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beachy-writer · 2 years

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You’re A Challenge {Alan Frog X Reader}

A/n: I really hope y’all like this, I am way too obsessed with The Lost Boys rn and just need to write:)

Y/N POV:

“Why do you guys open so early?” I ask yawning as the two frog brothers begin to restock the books. “It’s 8:30. Most shops are already open” Edgar said towards me. “Yeah but still” I whined. I was sitting at the counter watching them.

“You could help us?” Alan suggested. “Fine” I sighed, shaking my head. I walked over to Alan with a cart full of The Fantastic Four comics. I grabbed a stack and started putting them on the shelf beside Alan. “I’ll be right back” Edgar said and walked into one of the back rooms.

Me and Alan continued to silently put the books onto the displays. That is until Alan broke the silence by saying “are you busy later today?”. “No why?” I asked while thinking ‘great, he’s gonna ask me to work an extra shift’. “I was wondering if you wanted to…um, hangout later?” He asked hiding his nervousness terribly. “Of course!” I said and smiled.

He looked kind of shocked. “Did you think I was going to say no?” I asked slightly amused. “I didn’t know what you were going to say if I’m being honest” he said and gave a rare smile. “What about the store?” I asked. “I talked to Edgar already” Alan said and got back to putting the books on the shelf.

Edgar came out of the back room and got back to his stack of books, looking over at me and Alan with a small smile every once and a while. We soon opened shop and and me and Alan sat at the counter. “What are our plans for tonight?” I asked Alan while sitting on a stool in front of him while he was leaned up on the counter. “You’ll like it” is all he said before he wandered off to find his brother.

Our friend Sam soon came into the shop and started talking to me once he saw me. “Hey Y/n” he said as he walked up in front of the counter. “Yo what’s up Sam” I said before the frog brothers walked over. “Hey” Edgar said, holding a few Superman comics. We talked for a bit until Edgar and Sam wondered off to go see the new copies of the Vampire comics we got.

“We’re gonna leave around 6 ok?” Alan asked, still standing at the counter. “Sounds good Froggy” I said and walked away to find Sam and Edgar, leaving Alan at the counter. I walked I to the back room and saw Edgar and Sam hovering over a box of comics. “Hey guys” I said as I entered.

“It it true you’re going on a date with Alan?” Sam turned his head and asked with a teasing smile on his face. “No, we’re just hanging out man, jeez.” I sighed. “Did you tell him it was a date Ed?” I asked the younger frog brother. “Mmm, no, i don’t think so” he replied still reading a comic. “Oh wait yeah I might’ve” he said plainly looking up briefly.

“Thanks” I said with a sarcastic/teasing smile. “No problem” he replied. Sam just laughed and Alan walked in silently. “What?” He asked when we all stared at him. “Nothing nothing” Sam said with a smile grin. Alan looked slightly confused until he saw Edgar trying not to laugh looking at his comic book. “Seriously Edgar” he rolled his eyes and left and Edgar started laughing along with Sam. “You two better go to the counter before a customer arrives.” I said and left the room.

I went out to find Alan while shaking my head. I found him in a storage room pacing. “God I’m so stupid. I shouldn’t have told Edgarrr. Now she thinks I’m weird ughh” He groaned in frustration with his hands behind his head, looking at the ground.

I walked up behind him and tapped him on the shoulder. He jumped and turned around quickly. “Don’t do that.” He said instantly. “Sorry” I said and slightly laughed. “What’s wrong?” I asked him after a moment of silence. “Nothing, what do you mean” he said and looked away from me. “You’re funny if you don’t know why I’m asking that.” I said.

He sighed and stayed quiet, “Come on let’s just leave early” Alan said and took my hand. He lead us out of the shop and towards the beach. “Did you hear that stuff I said in the storage room?” He asked still holding my hand. “Yeah, I don’t know why you were so upset” I said looking at our hands.

“I just didn’t want you to find out…that way at least” he said as he lead us to a rocky area under the boardwalk. “Is it true?” I asked him while we sat on a few rocks by the shore. “Is what true?” He asked even though he knew what I was asking. “That you wanted this to be a date?…that you like me?” I asked with a small bit of hope that it would actually be true. He stayed silent for a second before saying “what if I did like you…”. “I don’t think you understand” I told him rolling my eyes.

“Understand what?” Alan asked. “I’ve had the bigger crush on you for so long. How have you not noticed?” I asked Ik astonishment. “You…wait you like me?” He asked slowly with a look for confusion and slight hope. “YES. Oh my god! Jeez you’re a challenge!” I said hurrying my face in my hands. I looked at him through my hands and he just smiled and wrapped his arms around me.

I smiled into his shoulder and wrapped my arms around his neck. He smelt like old magazines and a faint smell of wood. “So does that mean we’re…?” He asked but didn’t finish after we pulled apart. “Dating? Yes” I said and laughed. “Sounds good to me” he said and got up. He gave me his hand and pulled me to my feet and started walking us back.

He continued to hold my hand on the way back to the store. By the time we had got back Ed and Sam had filled all of the shelves with comics. “Woah ho ho look at these two” Sam loudly whispered to Edgar. Edgar looked over and smiled at his brother. Alan sarcastically rolled his eyes with a small smile. “So you’re?” Sam asked. “Dating, isn’t it obvious?” Edgar said in an obvious tone to Sam.

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random-imagines-blog · 2 years

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Imagine Alan Frog developing a crush on you after finding out about your extensive vampire knowledge.

Every time that Edgar opened his mouth, Alan would give him a kick behind the counter. Mid-sentence, he kept trying to interrupt you and Alan wasn’t going to let that happen - you were spouting off things that he didn’t even know, nor did his brother, and that was what was getting Edgar riled up.

Edgar retaliated, slapping his brother’s leg under the counter, nearly getting him in the ground, causing him to buckle a little. His eyes showed the pain though he was trying to hide it. He put his hand out on top of the counter to keep himself steady and smiled, nodding along with what you were saying.

Your words came to a halt when you noticed that his smile looked more like a grimace and you realized how much you were rambling on about one of your favorite topics - vampires. “You know, if you didn’t want to hear about this stuff, you could have just said so - I know I can go on and on...”

“I was trying to-” Edgar was scowling.

“It’s alright, keep going,” Alan said, switching his hand to his elbow so he could prop his head up and listen in admiration. Edgar mumbled something about needing to check on a shelf and disappeared. Hesitantly, you did continue on, talking about how vampires hated garlic because of the chemical compound allicin, which works as a powerful antibiotic, working against the disease that is vampirism.

Alan felt like he should be taking notes or something. He never was one to do that in class, but class wasn’t as interesting or as good looking as you were. Besides, after this lecture, he was hoping to ask for your phone number so he could put forth a couple more questions.

Requested by: Anonymous

#Alan Frog #Alan Frog x reader #Alan Frog Imagines #The Lost Boys #The Lost Boys imagines #star trek #imagines #alanf

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19junewrites87 · 2 years

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Alan Frog x Reader

Requested by @paint-a-vulgar-picture

Word Count: 671

Warnings: Swearing

A/N: This is a short one compared to my other works, but I hope you all enjoy nonetheless.

NOT PROOF READ

“There they are, Alan.” Sam said as he, Edgar, and Alan peaked over the shelves of comic books towards Y/n L/n. “Now’s your chance.”

“What if they say no?” Alan asked, quickly glancing at his brother and friend. “I-I’ll feel terrible!”

“Just do it, chicken.” Edgar grunted.

“I’m not a chicken!” Alan defended.

“Then ask them out.” Edgar shoved Alan out into the aisle, making him stumble.

“Bit-” Alan began, but quickly stopped when he saw Y/n walking towards him. Sam and Edgar also saw this and scrambled to the other end of the aisle to watch.

“You okay?” Y/n asked. Alan stood straight up and rolled his shoulders back a bit.

“Yeah.” His voice cracked. He cleared his throat and deepened his voice. “I mean, yeah. Yeah, I’m all good.”

“Okay.” Y/n nodded. An awkward silence fell over the pair and Y/n shifted on their feet. Alan shifted his gaze towards his brother and Sam, who pointed at Y/n, mouthing ‘just do it already’ and ‘ask them out now’. Y/n saw that Alan’s gaze was beyond them, so they turned around to see what he was looking at. Sam and Edgar quickly saw this and they pretended to be reading a comic.

“I’m going to uh,” Y/n pointed towards the door. “Go now. See ya, Alan.” As they walked away, Edgar and Sam gestured for Alan to follow Y/n.

“Wait, Y/n!” Alan called out, making them turn around.

“Yeah?”

“I’ve been meaning to ask you something.” He said, hands becoming sweaty. Sam and Edgar glanced at each other and slowly, but not subtly, moved closer to the pair.

“Okay.” Y/n smiled, making Alan breathless.

“Do you-” Edgar and Sam were now laser focused on Alan. “Do you have any comic recommendations?” Edgar and Sam sighed, rolling their eyes.

“Don’t your parents own this shop?” Y/n asked, suspiciously. “I mean, you had to have read nearly everything in here already.”

“I-I mean yeah, but” Alan stuttered. “I just want to know what you’d recommend.”

“Oh,” Y/n shrugged. “Umm, I mean, I really like the X-Men series.”

“Really?” Alan smiled. “That’s awesome! Who’s your favorite character?”

“Professor X.” They smiled. “I know he’s like, the main character pretty much, but he’s still cool.”

“Yeah, totally.” Alan nodded. He glanced over his shoulder quickly and saw his brother glaring at him. “Actually, that’s not what I wanted to ask you.”

“Okay?” Y/n trailed off in confusion.

“Look,” Alan began. “I understand if you say no, but…” Y/n raised their eyebrows slightly, a small, unsure smile on their face.

“But, what?”

“Do you want to go out with me?” Alan choked out. Y/n laughed and the tips of Alan’s ears turned bright red. His face felt hot with embarrassment as his crush laughed at him.

“I’d love to!” Y/n said, a big smile on their face.

“What?” Alan asked in surprise.

“It took you that long to ask me?” Y/n laughed. “I’ve been waiting for you to ask me out for like… forever.”

“Really?” Alan asked. “W-what made you know I liked you?”

“You stare at me every time you see me.” Y/n said. “You always drop what you’re doing to come and talk to me…it’s pretty obvious if you ask me.”

“Wow.” Alan blushed harder. “So, uhh, what-”

“Meet me here tomorrow at 8.” Y/n said. “You can take me out for some ice cream.”

“Okay.” Alan nodded, a dopey smile on his face.

“But for now, I gotta go.” Y/n smiled, pointing with their thumbs towards the door. “My brothers are waiting for me.”

“Yeah.” He nodded once more, watching Y/n walk out of the shop towards her brothers, all four of them smirking in Alan’s direction.

“Bye, Alan!” Y/n waved from the back of a blond man’s motorbike. “See you tomorrow!” Alan waved back in disbelief. And with the roar of four engines, Y/n was gone.

#alan frog #alan frog x reader #alan frog imagine #x reader #the lost boys #imagine #gender neutral y/n #the lost boys imagine

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paperrretro · 1 year

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friends in strange places.

Pairings: Edgar Frog x Reader; Alan Frog & Reader

Word Count: 1,612 words

Warnings: Swearing, mentions of religion

“Fu –”

“Quiet,” Edgar demands.

You scowl, glancing around at the people sending you the typical weird looks before shouldering your backpack properly. “Stop creeping up on me like that.”

“Stealth is important for people like us,” Edgar tells you, frowning like you’re the one at fault for shrieking when he and Alan suddenly appeared behind your locker door. You’re about to snark out a reply when he continues brusquely, “We need to talk.”

“About what?”

“Not here,” Alan says lowly. “At the shop. Come on.”

“My place is closer,” you grumble, starting to walk down the hallway towards the back exit. When they don’t follow, you stop and turn around to tug them along with you. The sea of students part for the three of you as if you’re diseased. “Meaning we should talk there. Come on. My grandma’s out and made a shit ton of cookies last night, anyway.”

If Edgar and Alan seem to hurry along just a little more after hearing that last bit, you don’t comment on it.

Your home is just a five-minute walk from Santa Clara High, right at the street corner where the stop sign gets tagged every other weekend. Once you step through the door and toss your backpacks onto the living room couch, Alan heads straight to the kitchen while you keep Edgar back for a moment.

“Where’s Emerson?” you ask.

Edgar raises an eyebrow at you. “How would I know?”

“Well, he’s your new best friend, isn’t he?”

You are careful to keep your tone casual. You’ve hung out with Sam a few times by default, given that he and the brothers were strangely tight by the time you came back from a horribly boring summer vacation in Texas, and you were surprised to find that he was actually kind of normal. Aside from the fact that he believed in vampires too.

Despite living in Santa Carla for less than three months, Sam seemed to have a rapport with Edgar and Alan that it had taken years for you to develop. And although your grandma was delighted that your little trio had finally grown (Edgar and Alan were some kind of pet project for her and she always worried that you’d be influenced by them instead of the other way around), and you liked the Emersons, for some reason, it also irked you a bit.

Anyway.

“We have an alliance against the undead,” Edgar corrects you.

“I think it’s pronounced ‘friendship,’ Ed.”

His usual stony stare doesn’t flinch.

You roll your eyes and shrug. “Well, more food for us. Alan! Did you get the milk from the fridge?”

“Yeah,” he calls out, and it sounds muffled, like he’s already stuffed three cookies into his mouth. “It’s expired.”

Walking into the kitchen with Edgar, you watch Alan pour the so-called expired milk into three glasses.

“What date?” you ask.

“Yesterday. It’s still good. I tasted it.”

“Oh, okay.” Getting a pen, you scrawl a barely legible MILK onto the grocery list that your grandma had stuck onto the fridge with a magnet. Edgar passes you a cookie and a glass of milk. “So, what’s up?”

“We need to talk about what happened this summer while you were on vacation,” Edgar says.

Oh, god. Not this again.

With a sigh, you knock your head back. “Guys, I told you, it must have been some kind of satanic cult. Vampires aren’t real.”

“They are,” Edgar and Alan say in unison.

“Then how come the news hasn’t said anything about it by now?” you press. “Wouldn’t everyone know?”

“Not if the local government is infested with the supernatural. Or if vampires are capable of hypnotizing people.”

“Santa Carla is a haven for the undead,” Edgar insists. “How can you admit that extraterrestrials are real and not see the immediate threat right in front of us?”

Geez. “Because tons of people have seen evidence of aliens,” you say for the millionth time. “Because it’s talked about on the news. The Roswell incident. The disappearance of Frederick Valentich. Hell, Dr. MacGill told me he saw a UFO here five years ago and he’s a college professor. I’ve literally never heard anybody talk about vampires like that.”

“Vampires are not aliens,” Alan replies matter-of-factly.

You groan and take a giant bite of your chocolate chip cookie. This is why your grandma doesn’t like comic books and you have to smuggle them in your school binder.

It’s not that you think the Frog brothers are nuts – well, maybe a little, but no more than anybody else in Santa Carla. You like them a lot, and you look out for each other. But their stocks of holy water and garlic and wooden stakes take up a lot of space in their shared bedroom and it is hard to understand their adamance about spending their limited funds on vampire hunting instead of decent food.

“Look.” Edgar narrows his eyes and leans in toward you, his tone quiet and firm. “Whether you believe in them or not doesn’t make them any less real. Ever since we killed one tribe, we’ve become a target for the others. And you’re now a target by association. So either get with the program and let us train you, or get used to being under our protection.”

“Your protection,” you deadpan. “No way.”

“We’re serious,” Alan says. “Who else in this town’s going to protect you from vampires?”

“For free, no less,” Edgar adds.

Silently, you pull your crucifix out from under your shirt.

The brothers stare at it.

“… Jesus,” Edgar eventually mutters. “I mean, I guess.”

“If ‘being under your protection’ means hanging out more with you guys, I’m cool with it,” you state honestly, letting go of your necklace to let it hang out in the open. “And I’ll give you more holy water if you need it. But I’m not gonna walk around town with you two carrying stakes and breathing down my neck the whole time. That’s insane.”

Edgar exhales slowly through his nose. “You’re not taking this seriously.”

“I can’t. I’m sorry, okay?” You feel bad for brushing off their ideas and you feel even worse for smiling when their expressions are so grave, but part of why you’ve stuck together for so long is because none of you have ever lied to each other, and you’re not about to start now. “So thanks for worrying, but you don’t need to –”

Edgar suddenly slams his hands on the kitchen table and stands up. You startle at the sound.

“We’re not crazy, [Y/n].” His eyes are blazing as he jabs a finger at your face. “It wasn’t just a damn cult. We killed five actual bloodsucking vampires this past summer, and I know you would’ve died or been turned if you were there, because you’d still be calling bullshit until a vampire tore out your fucking throat.”

You simply sit there with wide eyes.

For a few more tortuous seconds, you hear nothing but the sound of Edgar’s furious breathing before he tears his gaze away and stomps off, swearing underneath his breath. The front door swings open and then slams shut.

Without a word, Alan stands up and follows suit.

You are left with three unfinished glasses of milk, a Tupperware still full of cookies, and an uncomfortable squeezing feeling in your chest.

—

You putter around the house for what feels like hours. Despite your initial thought that the brothers were going to go home, you find that they simply remain on your porch to talk. Eavesdropping proves to be a fruitless endeavor.

You’re lying on the living room carpet, fiddling with a Rubik’s cube, when the two boys come back inside.

Edgar mutters your name.

“I don’t think you guys are crazy,” you state without moving from your spot or looking at them.

“We know,” replies Edgar.

“You’re my friends.” You say this more quietly.

Neither of them say anything, but when you glance to the side, you see Edgar nod tersely and Alan shove his hands into his pockets. That relaxes you a little bit. Good. Not too much damage was done.

They join you on the floor, backs against the couch. And you wait for them to speak.

“We’re not going to let you get killed,” Edgar tells you straightforwardly. “I’m not going to have that on my conscience.”

“So, what does that mean?”

“We compromise,” Alan says. “We won’t keep tabs on you all the time.”

“But you should carry some holy water with you. And if you really have to go out at night, call us or go with your grandma.”

“Okay, fine,” you acquiesce. “I’ll be careful.”

Edgar rests his elbows on his knees. “It’d be better if you knew how to stake someone through the heart.”

“Being Catholic and not going out at night is enough for now, isn’t it?”

He fixes you with a withering look. You snort.

“It is,” he agrees reluctantly. A beat, then, “You’re not stupid. Or weak. You would’ve helped us and Sam if you were here last summer.”

At the uncharacteristic softness of his words, you stop playing with your Rubik’s cube and grin at him. “I know,” you respond, accepting the apology. “And I would have.”

Edgar’s eyes flick away from yours. He reaches up to scratch his cheek, and when you stare a little longer, you’re stunned to see a faint redness crawling across it.

“We’re good?” Alan asks you.

“Yeah, of course.” Pushing yourself into a sitting position with a grunt, you look back towards the kitchen. “So, are we finishing the cookies or what?”

Your friends nod. Everything continues on as it was.

#the lost boys #lost boys #edgar frog #alan frog #edgar frog x reader #alan frog & reader #lost boys fanfic #reader insert #80s imagine #the frog brothers are so unapologetically unhinged and i love it for them #but also they need uh. friends #where is sam? left school early for a dentist appt :)

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the-comfort-den · 3 months

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more characters

i added the lost boys to the list :]

we have: David, Marko, Paul, Dwyane, Sam, Michael, Alan, and Edgar

they, like this whole blog, is in my au, Sam, Alan, and Edgar are about 18-19 and just out of highschool(Laddie is like, 10 by this time and I just don't really want to write for him or Star lol(if I do write for Laddie its platonic only)

#the lost boys #the lost boys 1987 #the lost boys x reader #David tlb #Paul tlb #Marko tlb #Dwyane tlb #Alan Frog #Edgar Frog #Sam Emerson #Michael Emerson

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theyreonlynoodlesmike · 2 years

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It's Just a Movie - The Sequel: Part 15 (Poly!Lost Boys x Fem!Reader)

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Warnings: angst, exposition, situations not being handled well, certain truths being shared, dickhead Michael, see this is what happens when people can't communicate effectively, vampires

Word Count: 2.4k

They were slow and clear. He punctuated every syllable so there was no mistake in what he said as his smile slipped from his face. You watched his face harden, watched the way he gripped the table. You didn’t have to have a window into his mind to know that he was thinking about it. He didn’t even seem to notice the gasps from the main room, or the way the Frogs' faces changed.

Paul came closer and placed a hand on Markos shoulder. It was gentle, but even that made him flinch. The tallers voice was quiet, the quietest you’ve heard in awhile, as he said,

“Marko, c’mon-” But, Marko moved. He was pushing his arm away too hard, too quick, for this to be over.

“Oh, oh! And, Paul,” Marko looked to him, then back to the boys. Another smile was on his face, but it was all teeth. “You both killed him- With some help from Nanook." He added the last bit, maybe just so they wouldn't get too proud of themselves. "And, Dwayne,” Marko was moving, stepping back into the living room, and you shadowed him. You watched as he finally got to say what he’d been holding onto since he very first saw the original film. All this anger- It was pouring out at once. He shook a finger at Sam, and a humorless laugh left his lips. “Sam got Dwayne.”

Sam, who had been standing besides his mother, seemed to go blank with surprise the second those words hit him. When you looked at him, you watched the way his mouth fell for a moment. The little shake of his head, the look he cast towards his mother, and then the look he cast Dwayne. He was quick to look away, but you knew the thoughts that must’ve been crossing his mind. Even in the cave, Sam hadn’t wanted to hurt anyone. He was just a scared kid.

Marko was still going behind you, and you felt your eyes close with a sigh when he finished with,

“And, Michael, well,” Marko looked right at the brunette. “I’m sure you can guess.” The words were like a stake through the chest of the entire room. It was like the air had been sucked out, and no one said a word.

When you looked at Marko next, he looked deflated. With his anger gone, a hollow husk was left in its wake. He looked even more tired than before, and, worse, he looked like he'd given up trying to act like he wasn't. He rubbed his forehead, before rubbing both of his hands down his face. You could feel how tired he was, how much he just wanted things to be over. That was all he wanted, at the end of everything. For the nights before this had officially started, the long winter nights that felt like years ago instead of months.

"You can't blame us for things we didn't do." Michael said, and all you did was blink before David was across the room.

He was holding him up, so even Michael's taller form was lifted off the ground. David's face had shifted to sharp edges and deep-set yellow eyes, his fangs bared as the humans around him panicked and gasped. Lucy even let out a small scream.

"Is that really all you have to say, Michael?" He hissed, even as Sam tried to hit at him to let his brother down, as Lucy shouted for someone to do something, as the Frogs rushed towards the noise and commotion, as Michael yelped and tried to fight back.

But none of it mattered. Paul had the Frogs by the back of their shirts before they could get past the living room. Dwayne was pulling Lucy away, almost using his form to shield her. Marko was grabbing Star. It was a single hand on her arm, but you saw, in a flicker of a look between them, that it was all that she needed. And you went for Sam.

You didn't even think as you did it. You didn't know when, but you'd become a cog in their machine. It came to you naturally, like you knew what to do. The second you realized what you were doing, you faltered, but you still said,

"Sam, don't." But, he never listened, did he? It's why you had to hold his shoulder, pull him away from the two.

Just in time to watch a silver blade be pointed at Davids throat.

Everyone froze then, and you watched David's eyes look towards the face of the oldest Emerson. He was standing at about an arms length, a silver dagger ready to pierce David's throat. You could hear the low hiss coming from him just from it being near. A single touch, and it’d light David's skin aflame.

"Put my grandson down." Grandpa said. David stared at the Emerson every second it took to set Michael down on his feet. The look from before, the understanding between them? It was odd the way it was painted on their faces now. Like they knew what would happen if either of them made the next move. The carnage that would ensue. In fact, David had a pretty good mental picture of how it’d go exactly.

Neither of them said anything for a long moment. The humans barely breathed.

"I think you boys better leave." The words weren't a suggestion. David took a step back. It seemed, while both of them knew of the fight ahead of them, neither of them wanted it. Not now, at least. The boys swarmed their leader, and you took a step. Again, it was like it wasn't even a choice. Second nature. The next words pointed at you like the dagger. "Not you. I said my family'd look after you and I meant that." Grandpa's words stopped you in your tracks, and you glanced from him to David. It was starting to get hard now to tell where your thoughts ended and David's began. Hell, was he affecting your actions? Less blue, less red- More purple. You thought. Quickly, you blocked everyone from your head. "But, you boys, you need to sort out what side you're on." Grandpa said finally.

"She's on our side." Dwayne said defensively, and you heard a quick rumble of protests. Mainly from the boy you had held onto a moment ago and his friends. But, Stars voice cut clear through theirs.

"Not yet. She's a half." Star said, and the words were so familiar. No, you're not. You're like Laddie and me. You're not one of them until- But, it wasn't Sam cutting her off then. It was David. He scoffed and turned. You watched as he did, as he started to walk away.

"If you think any of them are above what we are, you're wrong, Star.” His steps echoed through the house, as clear as the sound of his voice. “You heard Marko. This is a room full of killers." You watched him, feeling the pull to follow his steps. To follow all of them towards the door.

You watched him look above you, and you didn't have to look up to see what he was glancing at. You could hear Laddie's heartbeat pattering up above, and you were sure his little face was peeking out over the balcony. You knew what David was going to say a second before he did, but nothing could’ve prepared you for the punch his words had.

"At least, we didn't go after Laddie.”

You couldn’t believe that he’d gone there. The words weren’t just targeted at the boys besides you, but the girl who’d defended you. You felt a cold sort of numbness creep over you as you realized what David was doing. He was always so petty. He had to have the last word, had to be the one that burned the bridge. It wasn’t over until he said it was. Flashes of the movie flickered through your head, and his words rang in your mind. How far are you willing to go, Michael?

You barely heard the gasp from Lucy, barely noticed how the humans shifted uncomfortably around you. All you could hear was Laddies heartbeat picking up speed. You could smell the sweat on his brow. The fear rushing through his veins as he gasped and froze up above.

“What the hell are you talking about?” Edgar said. It seemed while the threat of vampires had silenced Michael, nothing could get the Frog brothers to keep their mouths shut. David smiled for a second, as if something was funny to him. The others were stony and silent behind him, and the way they stared at the humans unnerved you. Davids eyes were trained on Stars. You knew why he was saying this, that this was the thing that truly would get under poor Stars skin. All because, what? She’d pointed out that you were a half? You didn’t realize the loosely-laced threat her words held.

“I believe their words were 'Death to all vampires. Maximum body count'." David said, like she’d need the clarification. This? This was crossing a line. Telling them about the movie was one thing, and even that was bad. But, about Laddie? You thought, to some degree, they knew that this little tidbit from the original script should’ve never been spoken about. When you glanced at Star, she was staring at David. She was silent, unmoving. Almost like stone. But her heartbeat? It was beating so hard in your ears that you couldn’t imagine what it sounded like in hers. Everything, all that she’d built in the past weeks, must’ve been crashing down around her at that moment. Everything she thought she knew about the people she lived with, the people in her life. You didn’t know whether it would be a kindness or make it worse if you told her it was the Frogs. How could you tell her? How could you put something like that on their shoulders?

David finally seemed satisfied. You couldn’t look at any one of the humans besides you when David asked,

"Tell them, y/n. Am I wrong?" You stared at him. You stared at the man you loved for a very long moment. You couldn’t believe what he’d done, you couldn’t believe him. And, the worst thing of all was that he was telling the truth.

"That wasn't necessary, David." Those were the only words you could muster. You knew you’d had eyes on you every second that you’d waited to answer him, eyes that were begging you to say that he was. That he was lying, that he was just being a monster. That’s what he was, wasn’t he? That’s what you felt like he was when you glanced over and caught a glimpse of Star closing her eyes as she turned away. You could hear the shakiness in the breath she let go, and you knew, whatever she’d been holding together, was finally shattering.

"Wasn't it?" David was at the door now. He glanced at you, before his eyes went back to Grandpa behind you. “Don’t worry, we’re going.” It seemed he hadn’t forgotten Grandpa’s threat, even if he hesitated by the door. You knew what he was waiting for. For you to take a step, to come with them. To choose them. But, your eyes were shifting to the boy on the landing above. When you met David’s icy blue eyes again, silently you told him,

Too far, David. You took it too far. And you went to try to start picking up the pieces of what David broke.

***

David sat in Max’s house. The chair he sat in was brand new, so new that David could smell it. It was a squeaky leather, one that was far too soft compared to his chair in the cave. He scratched at the leather of the arm, hoping one day to peel a hole into it.

He told himself again and again that he’d done what was necessary, what was right. But, he didn’t like it. He didn’t like having to break Star or scare Laddie, but, as Paul was ranting about, the Emersons were getting too close to old opinions.

“How could she have not heard it? Star said, ‘Not yet. She’s a half.’ What else could that mean?” He said as he paced around the room, going between a bottle and a joint as he did. David was mostly tuning him out, but he was right. They’d all heard the same thing when Star said those words. When she said that threat.

David was the head, wasn’t he? And what was the only sure-fire known way to cure a half? Killing the head.

If Star was going to start throwing around words like that, they needed to do something. They needed to squash that before it could gain any traction. By herself, Star wasn’t much. But, with the Emersons? They were dead. So, they had to sever the ties between them. And, the boys had been quick to know exactly how to do that. David knew exactly what button to press to make sure Star didn’t end up riling them up.

He was protecting you, his coven, but you hadn't noticed. He’d tried to tell you, but somewhere along that night you’d blocked him out. David hadn’t had time to run this by you. Hell, he shouldn’t have had to. He was only doing what he needed to in order to keep everyone safe. But, you were always so stubborn. You cared about the stupid Emersons. And, he hadn’t hurt anyone- He hadn’t even hurt Michael, even if he’d gotten a pretty good chance. He'd been mad in that moment, maybe let himself slip, but how else was he supposed to react? They'd laid down the big secret, the big reason they were upset, and all they'd gotten was a stupid, You can't blame us for things we didn't do. Like hell they could. And too far? Didn't you think the humans killing them was too far? He was starting to get himself riled up when someone stopped next to him.

“David, you did the right thing.” Marko said, and David finally looked away from the wall. The swirl of thoughts stopped, and he let them wash away. He looked at him, before he let out a breath through his nose. It was far from the worst thing he’d ever done, so why was it sitting with him? David knew why. He knew why this wasn’t sitting right, why this wasn’t something he could just gloss over. He just didn’t need Dwayne to say it.

“Then, why isn’t she here?”

#the lost boys #the lost boys 1987 #the lost boys paul #paul the lost boys #the lost boys marko #the lost boys dwayne #the lost boys david #marko the lost boys #david the lost boys #dwayne the lost boys #the lost boys x reader #michael emerson #sam emerson #lucy emerson #grandpa emerson #laddie #the frog brothers #edgar frog #alan frog

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cupids-diner · 1 month

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Masterlist!!

About me’s:

Introduction

The Mighty Ducks

Guy Germaine:

Sweaters and cuddles

The School Bus Graveyard

Logan fields:

Bows

Batman family

Nothing yet

My babysitter is a vampire

Nothing yet

OBX

Nothing yet

Young justice

Nothing yet

#aiden clark #alan frog #guy germaine #sam emerson #zack addy x reader #damian wayne x female reader #damian wayne x reader

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harmonyverendez · 9 months

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You are my brother ~ Edgar Frog x Sister Reader! ~ The Lost Boys: Tribe - Part 2

Title: You Are My Brother.

Warnings: Mentions of killing, sibling rivalry and other things.

Characters: Alan Frog, Edgar Frog, Sam Emerson, Michael Emerson ( Mentions ) and other characters.

Fandom: The Lost Boys Collection.

Summary: After finding out that you were bitten by a vampire ( Your Brother ) Edgar makes it his mission to destroy you, but fate has other plans.

Part 1 - https://www.tumblr.com/harmonyverendez/685060975448195072/imagine-being-edgar-and-alan-frog-sister-and?source=share

Both you and Edgar froze and looked in the direction of the voice, there was a tall shadow figure hiding in the shadow.

The person waited for a moment, it was almost as if the figure was hesitating and waiting for a demand.

You narrowed your eyes trying to make of the face, but nothing.

It was pitch black and no hope.

' Who ever it is, come on out!" Edgar growled.

' I don't think I can do that ' the voice said.

Your eyes widened, you recognize the voice instantly. It was your ex, Sam Emerson.

You and he use to be a couple, but after being bitten by your brother Alan.

He has changed.

So he broke up with you and left, and that was the last time you saw.

At least until now.

' Come on out, Sam. You and I have unfinished business to discuss!'.

You gulped and watched as your ex-lover step out of the shadow.

You gasped at his appearance, he did not look the same as before.

But you could recognize his baby blue eyes from anywhere.

Sam Emerson.

' Brave enough to show your face around here, huh Sam?' Your brother gasped.

You turned slowly and blocked Sam's body with yours. But it was too late, your brother has eyes on Sam.

Someone would die today.

Rather it was you or him.

Sam did his dirty talking and ran full speed at Edgar, but it was too late, your brother pulled out crossbow and shot it through Sam's heart.

Sam was dust the next seconds later.

Tears filled your eyes,as you dropped to floor and held the ash in your hand.

You didn't care that your back was turned and that Edgar was ready to kill you.

Or that you were exposed his weapon.

You just wanted your Sammy back.

' Any last words?' Your brother asked.

You didn't say anything.

Edgar raised the weap ready to kill you, but a white light flashed through the room.

Both of you shielded your eyes from the light and a few seconds later, a voice spoke up.

' No one is dying tonight? '.

You gasped.

You recognized that voice instantly.

It was your other brother -

Alan.

#Sam Emerson #The Lost Boys: Tribe #edgar frog #alan frog #vampire #killing #crime #blood and gore #the lost boys:the thirst #angst #sibling rivalry #sam emerson x reader #alan x sister reader #edgar x sister Reader

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ghoastixx · 2 years

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Hii :) , could you please do an Alan Frog/Male reader comforting fluff for a reader who struggles with mental health and is easily drained or overstimulated due to anxiety and autism? Maybe they just get overwhelmed by how busy the boardwalk is and Alan has to remove them from the situation and comfort them.

Alan Frog with a male reader

Comfort

Of course!! Thank you so much for the request!! I’ve never written for the Frog Brothers before so I hope that this is satisfactory! <3 -Ghost

Cw: anxiety attack• getting yelled at•

It was a busy night on the boardwalk. It was summer break, so to say that it was just a busy night was an understatement. It was packed. Tourists, locals, rowdy teenagers who didn’t have anything better to do during their time off, and parents who didn’t know what to do with their children. You surprisingly had off work tonight. You decided to go off to visit your friends at their comic book shop. When you walked in, the owners were passed out by the T.V. as usual, and your friend, Edgar Frog, was working the front.

“Y/N, you have off?” You nod and go up to him.

“Where’s Alan? He’s usually out restocking.” Edgar nodded towards the back.

“So, you want in?”

“In what? What are you two up to?” Alan walked out from the back room.

“Hey, Y/N.”

“Alan, what’s your brother talking about?” Edgar cut in.

“A new kid recently moved here, said he was from Phenix, he thinks his brother is a bloodsucker.”

“Wait, hold on. Some kid told you that he thinks his brother is a vampire?”

“Turned.. vampire. Not fully a vampire. He fits all the requirements, bad breath, long nails, sun light intolerance.” You looked at the other frog brother, taking in the information.

“Okay, so what is this supposed to mean? What are you guys going to do?” Edgar started again, he was the most extroverted out of the two of them and he seemed to almost always have a plan.

“Alan is going to go out and see if he can spot any sketchy behavior, we’re going to try and find out who the head vampire is. We’re going to go try and get information. You should go with Alan.” Alan looked at you and smiled, presenting you with the offer. You thought on it for a moment, sure it was a little busy out, but you’d be with your friend. You’d be okay, what was the worst thing that could happen? So, you followed Alan out of the shop and back onto the boardwalk.

You underestimated how busy it actually was out tonight. Alan seemed fine, he was looking out for any sketchy behavior, staying on task. You seemed to be struggling to focus on one thing no matter how much you tried to hide it. There were just so many people everywhere, so many lights and sounds and fights, it was overwhelming. That’s when you accidentally ran into somebody. It wasn’t bad, no one was knocked over, it was just a slight nudge, but the woman who was nudged was pissed.

“Excuse me young man! You need to watch where you’re going!”

“I’m sorry ma’am, it was an accident-”

“Don’t make excuses! This was no accident! You younger generation are just all so rude and selfish.” She continued to yell at you. Your vision started to blur as your eyes began to wet. You tried to focus on your breathing but it seemed out of your control.

“Are you crying! Pull yourself together. Are you a boy or a girl? Boys aren’t supposed to cry.” She just wouldn’t shut up, it was only a slight nudge.

“Hey Y/N, what do you think about those biker guys? They seem kind of off.” Alan looked over but to his dismay, you weren’t there. “Y/N?” He looked around, where were you? Then he spotted you getting yelled at by an older woman. He rushed over. “Y/N, what’s going on?” You stayed quiet, the woman clearly had more to say.

“This idiot ran right into me with no regard to how I was just standing there! He can’t even make out a word.” She scoffed and finally walked off. Alan looked over at you.

“Y/N? Are you okay.?” You shook your head, a ‘no.’ Alan looked around and spotted an empty area towards one of the restrooms. “Come on, let’s go over there.” He grabbed your hand gently and led you over to the cleared out area. You both sat on the ground. “Take some deep breaths, take your time calming down.” You closed your eyes and focused on your breathing, eventually calming down. “Do you want to talk about it?” You looked up at him.

“I’m okay now, I just got a little overwhelmed. There’s a lot of people and things going on, and that lady didn’t really help.”

“She was a dick.” You laughed a little bit and wiped your eyes.

“I’m sorry that I acted like that, that was dumb of me.”

“Hey, don’t apologize. It’s not your fault, Y/N. I’m sorry I didn’t notice sooner, I didn’t really see anything anyways. It’s getting late, why don’t we go back to the shop and talk to Edgar.”

“Okay, thank you, Alan.”

“Of course, come on.”

You two went back to the shop, this time everything went smooth enough. You were glad to have Alan, and hopefully next time when you went out hunting, it would go smoother. But you knew that if it didn’t, you’d have the Frog Brothers to help you out.

-Ghost.

#fanfic #fanfiction #the lost boys #the lost boys fanfiction #the lost boys x reader #alan frog #Alan frog the lost boys

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supernatural-thingz · 8 months

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On Fire

Part 1

Part 2

@supernatural-thingz

Lost boys x hellhound!reader

(Sorry for grammar and spelling mistakes🙃)

Comment if you want a part 2 and/or let me know what you think

My 1st time writing for TLB so 😅

🔥🔥🔥

It’s said that vampires often require guardians during the day while they sleep. The tales often say that the hounds of hell are used for this purpose but so many humans assume they're dogs. That's what the Frog brothers and the Emerson's counted on that night when they came to the cave. They never expected to see a girl with (your hair color) hair curled upon the couch with a book upon entering the vampires lair. At first they assumed she was a victim. Maybe someone they kidnapped and kept hostage. They were very very wrong.

As the Frog brothers and Sam Emerson descended down into the cave, y/n immediately sensed them. They smelled of fear,holy water and garlic. Crazy kids. Garlic is such an out dated reference when it comes to vamps. Y/n smirked as she closed her book and acknowledged the intruders for the first time "You know, it's very rude to enter someone's home uninvited and armed" she stares intensely at the 3 boys armed with stakes, holy water and who knows what else. Edgar was the first to speak up, "I wouldn't call this hole in the ground a home but I guess bloodsuckers can't be too picky. Who are you? We can get you out of here." He asks with his hand on a stake, ready to defend himself and his fellow hunters. Y/n laughs as she stood up from her place in the couch. "And what makes you think I want out of here? What if this is my home too? You think you're so smart but you're all just kids." Y/n watched them closely as she spoke. She noticed their body language and their unspoken words that were communicated by stares and looks. Alan stepped towards her holding a stake "Then that makes you a blood sucker and we are here to kill you all" He threatened as he leaped towards y/n with the stake and plunges it into her chest. She looks down at the stake in her chest and then back at the boys in front of her. "Bad move,boys" she smirked before her whole body was engulfed in flames and the stake soon turned to Ash and fell out of her chest. She strode towards them and growled loudly as her eyes glowed and the flames around her intensified. The boys fell back in surprise and scrambled to get back up. "If you ever even think of coming back here again, I'll barbecue you all!" Y/n warns as she stepped towards the boys. She opened her jaw and snarled with wolf like fangs before running at them. The boys ran out as fast as their feet would carry them. Once she was sure they were gone, she calmed the flames on her body and was left covered in soot and ash. She quickly through on a tshirt and some sweatpants before throwing her hair up into a mess bun. Y/n made sure they were long gone. She walked the outside of the cave and tracked their scents back to the main road. The threat was gone.

As she entered the cave, a mess of blonde came walking out of the sleeping chamber. Paul. "I heard your growl, sweets. Is everything OK?" Paul asked as he walked to meet y/n at the couch in the middle of the cave. She sighs and plops down on the couch. "Those Frog kids. They have guts. I'll give them that" she explained as Paul plopped down next to her on the couch. "What!? Those little shits! Did the hurt you?" Paul asks as he frantically grabs her and starts checking her body for injury. As he moved her tshirt, he saw the faint scar on her chest from where the stake had been. He stood up quickly clenching his fists "They're fucking dead!! They stabbed you!? Who do they think they are!?" Paul paced as he started planning the different ways he'd rip them apart. The rest of the boys stumbled out of the sleeping chamber and looked around, trying to figure out what the hell was going on. "Care to explain the yelling?" David asked as he approached y/n and Paul. "Those boys fucking attacked her, man! Staked her in the chest! When I find them.." Paul rambled on before David finally snapped at him "Paul!! She's a hell hound for fucks sake! She's OK!" David said trying to calm down the blonde vamp along with the other boys who were inspecting y/n for more injuries. "I'm OK, loves. I promise" y/n said as she showed them her fading scar "Just a scratch" she held her hand out to Paul who was still pacing around and he immediately was drawn to her.

He sat down next to her and held her cheek with his hand. "I know you're a bad ass hell hound and you're suppose to protect us or whatever but baby you're not just a guardian. Not to me.Not to any of us" Paul explained as he stroked her cheek. She leaned into his touch and closed her eyes, finding comfort in his touch and in his words. She kissed the palm of his hand. "I understand Paulie. I know this situation isn't easy for any of us. This isn't how it's supposed to be. I'm supposed to protect and guard you guys. Not..." Y/n trailed off as her eyes dropped to the floor. Marko kneeled down I front of her and placed a hand on her knee. "Be the love of our lives? Our reason for being? Our purpose on this earth? Listen, Mí Amore. None of us expected our mate to be a bad ass hell hound like you and I know you didn't expect to find your mate as a vampire,never mind 4 of us but it is no longer your job to protect us. We protect each other. We are here for each other. You're never on your own" Marko comforted. Y/n felt tears prick at her eyes. "I got you all. Forever. I'd rather get stabbed 10 times over than see any harm come to any of you" she looked around the room at her boys as she spoke.

Dwayne wrapped his arms around her shoulders and kissed her neck comfortingly. "Let's just agree to do the best we can to not get hurt. Any of us." Dwayne reassured as he traces y/n's scar with his finger. David sat down on the other side of the couch next to y/n. "Doll, we will take care of this" David promised as he grabbed hold of her hand. A comfortable silence fills the cave as her boys clung to her in their own ways. "You did an awesome fucking job protecting us tho, Princess. Thank you" Dwayne said as he kissed her head. All the boys nod and agree with Dwayne. "Yeah! What a good puppy!" Paul exclaims before rubbing y/n's head like she's a dog. Y/n's eyes sparked and sent a tiny flame to Paul's cheek. "OWW! OWW!" Paul screeched as he jumps up and pats his cheek like he's putting out a 4 alarm fire. "Bad puppy!!" He scolds as the other boys just laugh and hold on to their incredible mate. "Call me puppy again and you go bald" y/n threatens causing the other boys to continue laughing. Paul walked towards her biting his lip and grabs hold of her chin "You like my hair to much to do that,baby. Then you'd have nothing to hold onto" Paul winks at her before kissing her nose and y/n blushed, left totally speechless. David laughed and shook his head as he stood up. "Come on boys. Looks like we have frog on the menu tonight." David smirked at his little pun and kissed y/n before slipping outside into the dark night. Dwayne and Marko kissed her before following David but Paul remained standing in front of her. " Stay out of trouble while we're gone? Read your book. Stay put and I'm sure we will make it worth your while when we get back,sugar" Paul smirks. "I'm done with trouble for the night. I'll stay put" y/n says as she picks up her book and uses it to try and hide her obvious blush. Paul laughs and moves the book away from her face to kiss her lips. "Well I hope you still got a little trouble left in you cuz I'm sure we'll be causing some later" Paul smirks before he kisses her forehead and heads outside to meet the rest of the boys.

#poly!lost boys x reader #poly!lost boys #poly lost boys x reader #marko the lost boys #paul the lost boys #the lost boys x reader #the lost boys x y/n #the lost boys x you #lost boys #david the lost boys #dwayne the lost boys #lost boys 1987

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mayonnaise2004 · 1 year

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Sam Emerson with a trad goth s/o

I LOVE THE TRAD GOTH STYLE😭❤️❤️❤️❤️

Sam first laid eyes on you in the frogs comic book shop.

You were looking through the horror comics, a place Sam wouldn’t go even if he was offered a chance to move back to Phoenix.

There was a feeling of someone’s eyes burning into the back of your head, you were used to the stares, but when you turned your head you saw a boy your age.

He wasn't giggling with a group of friends, his face wasn't one of disgust. He was just staring at you.

His fashion style wasn’t the… greatest, but he seemed nice so you smiled and walked away, gently nudging his shoulder with yours.

The two of you didn’t properly have a conversation until Nanook got out and ran up the street.

The moment sam saw you had Nanook gently by the collar, walking towards him he wanted to hide his red face and run.

But he didn’t. He awkwardly walked towards you until you two were face to face

“Hey, Is this your dog? I’ve seen him follow you around.” The first sentence you said made him automatically think ‘I’m talking to a angel’

You handed over Nanook before the two of you awkwardly stood there for a moment, Sam finally mustered up the courage to ask “i.. think your really pretty, do you want to get a milkshake some time?” You grinned before shuffling your booted foot “like a date?” “Yeah, like a date.”

So Sam showed up in his ‘best’ clothes, and you showed up in yours. Let’s just say the people at the diner were pretty confused to see someone who looked like they just walked out of a crayola factory, and someone who looked like they were going to a funeral.

The two of you got to know eachother before you realized how late it was. You apologized and thanked Sam for the great time. Before sliding him a folded sticky note.

Sam walked home before he closed his bedroom door, sliding down it as he placed his hand against the black lipstick mark on his cheek. He unfolded the sticky note to reveal a phone number, Your phone number.

The two of you became official a few weeks later.

NOW ONTO THE DATING HCS!!!

Lucy thinks your the sweetest thing ever, She thought you were a tad bit odd when you first came over, but your apart of the family now!

Micheal doesn’t know what to think of you, But you make Sam happy. So that’s all that really matters.

Edgar and Allan though you were a vampire when Sam introduced you to them. Turns out it was the white face paint.

Will steal your jewelry and wear it out.

He LOVES your confidence, how you keep your head held high as people give you side eyes.

If you like heavy metal, he might complain at first, but he gets used to it.

Sleepovers!!! His window is close enough to the roof so you can climb onto it. So you two make a fort up there<3

Your parents don’t like Sam, They think he’s distracting you for school.

Matching rings/necklaces

Putting eyeliner on him<3

Trying to scrub the dog hair from your clothes

#80s #sam Emerson x 80s goth reader #80s goth #x reader #sam emerson #the lost boys 1987 #Edgar frog #alan frog #trad goth #grunge

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n30nwrites · 8 months

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Bring Me To Life (Prologue)

Summary: Against all odds, you've survived. Having graduated high school and moved out of your Parent's place, your sibling decides to join you for the summer, and your first stop is Santa Cruz in California, you had always wanted to live there anyways so why not now that you're experiencing freedom? One problem: This doesn't look like the 21st century, instead it looks like a scene from your favorite movie, in fact it looks exactly like your favorite movie.

How are you meant to survive in the murder capital of the world? With vampires of all things, and your sibling hates this movie.

a/n: prologue for this fanfic, this will also be on AO3 and wattpad. Preface for this, fuck Max :}

Reader: Male Reader, uses Y/N, third person.

Oc uses they/she pronouns. Will be using both, Y/n refers to them as both sibling and sister, which is okay

Fandom: The Lost Boys

Pairing(s): Michael Emerson x Reader, Paul x Reader, Dwayne x Reader, Marko x Reader, David x Reader, Sam Emerson x Nonbinary! Oc, Edgar Frog x Nonbinary! Oc, Alan Frog x Nonbinary! Oc,

It was one thing moving the United States to California by yourself, it was another thing bringing your 15-year-old sibling with you, not to live with you, but to stay just until summer was over and school was starting again, your parents believed it would help with their 'rebellious streak'. That streak being that they just don't care enough to do class work and keep staying up all night playing video games, therefore they fall asleep in class.

Nik had a firm belief in changing the radio whenever any song that they didn't like came on, and you had a firm belief that your sibling needed to shut up because you liked your music and if you had to drive without some good tunes you would probably turn into the next psycho on the news.

You two did listen to similar music, but for this trip it was specifically 80s and 90s songs that you shouted loudly, windows were rolled down because the air conditioner in your car didn't work. It was small and shitty and cost a year of pay, thankfully your parents were there to let you live rent free. One of the few things you could be thankful for.

"Do you know how to be quiet?" Your sibling groaned, their jacket wrapped around their body despite how hot it was, "Put on Hozier, or Doja, hell I'll even take Taylor Swift over this... What is this shit?"

'Cry little sister'

"I know damn well you aren't talking to me about my music taste-"

'Thou shall not fall'

"What's wrong with mine?"

Come, come to your brother

"It's literally only tiktok songs, half of them aren't even good."

'Thou shall not die'

"At least I don't say 'They sung this on Glee'"

'Unchain me, sister'

"Every hot, mentally ill, gay person went through a Glee faze."

Thou shall not fear

"I didn't"

'Love is with your brother'

"That's why I said hot."

'Thou shall not kill'

You quickly stuck your tongue out in a childish way, before looking back into the road, ignoring your sibling who mumbled and repeated your words. "Theres a reason we're heading to Santa Cruz. Found a nice place right near the beach so we can-"

"Sleep all day, and party all night. I know, you've said it hundreds of times." Nik had heard the phrase from you so many times, you had tried to show them your favorite movie, even almost tricked them into it, but they were quick to leave the room. They simply hated it because you loved it, something you were forced to accept about them.

The car ride became silent as you got closer, to fill it, Nik had turned up the radio as it switched to a different song.

"Finally some MJ." The beat of Billie Jean came in, causing you to start tapping your hands to it as your merged.

"She was more like a beauty queen from a movie scene" The two of you belted the lyrics, switching over the 80s playlist to one consistently of Michael Jackson. "I said don't mind, but what do you mean, I am the one" you shook your head, "Who will dance" you turned to your sibling and sung the words to them before turning back, repeating it each time you sung, "on the floor" again "in the round?" and then turned back, "She said I am the one, who will dance on the floor in the round"

The house that you bought with a loan wasn't the biggest, at least not compared to your parents house. Two bedrooms, One master and One guest, and 1 in a half bathrooms. The half bathroom was connected to the master bedroom, which Nik tried to get but was quickly locked out. They would be staying in the guest room, while you set it up they would help. They were also supposed to attempt to find a job this summer, as their parents wanted Nik to learn some responsibility.

"Okay, change outfits, shower if you need to! We are going to the beach!" You were excited, thrumming almost. You felt as if you belonged.

"I'm tired."

"Party all night!" You yelled, grabbing a suit case filled with your clothes. The two of you didn't have a lot. A few suitcases filled with clothes, and then a few boxes for the rooms. You didn't even have mattresses yet.

"Let's just sleep a bit." A nap did sound good, you didn't have the best sleep due to the anxiety about the drive.

"Fine, a nap! I'm setting an alarm." Nik went into your room, both of you grabbing the blankets and laying them on the floor, setting up some pillows and collapsing as soon as you could.

Instead of waking up to your alarm, you woke up to Nik shaking your shoulder, harsh rain hitting the window and the house was shaking.

"The doors are opening."

You stood up quick, running out of the bedroom to the backdoor refusing to close. You pushed against it but it quickly fell open, so you held the door. "Grab the heavy boxes." Nik followed through, pushing against the doors as lightning flashed. "It wasn't supposed to storm."

"Don't they get Hurricanes here." A siren went off, "Well-"

"Not another tornado." You groaned. You had your fair shair of them, being where your from. "We need to grab our shit, head to the basement."

The house shook again, you two grabbed your phones and chargers, rushing down into the basement that still had cobwebs. Nik almost ran upstairs at the sight of them, claiming they would rather take their chance with the tornado. You had to basically pulled them down as you two sat in the basement, the house shook as you two fell to the ground, hitting your heads.

Your eyes rolled back, your vision turns black as your body hits the ground. Your siblings hand lays against yours as their body falls onto you, and in that moment, you had gone through the impossible.

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universallydestinytaco · 10 days

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Even More SF Fanfic Prompts!!

Y’all voted and I listened!! Here goes nothin’!! ALSO Please refrain from making any of these NSFW okay?

Note: For those just joining me, Charlie’s girlfriend is referred to as Susan for convince’s sake + Smormu never died and came out as transfemme.

Alan and Glep go grocery shopping, Alan is driving the cart and Glep is hopping around inside the little basket a little kid would sit inside of.

Folklore AU with Charlie as James (not to be confused with that one asshole…), Susan as Betty and Pim as August.

Jennifer x Shrimp but make them wholesome yuri.

Jennifer, Susan, Mustard, Smormu, Amy, Marge and her wife Glep on a girl's night out...and Amy, being the absolute bitch she is, she greatly annoys the other three (feel free to add Yuri!Shrimp if desired).

Mr. Boss drinks from the fountain of youth and transforms into a 30-something again and OMG he’s this suave Anime bishie and he is like so totally hot you guys!! 🥰

Charlie and Susan have officially broken up, Pim (repressing his own jealousy) attempts to get the back together by setting them up together without the other knowing at Spaghetti Disco with “secret admirer” letters but Charlie starts to reciprocate feelings for Pim realizing he wrote the letter…oh and you bet there’s totally gonna be angst via miscommunication, hurt/comfort, a chaotic food fight and homosexual fast dancing (inspired by @oui-oui-madame-baguette).

Mr. Frog robbing a casino in Las Vegas x Shamelessly opportunistic gold digger!Reader who is given the choice to either ruthlessly backstab him or genuinely make a connection.

Pim is just a regular guy making people smile and secretly pining over Charlie by day….but nobody knows that the little smiley face button pinned on his shirt is actually a henshin he uses to transform into his magical alter ego who fights off supervillains every night, he also has an arch-rival who is more of the classic lone wolf anti-hero type: now this dude doesn’t have any superpowers but he specializes in cool gadgets while donning a badass mask….he is also totally NOT crushing on Pim’s alter ego! Pim is (not all that) shocked to find out the civilian identity of this tall, dark and cynical is under the cowl! (It’s obviously Glep /jk we all know it’s Charlie)

Mer!Pim falls in love with Cha- *record needle scratch* waaait a second that’s just one of my own silly little AU fics I’m working on ALSO speaking of which y’all can check out the preview to here! Spread the word!!

#smiling friends #charpim #charlie dompler #pim pimling #smiling friends charlie #smiling friends pim #smiling friends alan #smiling friends glep #smiling friends mr boss #smiling friends mr frog #smiling friends smormu #fanfic prompts #adult swim

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19junewrites87 · 2 years

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June's Masterlist

The Lost Boys

Poly! Lost Boys x Reader that naps all the time

Alan Frog x Reader "Nervous"

Stranger Things

Eddie Munson x Teen mom! reader

Eddie Munson x Pregnant!Henderson reader Pt.1

Eddie Munson x Pregnant!Henderson reader Pt.2

Eddie Munson x Pregnant!Henderson reader Pt.3

Eddie Munson x Pregnant!Henderson reader Pt.4

Eddie Munson Finding Out You're Bi

Updated 8-29-22

#masterlist #stranger things #eddie munson #imagines #x reader #the lost boys #alan frog #marko lost boys #paul lost boys #david lost boys #dwayne lost boys

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bloodthirstybatty · 1 year

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Downpour

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Leona x reader

Hurt/comfort

Disclaimer: I have dyslexia, given that my writing can suck. Please be mindful of this, thank you!🙏❤️

TW: depression and mention of suicide.

A/N

I was originally going to make this a multi-character fanfic but I realized with my dyslexia it's easier for me to only write for one character. I picked Leona because I find comfort in him so it's a bit of a self-insert/vent fanfic of how I would feel if I was yuu.

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Downpour

It was raining cats and dogs, you ran fast trying not to trip and fall from the slick ground. You decided your best chance is to run to the botanical garden since it was close by, you turn left and blotted towards the door of the garden.

Catching your breath, you look around to see the rain hit the dome of the gardens, it was beautiful and peaceful. Walking you think about what earlier, you and Crowley got into a disagreement, the showers were getting less hot from the boiler being ancient and your flip phone was cutting off all the Time, so you went to Crowley to ask for an upgrade. He then called you ungrateful and that you should be more understanding on how hard he is working to get you home, that you should realize that your stuff cost school money, and that you could have been on the streets if it wasn't for his kindness... You were tried, very tried. Not just from the argument you had with Crowley but everything, school, tasks from Crowley, ramshackle falling apart, over lots, being belittled for not having magic, etc... You were depressed, you felt alone and felt that nobody truly had your back, even grim sometimes.

You continued to walk around the garden when you spotted a certain someone's tail, it was Leona's. There he lay asleep, peacefully snoring, you stared for a minute before you decide to sit next to him so you could have some company while doing your homework. As you were doing your work you couldn't stop crying a little, tears fell and hit your paper and you sniffle causing the lion next to you to stir in his sleep. you got startled by it, you thought you awakened the lion, you started to hypervalent, you didn't want to cause your hyperventilation to fasten, you started to cry from it, you were freaking out, you were having a panic attack. Just then the lion next to you arose, however, you didn't notice he did.

"Are you crying?", "huh?" you froze, you thought you just made another person mad at you. "are you crying?" he repeated, "i- a no, no I'm not," you said in a panic. "yes you are I can see it, you have tear stains on your homework" "I'm fine, it's just allergy" "no it's not your having a panic attack, your heart is racing and your shaking like a leaf" "i-" you couldn't get any words out, your panicking started to worsen. Leona shifted his body he was now close to you, he looked into your eyes "tell me" you stared into his eyes stunned, you could believe it, leona king scholar was considered for you, generally considered! He was the first person that saw your true discomfort. Taking a deep breath you began to speak.

"i-i, sorry" you took another deep breath to get rid of the frog in your throat, talking about feelings was hard for you, you never really talked to anyone about them in your life, and you mostly found ways to overcome your feelings. "so?" "did you and grim get in a fight?" looking back up to leona you said "no, no I and grim are fine, we didn't get into an argument, actually me and that damn bird did" you huffed. "what did that bird do to you to be all worked up?" your tears started again, just thinking about it was tough. "he called me ungrateful! I just went to him because my water was not getting hot and my phone is a busted piece of crap, then he called me ungrateful, and that he had to spend school money to get me those things. He also said he cant solve every lotion of mine since he's already trying to solve how to get me home!" your voice was now horses from your ranting, but you didn't feel better from it. "your not ungrateful herb- uh y/n" you bit your lip and looked away "maybe I am, tho.. Like I could have been in the streets, if it wasn't for Crowley" "no your not! Stop saying dumb things" "im sorry" you mumbled. Still crying you turned back to leona he look serious, a different kind of serious unlike usual. "I can tell you have more to say, this isn't all that's troubling you, go on spill" "that's true there is more.." "well?"

You fiddled around trying to calm down, you knew if you didn't you would sob. You tried to take several deep breaths but you were still shaking so you decided to spill, "im tried!" "im tried of everything!" "im tried of this school, of living in ramshackle, of overblots" you shaking sobbed taking a deep breath you begin to speak again "im tried of always being called hero from saving people from overblots!" "i-i- IM TRIED OF LIVING!" you shouted, "im tried of life, I want to disappear for good, I don't want to be here" you wiped your tears away but they were like a river, sniffling you squeezed you risk to stop you from panicking. You then looked up at leona, you thought you said to much but his eyes were soft, he then spoke "your feelings are valid, you shouldn't have to be going though this, you didn't choose to" he then stood putting his hand out for you, you reached it and he pulled you up into a hug, leona kingscholar was hugging you! You felt relief flow through you, all your worriedness left your body, you felt peace. Leona the pulled way "if anything is troubling you come to me first okay, I'll help you resolve it" "thank you leona" you smiled. He then pulled your hand to make you follow him "the run stopped lets get something to eat, I'll pay."

Later that week you had a better phone and your plumbing was fixed, all thanks to Leona, you felt grateful. You have to now had protect you, you don't have to worry now. Leona and you also stared to hang out more, eating lunch and sitting in the garden.

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A/n

I hope you liked it! I tried to write it on how I thought leona would actually acted in a situation like this, I want to have him pull you down to nap with him but I don't this he's the type to do that unless you were dating. I also know Leona is canonly protecful and keeps his eye out on others, he doesn't say it but he shown sides of it.

If you want me to wrote more stuff then please put in a submission, also comment down below what you thought of the story!! ❤️❤️❤️

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland leona x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #leona kingscholar #leona kingscholar x reader #Spotify

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