we’re being serious.” he added on incredulously, walking away from the door, and pacing back and forth on your porch.

He was right though. that night before you were supposed to be going back to hawkins, the group invited you to hang out at their “spot” in this cool cave they seemed to have claimed. you were all having a great time, waiting for michael to come back with the food, when one of your new friends, david, offered you some vintage-ish wine in this cool looking antique bottle he had.

You (unknowingly at the time) drank what was actually blood, causing them to have some sort of field day for some reason. once you saw what they really were though , before they had the chance to explain, once they were distracted, you booked it right out of there, back to your grandparents’ new house, telling your grandmother that you had to leave a night early for some “emergency” happening back in hawkins.

when the boys went over there the next morning asking for you, she told them that you had already began making your way back home, right after getting back the night before. unfortunately, david, (ever the charmer) was able to find out what “home” you were going back to, before deciding that the group was going to take a little road trip down to this “hawkins”.

“i mean who does that? when they did it to me, i at least stuck around for instructions or something! you just up and left!” he exclaimed, throwing his hands up.

you shushed him harshly, before speaking. “keep your voice down! and people that aren’t psychopaths do that, michael!” you paused, trying to calm yourself down.

“you do not. understand the bullshit i have went through in the past couple years. i have to constantly be prepared and ready for anything. and this!” you gestured to the new additions to yourself. “is a bit of a distraction.”

“listen, like i said earlier, i’m sorry that they did this, okay! but i know exactly what you’re going through! hence why we came here.” he pleaded, putting his hands on your shoulders.

“i mean you saw how they acted back in santa carla, they were animals! you had somewhat of a reign on him though.” he explained, putting a slight emphasis on the word “him”.

“it’s the whole feeding thing, you see. david doesn’t want you drinking off of some random for your first time.” he quietly explained as you glared at him.

“i think i have enough books and vampire knowledge, to learn how to survive, if he thinks feeding’s the issue. so you can tell them that i’m fine and leave.” you sighed, brushing him off, before pausing and looking at him, suspiciously, noticing his tense stance.

“even though i’ve only known you for about a week, i can tell that you’re a good person, and i don’t want you to suffer okay?” he said sympathetically.

“you’re not telling me everything are you?” you asked, eerily calmly.

“i- i don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“oh yeah? i’m just curious, you all came here together right?” you said realizing something.

“yeah so?…” he said meekly.

“so where are the others?” you asked, now afraid of his answer.

“oh, you know… just hanging out…” he said.

“hanging out where?” you said sternly.

“well..” he said before whispering something you couldn’t really understand.

“well what, michael? spill it!” you pleaded.

“well, when we first got here yesterday, david was still pissed about you just up and leaving without saying anything to him, and decided he didn’t want to see you yet so he went to go look around town! and well you know how the rest of them are! it’s always ‘monkey-see, monkey-do’ with ‘em! so after he left, paul decided that he wanted to go see how “hawkins girls” party so he split too.” putting air quotes around hawkins girls. “and then marko, dwayne, and i decided to look for you, but marko got side tracked and dipped off later on to find paul. and i accidentally lost dwayne at some point last night.“ he rambled before whispering to himself, “or maybe he just ditched me.”

“so, how did you find me?” you asked, trying to take in all of that information.

“oh, i just recognized your car in the driveway.” he said flippantly.

“why is it every time you’ve brought up the group, you always zero in on david?” you asked, out of nowhere.

“what do you mean?” he asked, acting like he wasn’t aware of it.

“‘david’s mad because i left without talking to him.’ not the group, him. ‘i had somewhat of a reign on him.’ ‘david, doesn’t want me feeding off of random’s.’ what’s that all about?” you asked crossing your arms.

“i don’t know okay! he’s just been acting so weird. ever since we met you, he’s been off the rails in a way that the other four don’t even recognize.and they’ve known him forever! he wasn’t even like this with star!” he said, incredulously.

“oh so, what? i hurt little david’s feelings and now he wants to be all possesive as if i fucked up his life!?

“look i know it’s bullshit okay? i mean it’s been almost a year since they did the same shit to me, and i still don’t completely get it.” he exclaimed, causing you to soften up a bit.

“alright. i guess i’m done yelling at you for now.” you said nonchalantly, walking back towards your door.

“wait, that’s it? what do we do now?” he asked, following you.

“i’m going back to sleep. we can look for the others later.” you explained tiredly.

“yeah, that’s definitely a side effect. how did you even make it all the way back here without conking out?”

“adrenaline, i guess. come on in, since i know you vamps are big on that shit.” you sighed sarcastically, opening the door.

well, trying to open the door, being that there was some kind of weight pressed against it. you heard a thud and a sharp “ouch” and a “retreat, she’s coming back!” before you were able to open it without issue.

you and michael were met with the faces of all 13 of your now awake friends, sitting in the foyer of your house, staring at you with wide eyes.

“so…” robin started, clearing her throat.

“do you have something to tell us y/n?” nancy, said cautiously, as everyone looked at you expectantly.

“what’s there for her to tell, she’s definitely a vamp! him too from what i’ve gathered.” argyle, chimed in nonchalantly, taking some of the cereal that mike was eating.

“never go to santa carla kiddos.” you sighed, walking passed them all and plopping down onto the couch closest to the door, and immediately falling asleep.

"Hey! Are you taking a picture?" Marko threw the weighs down turning to me. In a two quick steps he approached me and grabbed the phone out of my hands. "Fuck, what is the problem with you?" he swiped the screen checking the photos.

“I just… just wanted to take a selfie”

“What the shit are you telling me?!” Marko grabbed my wrist with one hand and my throat with his other one. Standing at around 6'7" and towering over my frail 5'6" figure, he gave out confidence and undeniable dominance.

“I’m sorry, Sir!” intimidated by his physical superiority I almost cried, “I won’t…”

“Shut up, faggot. I'm gonna teach you a lesson" he dragged me to the corridor at the back of the gym and into his office.

The door swung shut with a load thud behind us and Marko threw me on the sofa. He continued scrolling through my phone and then a wicked smile appeared on his face, "There seem to be a lot of interesting stuff on your tumblr"

"Stop! Give me my phone!", I jumped up to grab my phone from his hands but he just pushed me back on the sofa like I weighed nothing.

"You, little fag" he looked at me, "So you're not just some horny boy, you're really into a wicked stuff" he place my phone on his table. "You wanted to see those muscles?!" he raised his left arm and flexed his bicep, making his sleeve rip with a loud crack. "You wanna feel what those muscles can do with you?!"

Marko pulled off his shirt and threw it on the floor. He approached me and grabbed my hair, pushing my face into his abs, "Sniff it, boy! Feel the taste of the real man". I tried to resist but he was much stronger. Soft wet hairs on his stomach tickled my soft skin and the drops of his sweat covered my face with the strong salty smell. After rubbing my face against his hard abs he pulled my head back and looked into my scared eyes.

In the surge of raw strength Marko clenched his fists on my t-shirt and tore it apart.

"Stop it, please. I'm sorry" my voice was trembling as I begged him.

He didn't react on it, instead in a swift movement he grabbed the band of my shorts and pulled them down together with my briefs, "Turn around!"

"What?! No, Sir, please"

Marko grabbed my hips and easily turned me around to face the back of the sofa. He grabbed my wrists and pinned them behind my back with his left hand. Struggling to get free I felt how helpless I was in that situation. With his hand pressing against my back, Marko held me in place.

"Relax, boy, I saw the stuff on your phone. You must enjoy it" I felt something warm and hard pressing against my ass.

"No, Sir, please, I've never done this before"

"So this is a good time to try it" Marko grabbed something from the side table, then the sound of squeezing something out, and thick fingers started massaging cold fluid into my asshole. A thick finger quickly plumbed inside of me, he started playing with my hole stretching it out and adding more lubricant. Then Marko pulled his finger out and instead with a slow motion he pushed his cock inside of me. At that moment I had no idea how thick his shaft was but it was much bigger than anything I had ever experienced. Later I learnt that his cock was 8.5 inches long and 7 inches in girth. Inch after inch it was moving deeper into me. Tears popped up in the corners of my eyes and the pain filled my body. I beg him to stop but it had no affect on Marko.

After Marko's lower abs finally hit my butt he slowly pulled his shaft out of me, giving me a short moment of relief, and then thruster it back inside.He began to pound my ass, moving his hips back and forth. Getting faster and then again slower, changing the tempo. Moaning from that mix of pain and satisfaction, I felt at his complete mercy... I closed my eye... With each thrust my ass was burning more and more... Getting faster and faster... until it stopped. Marko pushed deep inside of me, his balls hit my butt again, his grip got tighter on my throat and his pulsating cock finally burst out inside of me...

His warm cum filled my ass but Marko wouldn't stop climaxing. It started flowing out of my hole over his cock and dripping on the floor.

Marko slowly pulled his shaft out and plopped down on the sofa next to me. He grabbed my neck and guided my head down to his crotch.

"Make it clean, boy"

***

The gym was empty as I walked naked to the locker room. I took a quick a quick shower and was drying myself with the towel. My legs were still shaking.

"You're clean already?" Marko entered the room already dressed.

"Yes" I nodded.

"Good. Bend over"

I looked at him with hesitation.

"Should I repeat?"

I obeyed his command and bent over, exposing my bare ass to him.

He slipped a plug between my buttcheeks. Then he made me turn around and put a chastity cage on my little dicklet.

"It's better, now. You'll have to learn to control yourself a bit" the lock clicked and he looked at me with a smirk, "What should you say?"

"Thank you, Sir"

He gave me my phone back — as I would learn later with the parental control activated and restriction to my favourite apps.

"Good boy" he slapped my ass and turned around leaving the room, "Be here tomorrow evening at 8"

Marko & Alana

Saga

ECCC 2016 commission

Shelby living it up at Carcass Grinder's concert. He totally has a big fan crush on Pär much to Marko's amusement.

(Pär and Marko both belong to @kapitein-oranghien-29 )

Alan is me

Here’s some doodles I did

Instead of working on projects.

My wife

I’ll ship Star and Dwayne in hell.

Idk if you can read my handwriting, but the point is that Alan is an insomniac.

Nothing anyone says will ever convince me that Sam would not be a very dangerous and powerful vampire. Who just so happens to wear Lisa Frank and play “Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go” while taking his victims. Yes I used a rainbow filter on this one. It needed it.

Bill and Ted: Bill’s Got A Secret

i totally forgot I made this but here it is!!! very short but I really enjoyed making it.

I haven’t talked about this in a while (and maybe not at all on the blog), but I have this headcanon that in Lost Boys lore, when one is turned they acquire a specific magic power. Examples:

David- Transfiguration (they’re only noodles)

Star- Hypnosis (just. The ENTIRE introduction scene.)

Marko- Commune with animals (the pigeons. Also just cause I want.)

Dwayne- Telepathy (Idk I just thought it would be cool to have a quiet character with telepathy)

Also, Bonus, headcanons for Michael, Sam, and Alan (Edgar is excluded bc he’s the only one who isn’t turned in canon) based on nothing but their personalities:

Michael- Telekinesis (He’s a weightlifter by hobby, and while a little stupid, he’s very strong emotionally. I feel like that would lend itself well to Matilda-type antics)

Sam- Hypnosis (He’s very persuasive by nature, and very demanding. I feel like Vampirism would only enhance his natural powers of persuasion)

Alan- “Invisibility” (more like advanced wallflowering. He just becomes unnoticeable. Very useful for hunting.)

8am

The Lost Boys scene redraw. Felt like I could have done a better job with the colours, I originally went after an edited gif so the colours were a lot more saturated than the original shot. 

I heard that they were going to have each season set in a different time period leading up to the 80′s. Different characters each season, except for the lost boys who remain the same. I would love the frog sister to be Alan and Edgar's ancestors, hunting the vampires throughout the decade.

Can you just imagine some crochet old lady telling the baby frog boys about monsters at bed time, leaving them the comics as a way to show them what they would need to learn?

Or even better, we’d get to see David in the 1900′s. See Max settle in and turned each of them as the show up. The whole first season could just be how he finds and turns the boys. Or make it a long term thing, where each lost boy arrive over the first three or four seasons!

I could go one forever, as we all could with ideas on how to make an TV adaptation. Will the creators listen? Most likely no, but we can live in hope.

Wait, did anyone actually have hope for the CW TLB? It’s the CW guys, they don’t make great shows

Anyway I’m actually down with the Frogs being sisters (if they do it right)

I just hope Catherine Hardwicke doesn’t make the whole show look washed out and blue the way she did with Twilight

OMFG HNNNNNGGGGGGFFFFF YAAAAAAASSSSSS SLAAAAAAAYYY!!! Best. Cliffhanger. Ever!!! I can't fucking believe "Saga: Volume Four" ended with my baes Marko and Prince Robot IV teaming up to save their loved ones from my other bae, Dengo. OMFG I SHIP THEM HAHAHAHAHAHA! #saga #sagacomic #sagavolumefour #comicseries #graphicnovel #imagecomics #briankvaughan #fionastaples #sagacharacters #marko #princerobotiv #mybeautifulalienbaes #ishipthem #mybodyisready #shitjustgotreal #shakingandcrying #shutupandtakemyfuckingmoney #allmyfanboyfeels

SAGA Fan Casting [1/3]

Zoe Saldana as ALANA Daniel Henney as MARKO Aubrey Anderson-Emmons as HAZEL Ming-Na Wen as KLARA Ellen Page as IZABEL Michael Fassbender as PRINCE/SIR ROBOT IV Jacob Tremblay as SQUIRE

The Responsible One

Michael had been odd ever since arriving in Santa Carla. Not a day went by where he acted like he did before the move. Being the oldest sibling meant a lot of things, one of which was taking care of the others when Mom couldn’t. During the entire divorce, you had been there to watch the other two, to make sure they were provided for while Lucy mourned her life moving on. 

And here you were witnessing the downfall of one of your brothers while the other was thriving. Sam had gone and even made friends that were as weird as he was, they had come by and gotten him to hang out while you were home. They were lovely boys, kind and respectful when meeting you. You had waved them off, telling them to be safe and have fun, the streets were dangerous after all. Normally, you would have advised against going out, but Sam needed time away from you. So, you had let him go, but not without something to have on hand in case something were to go awry. You had handed him a pocket knife, not something super dangerous, but something to fend off anyone with ill intent. He had shot you a look, the one where he was insinuating you were being overdramatic, but had taken it when you glared. You were relieved when his friends had awed at you giving him such a weapon, telling him how lucky he was for having you on his side. 

And that had put them in your good books. Sweet kids, Sam was lucky to have them. 

But Michael has been leaving in the night, not returning into early morning. You were worried, admittedly so. You were worried he was hanging around the wrong kinds of people, the kinds that had drugs on hand at any time. Even trying to confront him didn’t do anything, he only grew frustrated at being cornered by both you and Lucy. So, you did what any sane and concerned older sibling would do. 

Follow his ass. 

He wouldn’t get out of this so easily, making Lucy cry was on the list of ‘NO.’ 

And he knew that, so why was he going and doing things that were doing exactly that. 

Dressing yourself to avoid catching his eye, you listened to the tell tale signs of Michael leaving the house. The cracking of the window and the silence that followed. 

So you raced down the stairs and watched as he departed. He was quick, you’d give him that. You chased him all the way down to the Boardwalk. And watched as he met up with four men leaning on their bikes. He conversed with them, laughed and smiled until one of them wrapped an arm around his shoulders. A grimace crossed his face, and so you moved. 

Stepping with purpose, you strutted up to the men and pulled the blonde away from your lovely brother. 

“I’d appreciate it if you didn’t get your nasty hands all over my darling brother, Micahel.”

Michael had tensed, eye widening once he recognized who had saved him from David.

He stuttered, trying to push you away before the others had really gotten a chance to take a look at you. But it was too late, and the men leered. Taking in your appearance, the vampires watched as you scowled at them, especially David. He had been the one to put his hands on Michael, and you had watched it as it happened. 

“I’m sorry, doll, but who might you be? I haven’t seen you around here before.”

David leered. And the rest watched as you remained as you were. Hand still in place on Michael’s shoulder, you scoffed. 

“I just told you, I’m Michael’s older sibling. And he was clearly unwanting of your hands being all over him. Fuck. Off.” 

And David laughed. 

Paul leaned in, eyes tracking every minute detail of you that he could.

“Older sibling, huh? Mikey boy never mentioned you, babe.” 

You looked over at Michael, trying to discern the look he was wearing at the moment. 

You nudged him, prompting him to speak.

“Any reason for that? I thought I was worth mentioning to your dearest friends. You do spend more time with them than you do us anymore.”

Michael opened his mouth, but was cut off by another one of the unintroduced men. 

David interrupted him, pressing a finger to his lips to shush him. 

“He was brushing off someone so hot just to hang with us? How cruel of you, Mikey.”

Marko had been the one to speak, pushing off his bike and approaching you. 

He had gone to reach for you, but Michael’s hand intercepted it. 

God, this was going to be an experience. 

–

David opened his arms, gesturing to his band of boys. Motioning to each one as he introduced. 

“This is Paul, Dwayne, and Marko.” 

You nodded, noting their names and pulling along Michael. 

“Great, we’ll be leaving now.” 

The one said to be Dwayne had stopped you, stepping in front of you and ceasing your escape. You looked up through eyelashes at him, a scowl overcoming your face once more. 

“I’m afraid I can’t allow you to leave without knowing your name, lovely.” 

Paul sauntered over, grabbing your arm and pulling you into him. 

“So..?”

“No.”

Michael went to speak but you glared, pointer finger held up to cease his talking. 

“I refuse to give you a name until you explain what’s going on with my brother and you all.” 

David smirked, eyes sharpening. 

“Alright then, we’ll explain everything. Let’s take a ride, boys.”

And that was all they seemed to want to hear, as their laughs started to sound out across the clearing. 

Marko threw out his hands.

“Who do you choose to ride with?”

“Preferably, none.”

But you had to admit, the boys were handsome, and roguishly charming. It was just the fact that they were somehow blackmailing Michael into staying near them. If not, you would gladly spend the night with any of them…or all of them. 

David laughed under his breath, but you saw the gesture. Sucking your teeth, you pointed to Marko. 

“I choose the wild curly blonde then.”

Marko looked shocked, pointing to himself before smiling wide. Cheering, he raced to your side before hauling you up bridal style. Screeching, you held onto his shoulders before slapping his back. He laughed the whole way to his bike, and once you made it, he dropped you on the back. Dropping in front of you, he looked back and smiled. 

“Hold on tight, gorgeous, we’re gonna be going fast.”

And that was all the warning you got before he took off faster than you’ve ever gone before. 

It was…

Thrilling. 

Yesterday was my birthday an I'm obsessed with the lost boys and think 1987 will always be superior and that was the theme I went crazy when I saw the cake #Tlb #dwayne #micheal #star #sam #marko #paul #david #frogbrothers #1987

Y O O O O O. O O O O

Shout out to my mom for forcing me to watch 80’s movies and this gem changing my life lolol