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Water Might be Thicker Than Blood

The Lost Boys x Fém! Reader

Chapter 2

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Day turned into night.

(Y/N) and her family spent the rest of their time on the beach and at the boardwalk. Michael was probably looking for music stores or shops that sold parts for his off-roading bike, Sam was probably just following him like a lost puppy. (Y/N) stayed with Lucy thinking it’d be the smarter option. While walking around (Y/N) noticed all of the missing posters stacked over one another on walls and powerlines. Most of the people in the posters were just teenagers, with a few adults. Before she could look at them anymore her attention was taken by a little boy in the middle of the walk way calling out,

“Mom! Mom! I can’t find my Mom!”

Lucy walked ahead of (Y/N) and up to the boy, asking, “What the matter? Are you lost?”

(Y/N) grabbed the boy’s hand and assured him, “Don’t worry little dude, let’s go find your mom.”

As she said those words she met the eyes of four tall strangers heading into a video store. There was an off putting feeling as they all gazed in her direction. Lucy started walking the same way they did into the video store. (Y/N) followed suit with the small child still in hand.

“Excuse me, I wonder if you could help us,” Lucy asked, getting the attention of the store clerk, “This little boy is lost and we were wondering if his mother might be in here?”

“Well, I don’t really know…” The tall man in glasses started.

Just then a woman came running in frantically, “Terry! I was so worried. Don’t run off, Terry,” she bawled as she knelt down hugging the boy.

“There you are,” hummed the clerk as he handed the boy a lollipop.

(Y/N) slightly tuned out for a bit during that whole debacle as she started watching the guys from earlier roam around the shop. There’s just something about them…

“And you, young lady?” The clerk asked as he held a lollipop to (Y/N)’s face.

“Oh yeah, sure… thanks.” she muttered as she took it.

The clerk wasn’t paying her much attention as he looked above her and bellowed, “I told you not to come in here anymore.”

(Y/N) whipped around now seeing the four strangers right behind her. They averted their gaze from the clerk and down to her. Their most noticeable features were their hair. One with a platinum blonde almost white, the next dawning straight dark brown hair to his shoulders, after him was a dirty blonde who looked like he was in a metal band, finally there was the shorter of the four who had a goldendoodle type of mullet. (Y/N) averted her eyes, turning back around to her mother as the boys left.

“Hey mom, I think I’m going to go for a walk,” (Y/N) said.

“Okay sweetie, just meet me back at the car,” Lucy said as she hugged her daughter.

(Y/N) walked out of the video store seeing the four guys hop on their bikes.

“You coming?” Shouted the dirty blonde rocker.

“Who, me?” (Y/N) questioned, pointing to herself.

“Yeah you!” Shouted the short curly one.

“I don’t even know you guys!” She retorted as she stepped a little closer

“Then get to know us!” The dirty blonde came again.

“...I don’t know anyone in this damned town so why not,” (Y/N) murmured as she walked up to the rocker’s bike, throwing her leg over the seat and gripping his waist.

“Hold on!” He teased as they all kicked up their bike stands.

“For wha-?” (Y/N) didn’t even finish her sentence as they zipped off at what felt like the speed of light.

For quite a few minutes they rode through the boardwalk. (Y/N)’s hair wisped around her face and flew back behind her. The cold air from the ride felt like the refreshment she needed in this unfamiliar place. She tightened her grip on her steel horse cowboy as they rounded corners and leapt off speed bumps. He always laughed in response before shouting and yelling with his friends. Finally the group stopped at a red barred fence. (Y/N) tried to regain her balance as she hopped off the bike, her legs feeling weak after the ride. The tall brunette of the group caught her by the waist before she tripped over her own two feet.

“Careful,” He said before letting her stand on her own.

“Thanks…” (Y/N) trailed, not knowing his name.

The platinum blonde stepped forward pointing out, “Dwayne, Paul, Marko,” pointing to the one who just caught her, then the one who she rode here with, and finally the one with the curly hair she kept looking back at on the ride here.

“Ah right, and you are?” She asked, wanting to know the name of her final captor.

“David,” He said as he tried to light a cigarette.

“Here,” (Y/N) said as she grabbed his hands, cupping them around the rolled paper then flicking open the zippo to burn the stick, “The wind will draw the flame away.”

David inhaled then exhaled before saying, “Thanks.”

“So little lady, what brought you to Santa Carla?” Marko asked, biting his thumb while leaning against his bike.

“Divorce,” (Y/N) answered as she crossed her arms.

“Shit, you’re divorced? You don’t look that old,” Paul said before letting out a cackle.

(Y/N) turned to the blonde in the fishnet top, “Not me, my parents….”

“Alright alright, just messin’,” He threw his hands up, “Why’d they divorce?”

“I…” She started but didn’t finish.

“You don’t have to talk about it,” Dwayne interjected, noticing her discomfort.

“Thanks, it’s still a new subject for me”

“Anyways, Stars coming,” David said, stomping out his cigarette before getting on his bike, the others following suit.

“Who’s Star?” (Y/N) asked.

“That’s Star,” Paul said, pointing behind (Y/N) towards said ‘Star’

As (Y/N) turned around, she instantly knew who they were talking about. A girl stood out from the crowd; she was thin and enchanting. Her long curly brown hair cascaded down her shoulders, bouncing and wisping in the cool night air. Her purple jeweled maxi skirt sparkled and glimmered against the lights of the boardwalk.

“She’s beautiful…” (Y/N) said in awe.

“Jealous?” Asked Marko before letting out a small laugh and a big grin.

Not even looking away from Star, (Y/N) said, “The opposite actually…”

“Come with us?” Asked David, though it felt like more of a demand than a query.

“I don’t know…”

“You don’t-“ Dwayne started but was quickly cut off by-

“Ahhh lame! C’mon girl!” Paul shouted as he jumped up and down on the seat of his motorcycle.

“Really, I would but I don’t want to worry my mom,” (Y/N) said before turning around.

When she turned to walk away she was met by amber brown eyes and a citrine tan.

“I- I…uh…I have- Hi..” (Y/N) failed to form even a sentence in front of the gorgeous woman before her.

Star was such a fitting name for someone who glows with such a luminous complexion.

Said woman looked her up and down with a despondent expression, “Hi,” she mumbled.

“Okay, look guys I really have to go but maybe I can see you again tomorrow? Same spot?” (Y/N) suggested as she started backing away from the group.

“We better see you here,” David demanded, helping Star onto the bike.

“Or what?” (Y/N) laughed at David’s words.

“Or we’re coming for ya,” Marko hissed as he squeezed the clutches of his bike.

“Tempting, we’ll see what happens,” (Y/N) decreed as she ran away.

As she ran away she could hear the roar of the motorcycles speed off behind her. (Y/N) halted her jog at the main entrance of the boardwalk.

“(Y/N)? What’re you doing with those guys?” Asked Sam as he spotted his sister.

“None of your business boy wonder,” (Y/N) cackled as she pulled her little brother into a headlock.

“You shouldn’t be hanging out with them,” Michael criticized his sister's new acquaintances.

(Y/N) looked over at her older brother, “Oh shut it Mikey, let’s just find mom…”

“Seriously (Y/N) they look like bad news!” Sam shouted, just watching out for his older sister.

Laughing, (Y/N) asked,“Shouldn’t it be me telling you two to stay out of trouble?” finding her brothers’ protective attitudes to be all too funny.

The ride ‘home’ wasn’t anything exciting, two out of three kids were absolutely shlumped and resting their heads on the window. Even in her tired state though (Y/N) should make out a small conversation happening between her mom & Michael. It sounded like a debate on whether or not he’d quit school and start working to help support the family…obviously Lucy was against it. (Y/N) tuned out the rest until they got back to their grandpa’s house. “Wake up guys, we’re here…get some rest in your new rooms,” Lucy said in a kind and quiet voice.

Laying in bed, all (Y/N) could think about was the group of chaotic boys she met tonight. How she didn’t really have time to think about anything going on in her life while she was with them. Everything was just a complete carefree joy ride even if it was just for a short couple of hours. Withe the way things have been (Y/N) wishes everyday of her life could be like that.

The next day wasn’t anything crazy (Y/N) finished unpacking her boxes. Putting up posters on walls, books on shelves, clothes in the closet, and finally she got to the small shoe box full of pictures. Some of them were of her and her friends and a couple with her partner…a total backstabbing jerk. They weren’t willing to do long distance even if they could see each other on school breaks, they said it’d be too draining so they broke up with (Y/N). The next day (Y/N) caught them kissing her best friend.

“Total prick,” (Y/N) said as she picked up the picture box and walked it downstairs. Shouting she said, “Hey grandpa!”

“Yeah kiddo?” Grandpa said as he peeked his head out from his taxidermy room.

“Uh…do you have a fireplace?” (Y/N) asked, still a little weirded out by her grandfather’s hobbies.

“I do but you ain’t usin’ it, too damn hot up here for that,” Grandpa said before shutting his doubled sliding doors.

“Okay then…” She said as she walked back upstairs.

An hour or so passed when (Y/N) got a knock on her door from her little brother. “Hey, I’m going to the boardwalk, wanna come?”

Looking up at her brother (Y/N) asked, “How’re we gonna get there?”

“Drive?” Sam said with a big grin on his face.

“That’s the real reason you want me to go with you, huh?” (Y/N) laughed.

“Well yeah, mom already left for that new job of hers.”

“Then why didn’t you just get a ride with her?”

“And get up at seven in the morning?! No way!” Same shouted.

“Okay, okay fine, jeez…” (Y/N) said as she got out of bed.

The two out of three siblings ran down the stairs and into the kitchen. “Hey grandpa we’re taking the Harvester to the boardwalk!” (Y/N) shouted. Grandpa poked his head out of his ‘laboratory’ but before he could say anything (Y/N) blurted, “I swear we’ll put gas in it, okay bye!” and ran out the door with Sam in toe.

“You made any friends down here yet?” (Y/N) asked her little brother as they drove down the streets of Santa Carla

“Not really, just some weirdos at a comic shop,” He said as he looked out the side of the old military truck.

“I’m starting to think this town is nothing but weirdos,” (Y/N) laughed as she stopped the truck in a parking lot.

“What, like the ones you were with last night?” Said taunted his older sister.

“They weren’t weirdos,” (Y/N) scoffed as she parked the old truck.

“Were too! You just wanted to make out with them so bad you didn't notice!” Sam whined as he hopped out of the truck.

“Okay Stripesy, why don’t you go to your little comic store friends,” (Y/N) before parting ways with her brother at the boardwalk.

As she walked away she could hear her little brother shout, “They’re not my friends!”

(Y/N) spent most of the daytime playing games and going on rides, She can confidently say that the mini-golf here was better than the one at Golf n’ Stuff back in Phoenix… mostly because it wasn't outside in the scorching sun. Speaking of the sun, (Y/N) took this chance to sit on the beach and watch the sun lower itself over the horizon. I guess I could get use to this she thought as she held her knees to her chest. Once it was a little darker (Y/N) headed over to the video store figuring she could catch Lucy at the end of her shift.

Coming up on the store, (Y/N) poked her head into the entrance but before she could greet her mom she was met by the sight of her flirting with her new boss… whatever his name was. That suit-wearing-hipster-asshole! (Y/N) knows her mom and dad were in anything but a happy marriage but to see her flirting with someone else so soon? Before she knew it (Y/N) had tears coming down her eyes. In a fit of silent rage she ran away from the store and all the way down the boardwalk to the red gates where she was the night before.

Sometime must’ve past while (Y/N) sat there on the ground crying once she heard the motorcycles roar their way up to the fence. They came screeching to a halt when Paul shouted, “Hey move out- oh it’s the chick from the other night.”

“Oh hey, sorry,” (Y/N) said as she dried her face and stood up.

“Hey, what’s the matter?” Asked Marko as he jumped off his bike.

“It’s just family stuff, sort of,” (Y/N) answered as she leaned against the fence.

“I’m going for a walk, do you want to come with? To get your mind off of things?” Asked Star as she stood in front of (Y/N)

With a smile on her face (Y/N) said, “No, I think I’ll stay behind but thanks Star…”

Star gave (Y/N) a look of sympathy before disappearing into the crowd.

“So…” Marko said, realizing neither him nor any of the boys knew the name of the girl standing with them.

“(Y/N),” she responded.

“So (Y/N) what do you want to do?” Marko went back to his question.

“I’m not sure really, I was thinking about other things so much that I didn’t really come up with anything,” (Y/N) shrugged.

“Let’s walk,” Dwayne suggested, his voice had an asserting tone but not as intense as David’s.

Letting out a small laugh (Y/N) said, “Yeah, I could go for a good walk right now.”

Just as the group was about to start walking around David threw (Y/N) his long black coat leaving him with a worn down leather jacket and a black crew shirt.

“You don’t need this?” (Y/N) asked, the answer was pretty obvious.

“You looked cold,” David said, not even looking over at (Y/N) as he tried to light the cigarette between his lips.

“I didn’t feel cold,” (Y/N) responded, lightly taunting the scruffy bleach blonde.

“Just keep it on,” David demanded.

Before any major fun happened Dwayne had introduced (Y/N) to the youngest member of the gang, Laddie. A small and shy little boy, he kind of reminded (Y/N) of Sam when he was that age. The two didn’t talk much but throughout the night he opened up a little going as far as to walk next to (Y/N) when the group was aimlessly moving through the crowds at the boardwalk.

The group walked around for a bit playing some stall games along the boardwalk and visiting the various tourist shops. At various times some of the boys would leave to do whatever, sometimes saying they were “Gonna go grab a bite”. The group settled back at the bikes, talking, laughing, just hanging out. While talking to Marko (Y/N) caught sight of two very familiar figures.

“Oh you’ve got to be kidding me,” she said, rolling her eyes

“Huh, what’s up?” Marko asked, à confused look on his face.

“My brother, that’s him over there with Star, no doubt he’s whipped already,” (Y/N) laughed as she leaned against the red fence.

“If that’s your brother then we should go say hello,” David insisted to the group.

Before she knew it all the boys were on their bikes, Dwayne pulling Laddie up onto his. “You should get on,” Marko suggested to (Y/N). Figuring what was about to happen she complied and swung her leg over the back of Marko’s bike before he revved it. With all said & done David smudged out his cigarette and the group rode over to where Michael & Star were.

Once the group got up to the couple it was an entirely different atmosphere. More taunting & menacing, nothing like the playful and carefree night (Y/N) was having just minutes ago. The boys surrounded Michael blocking any sort of way he had to get out on his red off-roader. That’s when he saw her, his own little sister, with these assholes?! What the hell was she thinking? Michael didn’t say anything out of visible intimidation, it’s exactly what they wanted.

“Where you going Star?” David asked, his tone sharp & assertive

Avoiding eye contact with an annoyed look on her face she answered, “For a ride, this is Michael.”

“Let’s go,” Michael said, grabbing her hand to guide her onto his bike.

“Star,” David said, expectantly.

The three shared glances with one another for a good few seconds before Star finally walked over to David and got on his bike. What the hell is this? (Y/N) thought, completely confused by the change in everyone’s attitudes. This was completely conflicting because while (Y/N) was having a great time…it looks like her brother will have the worst.

“You know where Hudson’s Bluff is, overlooking the point?” David asked Michael

With a you’re kidding me look on his face Michael answered, “I can’t beat your bike.”

In a teasing and demeaning tone David said, “You don’t have to beat me Michael, y’just have to try n’ keep up.”

As if there was some unspoken agreement to the situation the boys started their bikes. Marko took one hand off the bars & placed it over (Y/N)‘s interlocked fingers before zipping off. “Make sure you’re holding on real tight!” He shouted over his shoulder. “Oh trust me, I am!” (Y/N) said, burying her face into his patch work jacket to avoid the sand being kicked up.

And off they went.

#alex winter #kiefer sutherland #billy wirth #brooke mccarter #marko #the-lost-boys-x-reader #marko the lost boys #david the lost boys #dwayne the lost boys #paul the lost boys #tlb 1987 #star the lost boys #the lost boys movie

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hailsatanacab · 1 year

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@the-witchhunter - this is incredibly disturbing, i love it. fair warning, i took it more in the direction of that oglaf comic (nsfw) where Vlad fully doesn't realise that this is a love shrine, this is a completely normal thing that you do for your arch enemy!

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“Daniel! I can explain!”

“Oh… my… God...”

“Daniel, really, it’s not what it looks like!”

“Really?” Danny breathes, shocked and honestly kind of fighting down the urge to vomit. The thermos slips from his fingers and clatters to the ground, the sound echoing far too loudly in the enclosed space. “Because it looks like you have a shrine dedicated to my dad in your closet.”

“No, that’s not—it’s more complicated than that, Daniel. You wouldn’t understand.”

“I don’t think I want to understand.”

“Your father is a ridiculous man, Daniel. I hate his stupid face so much. Look at him!”

Vlad turns back to the actual shrine, with actual candles and actual flowers and actual photos of his dad with… Holy crap, did Vlad cut out Mom in each of the photos? What the fuck?

Wait… Look, Danny tries not to look too closely at the weird things Vlad has hidden around his mansion dedicated to his mom, but he’s fairly sure that the pictures of her he’s cut out (in heart shapes—yeah, Danny’s definitely going to barf) are the ones Vlad’s put in his other weirdo closet shrine that Danny also wishes he’d never seen.

“Why don’t you just have one shrine? Why have—no, you know what, I don’t want to know. I think I’m just gonna leave.”

Yeah, that sounds like the best option. Danny takes a cautious step back, very ready to get back home, bleach his eyeballs and maybe never look at his mom and dad ever again. Or, at least, not until he has successfully blocked this from his mind forever.

He only gets one foot out the door when Vlad lashes out and grabs him. The day just keeps getting better and better, really, doesn’t it? Even as he twists and turns, he can’t get out of Vlad’s ironclad grip and he’s pulled even farther into the closet.

Panic rises in his throat as Vlad shuts the door—what the fuck is happening? He doesn’t want to be dragged into Vlad’s creepy shrine to his dad, what the fuck? What the fuck!

“I loathe your father, Daniel, I hate him with the very core of my being. Look at him!”

There’s no goddamn way in hell Danny is looking at any of the pictures, no thank you. He squeezes his eyes shut and wishes he were somewhere, anywhere else, when Vlad jerks his arm forward so he comes nose-to-nose with the largest framed portrait of his dad in the very centre of the table, smiling with his doctorate and a very unfortunate 80s mullet. Dear God, no.

“I hate his smug face! I hate his stupid fashion sense, you have no idea how much I detest that orange jumpsuit of his, how much I want to claw it off him and tear it to shreds! If I have to listen to him say another boneheaded, idiotic, ridiculous thing, I will—I’ll rip his throat out with my teeth! You don't know how long I spend here looking at him, imaging all the ways I'll have him grovelling at my feet. One day, Daniel, I'll have him one day...”

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The sun was going down when Danny finally managed to escape and find solace in Sam and Tucker. He's not going home. Not yet.

“Danny, are you okay? We were so worried, we couldn’t get hold of you for hours! Where were you?”

“Sam, Tuck… Vlad, he…”

“Holy shit, Danny, you’re shaking, are you alright? What happened, what did he do?”

“I think… I think he wants to fuck my dad.”

#danny phantom #vlad masters #jack fenton #phan phic #hope you enjoy!! this was so fun i can totally see it happening haha #also i spent a solid three hours going through the oglaf archive to find those two comics so like... double procrastination #thanks!#does vlad want to fuck jack or is he just incredibly unhinged?#trick question it's both #this is the most harrowing torture vlad has ever put danny through btw #locking him in the weird shrine closet and forcing him to listen to everything he wants to do with his dad #lbr tho if vlad ever did get to fuck jack OR maddie it would ruin him #like he wouldn't know what to do with himself after that there's no coming back #he'd be a shell of a human being #ANYWAY hope you enjoyed it!! thank you for the prompt!!#my writing #cab writes

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dailywincestspam · 5 months

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Thinking about 15x20 and Dean Jr. having to be Sam’s executor of estate after his dad’s death. I’m torn between Dean jr. being surprised or used to the kind of wishes recorded in Sam’s will:

Sam requesting to be bury beside Dean’s ashes. I imagine Dean Jr. would have sneak in under the cover of night and disturb the dirt on his grandmother’s grave, find the spot where Dean’s ashes, the samulet, and his grandpa’s tags were buried and add his dad in. Then cover it all up and probably couldn’t talk about that experience with anyone or else a lot of uncomfortable questions would pop up.

Sam possibly leaving behind a fund to take care of the impala with the request to leave in the army figures, squeaky doors, and legos in. Probably leaving behind a list of don’ts too. Like, don’t play music besides 80′s mullet rock, don’t ride the breaks, and don’t add any car adapters too it or, “Your namesake might rise from the grave, seriously.” Sam also adds in that Dean Jr. shouldn’t use black lights anywhere near or inside the car, “Don’t ask.”

Also the Impala on earth is somehow connected to the impala in heaven. Dean figures this out after the first few times something changed in the boy’s heaven impala and Dean has to change it back. Dean decides to write Dean Jr. some choice words for him to find in Baby’s glove box in the aftermath. Sam finds out about it soon after and gets all soft and teary eyed as he uses it as a way to keep up with Dean Jr.’s life.

Anyway, Baby becomes this eldritch item back on earth that never rusts or has an empty tank, is connected to Sam and Dean’s impala in heaven, and will forever drive around on Earth around as long as a Winchester is in her driver’s seat.

#dws post #gencest thoughts #or #wincest thoughts #you decide #post 15x20 #dead!chesters #impala love #psychotically irrationally erotically codependent on each other #weirdos (affectionate)#poor dean jr.

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captainritsuu · 12 days

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is oc x canon extremely cringe? yes. will i continue to draw it? also yes. cringe culture can suck it

also sidenote i like how everyone who draws sam has the same headcanon of him having a mullet + piercings. i like to think he got pierced with seb and abby

#stardew valley #stardew valley fanart #sdv #sdv sam #stardew sam #stardew valley sam #sam stardew valley #sdv fanart #stardew farmer #sdv oc #oc x canon #hes my husband btw #i physically cannot marry another bachelor/ette in my files like i HAVE to marry him

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hearts-hunger · 2 years

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hot stuff || josh kiszka x reader

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Summary: You show Josh just how much you like his new haircut. || Standalone fic in the Cabin Fever universe

Pairings: Josh Kiszka x Fiancée!Reader | Genre: smut, porn without plot; minors begone! , fluff bc i'm incapable of writing something that isn't at least a little bit sweet | Word Count: 1.5k | Warnings: smut (piv, oral [f receiving], unprotected sex, semi-public sex, jullet Josh which deserves its own warning)

A/N: You already know, besties. The jullet has me in a goddamn chokehold. I raise my glass to all the jullet fics that are sure to be flooding the dash and humbly offer this little fic for all your Josh and Baby jullet needs ♡

You almost choked on your drink when you saw your fiancé.

Jake gave you an enthusiastic but less than helpful pounding on the back as you tried to remember how to breathe, laughing as you looked wide-eyed at his twin.

“Don’t hold back, honey. Tell him what you really think.”

Josh just looked at you with the world’s biggest grin, and you had the feeling that this open-mouthed response had been just what he was hoping for.

“You hate it, don’t you?” he teased.

You didn’t know what to say. “I’m... I’m gonna need another drink.”

Josh laughed, his cheeks rosy with an endearing, excited blush.

“That good, huh?” he asked, taking the seat next to you at the bar. Jake, Sparrow, Sam, and Danny were sitting on your other side, eagerly awaiting your response to your fiancé’s new haircut.

“When the hell did you get it cut?” you asked, unable to keep from just looking at the shaggy undercut that was just this side of a mullet. It reminded you of the Highway Tune days, back when you were head over heels for Josh and nobody knew, back when you thought he couldn’t possibly get any more attractive. You almost laughed at how wrong you'd been.

“This afternoon,” he said cheerfully, stealing a sip of your Crown and Coke. “Thought my look needed an update.”

Update was one word for it. Earth-shatteringly sexy haircut was another.

You reached a hand out towards him. “Can I...?”

He gave a sweet laugh. “Of course you can, my love.”

He leaned his head towards you and let you run your fingers through his soft curls, over the fuzzy edge of his undercut. You felt a little lightheaded.

“What do you think?” he asked quietly.

You brushed your thumb over his cheek. “I think I want you to take me to the bathroom of this grimy bar and fuck me senseless.”

It was his turn to be wide-eyed, pulling back to look at you with a delighted grin and a vivid blush. “Really?”

You bit your lip. “Yes, really.”

He downed the rest of your drink and grabbed your hand.

“Uh, we’ll be right back,” he said to your friends as you stood, earning a chorus of cheers and wolf whistles. Your cheeks warmed a little and you gave them a bashful, cheeky smile as Josh all but dragged you to the single bathroom towards the back of the bar.

“Actually, hold on a second,” he said, making a detour towards the jukebox. You waited not-so-patiently for him to return, gaze traveling over him from the bottom of his faded Vans to the top of his gorgeous, mind-numbingly hot head of curls.

Donna Summers’ “Hot Stuff” started to play through the bar as Josh danced back over to you, and you couldn’t help but laugh.

“Figured I should set the mood,” he said, his grin big and beautiful as he wrapped an arm around your waist.

“It’s working,” you said, giving him a quick kiss that told him just how badly you wanted him.

He didn’t waste any time taking you into the bathroom and locking the door behind you, pushing you back until he had you bracketed against the counter. You carded your hands through his hair as he kissed you, deep and eager and so in love with you.

“Should I have kept it a surprise?” he asked, both of you already breathless.

“Only if you were trying to kill me,” you said, pressing as close to him as you could.

He laughed. “What if I was trying to get you all hot and bothered for me?”

“Yeah, that too.”

He got on his knees in front of you, and you almost came then and there from the sight of him looking up at you with those pretty brown eyes.

“Jesus, Josh,” you breathed. “I need you.”

He gave you a wicked smirk. Oh, how you’d missed that cocky frat boy look.

He pushed your skirt up and hooked your leg over his shoulder, opening you up for him as he licked a long, slow stripe over your heat. You leaned your head back and moaned.

“Fuck, baby,” he said, kissing and nipping at your thighs. “You’re so wet for me. Maybe I should get my hair cut more often.”

“Shut up and eat me out,” you begged.

You felt his smile as his facial hair rasped against your inner thigh. “Yes ma’am.”

He set in on you with eager abandon, licking and sucking and making the most obscene noises in the back of his throat. You tugged on his curls, pleading and saying his name over and over as you felt heat curl tight in your belly.

“Josh, please, I’m gonna — ” You cut yourself off with a moan. “Josh, Josh , I’m gonna cum, please — ”

He kept at you through your orgasm, groaning when you pulled his hair. He kissed your thighs as you came down, giving you a chance to catch your breath before he gently put you back on your own two feet.

“Alright?” he asked, sweet and gentle as could be with his face wet with your slick. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and kissed you when he stood, steadying you against him.

“So good, sweetheart,” you breathed. “Thank you. I want you.”

He chuckled. “I’m right here, baby. Use your words and tell me what you want.”

You nearly whined at the feel of him hard against you. “I want you inside me, please.”

“Good girl,” he praised, his voice low and pleased. He kissed your jaw. “Turn around for me.”

You did as he said, leaning over the counter as he smoothed a hand over your hip, drawing your skirt higher. You watched him in the mirror as he unbuckled his belt and pulled himself out, mimicking his expression of pleasure as he gave himself a few slow strokes.

“You’re so good to me, baby,” he said, running his cock between your legs. He took your hips in a light grip, just teasing, and swept your hair to the side to kiss the back of your neck.

“Josh,” you pleaded, pushing back against him.

“Be patient, sweet girl,” he said. “Be good for me.”

You tried, and he took his time running his hands over you. You felt heat rush everywhere he touched, watching the way he bit his lip and groaned when he finally buried himself inside you.

“Holy fuck,” you whimpered, letting your head drop. He filled you so well, big and warm and frustratingly still when all you wanted was for him to fuck you.

“Uh-uh, baby,” he scolded. He tugged on your ponytail and made you tilt your head back up. “Look at how pretty you are with my cock in you.”

You blushed hot and met his eyes in the mirror. He gave you a crooked smile.

“That’s my sweet baby,” he said. “I want you to watch.”

You felt yourself tighten around him, and you loved the way you could see how it made him feel. “Yes, Josh.”

“Fuck,” he breathed. “Good girl.”

He was slow and steady at first, drawing you out again, breathless moans and curses tumbling from his lips. He looked so beautiful like that, his expression colored with pleasure, his curls damp with sweat, the gold hoops in his ears catching the light. You couldn’t bring yourself to miss his fluffy head of curls, not just then — the undercut had always been your favorite of his haircuts, and to have it back with the facial hair that made him look older and more suave made you dizzy with desire for him.

“Josh,” you managed. He met your eyes in the mirror.

“I really love your haircut.”

He smirked. “Thought you might.”

He drove into you harder, bringing you to the edge so fast you saw stars. He gripped your waist and snapped his hips against yours, fast and hard and exactly what you needed.

“Josh, please,” you begged. “I’m gonna — ”

“I know, baby,” he said, his voice tight. “Come for me, love.”

You unraveled completely as he thrust into you again; he followed seconds later, groaning out words of praise and pleasure. As you both came down, you turned back to face him again; he drew you close and held you, kissing all over your face.

“I love you,” he said softly. “I love you very much.”

You smiled and tipped his head down so you could kiss the fuzzy side of his undercut. “I love you very much too. And I really do like your haircut.”

“Yeah?” He ran a hand over his hair, looking a little bashful. “I know they always say you shouldn’t cut your hair right before the wedding, but I think it’s okay.”

You hadn’t even considered that he might have this cut for your early November wedding, but you liked the thought. Whatever he liked — that was what you’d like too.

Besides, it did look awfully good on him.

“I think it’s more than okay,” you said. “It’s very handsome.”

He smiled. “Thank you. I’m glad you like it.”

You laughed. “It’s a little more than like , judging by all... this.” You and Josh usually preferred to make love in the comfort of your home, but some things called for a little risk. You supposed new haircuts were one of those things.

He chuckled and kissed you, gentle and sweet. “I love you, baby.”

You brushed your hand through his curls and kissed him back. “I love you too.”

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landslided · 5 months

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Sorry if it's boring, but continuing with LawRusso AU Johnny princess, I really like the "enchanted" movie and I can't stop thinking about Johnny being Giselle singing to the rats and cockroaches to clean Daniel and Sam's house lol

as a rule of thumb it is NEVER boring to send me asks, especially ones like these where i can have fun and think of AUs! and you picked a movie i love so this is just a win win for me!!

let’s get into it:

lawrusso enchanted AU is such a good idea im almost jealous i didn’t think of it myself!!

i think daniel and amanda got divorced amicably a few years ago and she still lives in los angeles but daniel moved back to jersey to be closer to lucille and he took sam with him (im imagining this as a story without anthony because it fits better, sorry anthony).

daniel still works as a divorce lawyer because that is just funny to me and it’s canon to the movie and he has this perpetual look of "im one shirt sleeve caught on a door handle away from snapping" look because being a single father is hard work and yeah, he and amanda co-parent but sam is with him most of the time and by moving here he’s always made himself more prone to special lucille larusso mother attacks of "you never visit even now that you’re so close" "you’re so skinny, do you cook actual food or just eat take out?" "are you coming for christmas? all your cousins will be there and also that nice girl you liked when you were a kid, judy? maybe it’s time to get back into dating, daniel!"

amanda has planned to come into the city to spend the holidays with her daughter and ex-husband and i see her as a platonic nancy role.

sam is in her full princess era and she’s making both her parents crazy with all the singing and dancing (and kicking furniture because she’s a karate princess)

meanwhile, in andalasia, johnny who is both prince(ss) and hero dreams of finding his one true love and sighs at his window. he’s been locked away in a tower by his evil step-dad kreese and he’s waiting for someone to come and save him (or at least just open the door of his magically locked tower because he can surely save himself).

carmen who happens to be a princess and hero herself has gone on a quest to save the lost prince of andalasia and with her help, johnny manages to escape the tower, defeat a forest troll and take back his throne from kreese’s claws. he and carmen tentatively get together (but deep down both feel this might not be the right fit for each other) and as johnny makes his way to his own royal wedding he’s sent to Real Life New Jersey and meets daniel and sam.

i kind of see giselle’s wedding dress for him but with pants for a more Realistic outfit but… screw realism i want johnny lawrence in that EXACT outfit!

also imagine scott mccall the equalizer soft mullet with a tiara, it’s just too good. ALSO imagine carmen IN THIS!!!!

you KNOW she would rock this!!

oh and yeeees, johnny summoning rats and insects in daniel’s apartment to clean and sam is SOOOOO excited because that’s a real life prince(ss) who also happens to be a great fighter and they do karate moves while also talking about johnny’s best friend, a chipmunk called bobby.

sam and johnny going on a shopping spree and buying a bunch of stuff and eating ice cream. johnny going to the hairdresser and having his hair cut to look more traditionally masculine (daniel doesn’t want to look into why it makes him sad) because he he keeps getting looks from people in the street for his dress and long hair.

johnny making clothes out of daniel’s curtains and daniel is all you could just ASK me for MY clothes you are not THAT much bigger than i am. johnny making a gi for sam out of pastel pink flower fabric from an old blanket and daniel is like okay… i have to admit that’s pretty adorable.

johnny in the park singing to daniel, who has been wondering if he should take his mom’s advice and try to get back with amanda, hoooow dooooes she knooooow you loooove heeeer (johnny stop, people are looking at us) and johnny has that giselle/animated princess innocence but there is still very much an edge of assholery to him where every time he can he embarrasses daniel as much as possible.

(carmen running around new jersey trying to find her prince(ss) and being like i kind of hate this i wish this was more sunny, also why do i keep getting questions about being on broadway what is a broad a way)

daniel and johnny fighting because johnny keeps saying carmen will come get him and daniel is so fed up with it ("no, johnny, it’s just not gonna happen." "no? is that the only word you know, larusso? no?! oh my god you make me so, so so!!!" "so what?" "so angry!" cue sparring in the living room because that’s how they deal with emotions )

johnny and daniel falling in love montage and then CARMEN AND AMANDA FALLING IN LOVE MONTAGE!!! YES I WILL SNEAK CARMANDA IN EVERYTHING EVER!!

kreese coming to new jersey to finish the job, daniel and johnny going to the ball and daniel giving johnny a true love’s kiss, kreese turning into a dragon and kidnapping daniel, johnny chasing them on the roof with carmen’s sword in his hand and finally getting rid of his evil step-father to save his one true love!!

"is this an habit of yours, daniel? falling off of stuff?"

"only when you’re there to catch me."

lawrusso new jersey happy ending and carmanda los angeles happy ending because amanda wouldn’t go to andalasia when sam is there and hey! carmen would love a break from being a fairytale hero! she wants to go to the beach!

daniel quits his job because it makes him miserable and he and johnny open a dojo together which sam is very excited about and lucille is so happy that her son has found someone and seems to be happier than ever.

they all go to andalasia once in a while to visit bobby and the other three chipmunks (you know who they are) and they all live happily ever after.

the end!

#thank you SO MUCH for this it was lovely #*asks #lawrusso #ask AUs

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cat-eyeball-nul · 3 months

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Ok, love how we all have Sam's design figured out.

Fanart and my head worked the others like this:

Alice - mid sized, over 1.75m, punk kind of vibe though she tones it down for the office(not what gwen thinks when she sees her) like, studded bracelets, chains, long black skirts or jeans with fluffy colorfull socks and combat boots, she has a battle vest, she does, maybe more than one since the one she wears for office is just pins and simbols. Microbangs that change colors on the weekly basis, though her roots always show, sometimes braids, sometimes hair let down, shoulder lenght, mullet? I love her with all my heart so maybe i m projecting a little but SHE IS PUNK

Gwen-black hair,bob?bangs?curtain bangs?, kinda jon season1 office vibe, green eyes cuz ofc. this woman is chubby and so annoyed that alice towers over her but dam can she stare down anybody

Colin-you know that guy hotfatguyclub from tiktok? That is him, or ian0key 's version of him

And finally boss lady, Lena just looks like a 45y.o. version of her voice actor cuz damn does she fits so well.

Colin i also picture older than the other 3, around Lena's age, younger that 50, or, he just gives the vibes and one day Alice brings him a birthday cupcake that has 28 written on it and Sam is so confused cuz how is Colin 1 year older than the 2 of them?

Gwen in the youngest in my head at like 25, gal worked her ass out since turning 18 and interning(yes she is filthy rich but HC that she has a real shitty relationahip with her family and fr that - the ball she had to attend made me picture her family as controlling and old money judgy). She has mommy issues, hence the voice fucking we heard when her and lena interacted

We also ship her with Alice cuz how the fuck can you not?! That s a classic

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slutforsfender · 10 months

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Photo Booth - Sam Fender

Sam Fender x Reader

You and your boyfriend, Sam, had ventured out into Newcastle centre for the day. You had both agreed to go for lunch and some shopping as a quality time activity.

Sam was walking with his arm around your shoulder which kept dropping due to distractions so you eventually moved his arm and settled on holding hands. You admired his recent look so much. His little mullet, beard, and style he had going on. You often found yourself just playing with his little curls.

"Aye babe this shop looks right up your street" Sam spoke, pointing out a shop near you which was your kind of vibe.

"Sam I thought we were going for lunch first," You say as he pulls you towards the entrance.

"I just want to spoil you darling" He speaks causing you to roll your eyes.

You both roamed through the shop, you picking up a few bits that you liked the look of including earrings, a necklace, a few rings, and other little bits while Sam pointed at everything he thought you would like. If he saw anything that was a moon, star, rose, heart, or skull he pointed it out to you causing you to laugh a little each time.

You made your way to the till at the sound of your stomachs rumbling. You placed the things on the counter and made small talk with the worker as you reached for your card but of course, Sam had beat you to it, and not without a smirk on his face.

"Not a chance of that today love," He said, kissing your head due to the height difference.

"Thank you pet but you didn't have to," You said as you picked up the bag of your things and linked hands again.

You made your way toward the door as the worker spoke.

"You two are so cute, don't let each other go," She said, making you and Sam just blush and nod.

For some reason that hit a special place in your heart as you smiled lovingly at Sam.

You made your way towards one of your favourite cafes as you spoke about little things that you liked to talk about.

"Go find a seat and I'll order the usual darling," He says, guiding you with his hand on your back towards the seating area.

Both you and Sam have a lovely meal together while talking over things like your careers, music, and anything you could think of.

You and Sam were now walking around the shops and so far Sam had stopped you from using your card every time but you knew better than to argue it.

You spent the majority of your time together in music shops looking at albums while holding hands and sharing kisses. You both picked up a few albums including one which had one of your and Sam's songs on, Combat Rock by The Clash.

Sam had also treated to a few clothes you had seen including a dress which in his words "Aye I don't see this being on very long my love" which was the only reason you brought it.

That was one of your favourite things about him, his ability to always make you feel good and confident in any situation.

You were now walking reminiscing over the little silly things you had done today as you noticed a shop next to you had a photo booth. You didn't even think about it before pulling Sam in and that's how you ended up here.

You were sat taking multiple photos in an array of different poses. Ones of you kissing, pulling faces, smiling, laughing, and anything else possible.

"Come 'ere" Sam spoke before lifting you onto his lap in front of the camera.

You didn't say anything, you just placed your hands around his neck and placed a light kiss on his lap. However, he didn't want the kiss to end as he put his hand on your neck and brought you back to him. You both pulled away, grinning wide at each other. All of which was captured by the little camera in the booth.

"I'm never letting you go y/n" He whispered, tucking a strand of ear away.

"You better not" You respond, admiring his blue eyes.

"I adore you" He whispered again before kissing you once more which such love that melted you.

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