Sweet Bread🍞

oooh love it

honestly y’all Know these fools would be into it

like not only do they not have to worry about you dying of old age like a normal human, but you turn into a sickass giant wolf? sign them UP

y’all are Constantly lowkey competing to show off your various sick skills- in human form, you’re not quite as supernaturally strong as they are (though definitely leagues above the average person) but when you’re fully wolfed out? it takes all four of them to even get you tired out. they think it’s hot as hell- you’re just as fast (if not faster) as their bikes, so y’all take long moonlit races along the water and around the cliffs when no one’s around. sure, a couple rumors about giant wolves start going around, but that’s not nearly the weirdest thing in santa carla- if you want attention/just wanna annoy them you can legit just. pick them up- david Hates it bc he’s very invested in being Cool and Collected™ at all times but dwayne is into it and doesn’t even bother hiding it- meanwhile paul and marko are those assholes who take a running leap into your arms with absolutely no care as to whether your hands are full

CUDDLE PILE- the cuddle pile is inevitable and inescapable no matter the scenario bc a) they’re possessive and b) they’re all touchy as hell but like?? you turn into a huge fluffy wolf that takes up an entire bed?? literally the ideal - pride of place is reserved for laddie though - nothing but the best for the little man

you’re strong and have naturally sharp teeth/nails even in human form, so you end up marking them as much as they mark you- as the full moon approaches you become a lot more animalistic and dominant in bed - not quite a heat, but a loss of impulse control and an increased desire to claim your territory. luckily they’re very resilient and very willing to help you out - all five of you are just constantly covered in bruises and bitemarks tbh

if you’re the carnivorous variety of werewolf (by choice or by nature) - well, they’re happy to bring you back some extras from hunting. it’s a little harder to blend in as a werewolf compared to the Pretty Boy Vamp Squad™, so they make sure you get what you need- most to least likely to make terrible jokes about “take out”: PAUL, marko, david, dwayne- most likely to get turned on watching you covered in blood after a hearty meal of Surf Nazi: david but they’re all into it tbh he’s just Extra Horny

paul, having just robbed the nearest drugstore of all the bleach and neon hair dye he, dwayne, and marko can carry: babe i have an idea

marko’s pigeons Do Not like you- marko thinks this is hilarious- sit on him

i love!! this request!! 

tried to keep it ambiguous as to exactly what kind of flavor of supernatural babe the reader is so yall can project lmao

you are feeling so attacked right now

you just wanted to have a good time at the boardwalk and suddenly? fucking vampires??? on your new turf?????????- what the hell, man. maybe you should’ve done a little more research before coming here

meanwhile they go from “oh cute person! too bad we have to murder you now” to “wait what the fuck. how did you do that. we can’t do that. can we do that??”- you’re swept into an impromptu interrogation while they’re still absolutely dripping in blood

so not the best first impression! but they’re willing to make up for it bc literally every time you’re at the boardwalk they track you down and hang around you all night- david claims it’s because they want to monitor you, make sure that you’re not dangerous to them, but like… we know better lmao

half the reason they’d start warming up to you is because laddie thinks you’re COOL AS HELL- like, as cool as dwayne- that’s pretty damn cool- one of his (and your) favorite games is holding laddie and teleporting around, popping from place to place high in the air while the boys catch you. it’s your own version of supernatural domesticity 

they’re very curious about your abilities in comparison to theirs - you’re the first supernatural being they’ve met outside of max, though they were vaguely aware that vampires weren’t the only ones wandering the world. they have a lot of questions

they want to hear about all the places you’ve traveled! not all of them have as much experience as you do - santa carla’s been their home base for a very long time - but they can honestly spend hours trading stories with you or looking through your collections of photos and trinkets- they just love listening to you talk so passionately in general tbh- all four of them make a point to get you something to add to your pile of trinkets - stuffed animals won from boardwalk games, jewelry from one of the pop-up stalls, shells or sea glass found along the beach. you’re not leaving, but it’s the principle of the thing

*posts halloween hcs the day after christmas* time is an illusion

oh you KNOW they go fucking wild 

candy + slutty costumes + lots of inebriated victims walking around + technically qualifying as a Fun and Wholesome Activity™ for laddie? they’re in

i hope you weren’t planning on a cute group costume because these bitches are entirely too Chaotic to pull off something that coordinated

david has a steady hand and a Lot of firsthand, intimate experience, so his gore makeup is absolutely stellar. grab a little liquid latex and a bottle of fake blood or just use the real stuff i gUESS and he’ll be the hottest zombie to ever grace the boardwalk

dwayne, in his quest to never wear a shirt for the rest of his unlife, beelines straight for the sexy whatever costumes. has a personal fondness for the Sexy Firefighter look, but on occasion goes for Sexy Priest for peak irony 

paul lives for shitty couples costumes. and i’m not talking cheesy but tasteful, like disney characters or Sandy and Danny - he wants to be the plug to your outlet. the hunter to your sexy deer. the fuckin sexy minion to your gru. he must be stopped at all costs 

marco just straight up goes as a cheesy film vampire. he thinks it’s hilarious and he likes having a cape to swish around. wears cheap fake fangs over his real ones and more than once ends up just shredding straight through them and gets gross plastic caught in his teeth

on you, they’re fans of anything short, tight, and flimsy - anything that leaves you exposed and open to their relentless teasing as the night drags on 

very intense about trick or treating. they’re incredibly sweet to any other little kids/young teens out having fun but when it comes to older teens or adults all bets are o f f. they know all the best neighborhoods, they have multiple pillowcases per vamp, they have a Strategy goddammit 

david acts like he’s only in it for laddie but he’s the one most likely to end up with a stomach ache after blasting through half the candy haul 

at least two of you are with laddie at all times, but that doesn’t stop the other three from detouring to the nearest dark alley for a quickie - david and dwayne sandwiching you between them or paul pinning marko up against the wall while you drop to your knees 

ok fools let’s get Wholesome

honestly i don’t think it even occurs to them not to have a poly relationship with you

they’ve all been together for so long that they’re pretty much a package deal once you’re part of the pack. Sharing Is Caring

they’re a l w a y s touching you. someone’s always got an arm around your waist or a hand holding yours while y’all prowl the boardwalk, and when you’re all chilling in the lair it’s just a constant cuddle pile. they take turns having you sit on their lap so it’s nice and fair (and Marko and Paul definitely will sit on yours)

you’re all together, but that doesn’t mean they don’t appreciate a little one-on-one time with you on occasion. they’ve all got different date preferences: 

David likes the classic wine and dine date - even if the wine is usually in the range of 4 bucks and the dine is restricted to the short list of restaurants where he and the boys haven’t been banned from for life (heh.) after he’ll take you for a stroll along the quieter side of the boardwalk, checking out the little shops or just enjoying the sound of the sea. most of the time he’ll give you something at the end of the date as a little memento, ranging from a stuffed animal or piece of jewelry to particularly striking shells or sea glass

Dwayne brings the Romance. Santa Carla might be a party town, but he has a knack for finding the quiet places where nature still rules, and what’s better than a little picnic and looking down on the ocean from high above, with the stars above your head? it’s about a fifty-fifty split if Laddie tags along, but if he does Dwayne’s happy to give you plenty of extra attention once the two of you can find some privacy

Paul’s the one who’s got a finger on the pulse of the music scene in Santa Carla. he’s always keeping an eye out for who’s playing at the boardwalk, and if it’s someone he likes (or that he thinks you’ll like, even if they’re not his taste. that’s love bitch!) he’ll drag you off to jam. not a fan of dealing with a big crowd? no problem! Paul will just fly you up to a rooftop and you’ll have the best view in the place - plus plenty of privacy for when his hands start wandering

Marko’s not big on crowds when he’s not hunting, so his dates are usually chill hangouts at the cave (or at your place, if they haven’t convinced you to move in.) he’ll swing by rental store to grab some cheesy horror movies, you’ll order some pizza, and the two of you will settle in and spend the night critiquing effects and laughing at jumpscares (and making out, of course) 

they’ve always got your back, but they also think it’s hot as fuck if you can handle yourself. if you get into an altercation with some douche and you’re not outnumbered or obviously outclassed, they’re happy to hang back and watch you tear the bitch apart 

surf nazis trying to needle them for letting you fight their battles or whatever completely doesn’t work - like damn, are you jealous bc you don’t have a hot partner who kicks ass? sucks 2 be you ;)  

if you’re human it’s just a constant war between their inclination to pull dumb stunts all the time and the fact that they will Flip Out if you get hurt. they love the way you scream when y’all are speeding down along the cliffs or even just going on one of the rougher rides on the boardwalk, but that doesn’t mean they don’t have you in a death grip in case anything goes wrong 

are you also a grody lil punk? you have come to the right boys. they know all the best places to pick up cool clothes on the boardwalk and they have a huge stash of pins, patches, and various other bits ‘n bobs for you to chuck on your jacket - not to mention a lot of their clothes are actually legit vintage pieces, so they’ve got a lot of practice with repairing things if you get a little too enthusiastic with your diy-ing

if you’re not into the punk scene they’re unbothered - you look hot as hell to them no matter your personal style, plus this means they get to watch your cute reactions when they play you new records or drag you to concerts (and also respecting peoples preferences is Punk As Fuck.) paul still wants to stud up at least one of your jackets though 

are you sad??? they are On The Case. the moment that you let on that you’re even slightly upset they’re ready to Fight and also to Love

they’re willing to roll with whatever you need. in the mood for cuddles and kisses? they’ve got all the time in the world. feel like screaming and breaking things? they’ll put on their loudest records and there’s plenty of old cups and shit around the cave, go nuts baby. just want to wallow for a bit? they’ll cover you in blankets and leave you be while they raid the nearest convenience store for your favorite food 

if it’s a person who made you upset and you’re not squeamish (which like. you kinda have to be with these boys, even if you’re still human), they’ll bring you back a trophy after they’re done with whoever hurt you - a bloodstained shirt, a hat, something like that

paul, handing you just a straight up human hand: hey babe i got u a present   

*casually shoving my lost boys witch oc under the bed* ah yes a subject which i definitely have the normal amount of feelings about. also i love how fucking chaotic this gif is god

they’re super fucking into it imo - the flashier your powers the better 

though you’re still functionally human (with the exception of a much longer lifespan), your blood is like nothing they’ve ever experienced before; there’s an energizing quality to it that makes them feel so much stronger, sharpening their senses and reflexes - not to mention it’s basically an aphrodisiac 👀💦

you have a natural shield up against any sort of mental fuckery. David is mildly put out by this, but learns to appreciate it - it’s more fun to play mind games with you when he has to work for it

if you fly (with a broomstick or with some other flight-capable household tool), races are definitely thing - on their motorbikes or just flying solo. you’re just a bit faster, but they have an advantage on maneuverability and experience - loser buys or is dinner

you know they can take care of themselves, but you still place protective sigils around the cave and in the pockets of their jackets in case any amateur hunters get antsy. Marko helps you, sometimes - he still needs you to charge them, but he has a steady hand and a good eye, so he picks up your designs in no time 

if some of your spells are the kind that require a… visceral component, let’s say, the boys will go out of their way to bring you something back from their hunt, whether it be a vial of blood to add to your cauldron or a full, living human, bound for your purposes. sometimes it won’t even be for something you need right at that moment they’ll just swing by like “hey remember how that one potion needed a liver? well” 

ever work with sex magic? you will literally always have at least one willing participant nearby

babe it’s 4pm! time for the ritual sexl!

paul, knocking dwayne into a wall: LET’S FUCKING GOOOOO

they love to watch you when you’re doing magic, even when it isn’t sexual - they’re excited by that focused, intense look you get, the way the air crackles around you as you shape the world to your will. frankly, they’re all a little more into the fact that you could wreck their asses if pushed than they maybe should be 

most of them claim not to care about the drawbacks of vampirism - namely, the sunlight affliction - but if you manage to work out a charm or spell that will let them walk around in the daylight for a few hours, you can look forward to some very cuddly, emotional vamps once night falls

ngl pre-pandemonium i used to hit up my local convenience stores at ungodly hours of the night really often so i get what u mean about interesting characters (….i was probably one of them sometimes) also why is there only like .25% of Marko in this gif. justice for my boy

the first one you meet is Marko, i think: sent out for snacks, drinks, and smokes, your little store happens to be the first one he comes across (or is he just drawn to the cutie manning the register? he isn’t telling.) he’s not particularly friendly on his own, but he’s at least polite - even if he definitely gives you a once-over before he heads out

(he has at least six fake ids and only two look remotely like him. whatever, dude. what happens in santa carla stays in santa carla)

the next time, Paul’s loping along behind him, asking at a much louder volume than necessary if this is the store with the cute cashier. he’s much less interested in picking out the snack inventory for the night than he is in draping himself over your register and trying to get a smile out of you

Marko ends up literally dragging him out by the collar and he still manages to blow you a kiss. does figure 8s in the parking lot on his bike to show off for you before he drives away 

Dwayne and David tag along the next time, and then somehow you’ve ended up with the most dangerous gang in santa carla as your graveyard shift entertainment and personal security system 

you might think that Dwayne is the most trustworthy person involved in these lil shopping runs. Do Not Be Fooled. he looks mature but then you catch him trying to convince an extravagantly high Paul to snort fun dip in the bathroom and the illusion is broken. an enabler of the highest order who thinks you look cute when you’re exasperated 

David and Marko are the most chill, though Marko is quick to join Paul’s shenanigans if he thinks they’ll be funny. David mostly hangs around your register and chats with you/glares at anyone who interrupts the conversation. tries to start philosophical discussions at 3 in the morning because he’s an asshole 

Marko def brings his sketchbook and draws you when you’re not looking

you see that sexy lil glower Dwayne’s giving in that gif? that’s exactly the look he gets when he glances out the window and sees some asshole fucking with your ride

when i said personal security system? i meant that. the sight of them is usually enough to scare off any unsavory characters, and those few idiots who still try and mess with you while they’re around are swiftly and violently taught the error of their ways. no one fucks with their pet human friend except them

they definitely aren’t shy about PDA in front of you. Marko and Paul hang over each other constantly, and it’s not uncommon to see David slip a hand in Dwayne’s back pocket while they’re standing by the beer fridge musing over the selection. it doesn’t take catching Paul and Dwayne making out in the chip aisle to figure out that they’re all together 

(but yes, that also happens. Dwayne buys you a slushie as a “sorry for getting to third base in your store” gift) 

did i go collar shopping for this post?? yes. were some of these collars already saved in my bookmarks/etsy likes?? also yes

a ranking of enthusiasm re: collaring, from 500% Into It to If You Come Near Me With That I Will Eat You

already owns and regularly wears a collar: PAUL

look at this man. look at his fishnet shirt. now look me in the eyes and tell me this is a man who would not happy wear a collar. you literally can’t. i genuinely feel like he probably has one already for kink but also just to wear around? he’s a punk in the 80s, it’s fashion. and the fact that you’re just as into it as he is makes it all the better

preferred style: this baby. fashionable, functional, and spiked to match his bracelets. tug him around by the o-ring and he’s yours for eternity

probably also wears a collar sometimes but isn’t as ride or die about it as paul: marko 

another one who i can see just casually collared up while he’s out n about. already pretty subby to begin with, so he’s happy to let you take charge (and to relish the way you coo over how handsome he looked collared.) team up with one (or all) of the other boys against him for Maximum Effect

preferred style: realistically, i can see him rockin this one - plenty of options to attach a leash, if you’re into that kind of thing (he is.) in the interest of self-indulgence, i am also linking this because the idea of marko wearing a little bell is driving me fucking Bananas and i think maybe i have a new kink??? 

thinks collars are hot on other people mostly, but will humor you if you want to see him in one: dwayne

dwayne usually prefers to go with the flow when it comes to sex; he has his Moods, sure, but generally he’s happy to accommodate his partner, whether they want him submissive or dominant or somewhere in between. likes the look of collars, but doesn’t really seek them out for himself unless you want him in one. that being said he’s pretty sensitive to texture, so you need to be careful with your selection - anything clunky or super-ornamented, he’s probably not gonna wear for too long

preferred style: something like this is more dwayne’s style: simple, subtle, and doesn’t have too many fancy metal bits to get in his way or irritate his skin

he will die first (but secretly kind of a pushover for you): david

you want to put him??? the Leader of the Pack™??? in a collar??? “babe i think you’d look much better in that than me [you hit him w/ the puppy dog eyes] aw goddamnit just give me the fucking thing.” david doesn’t give in to his submissive side easily, but he trusts and loves you (and the boys) enough to give it a go. only once in a blue moon and he expects a very good meal afterwards, but he’ll do it for you (and even he can admit, he does look damn good in a collar)

preferred style: look getting him into a collar might be like pulling teeth but if you have a gorgeous set like this on hand i think he’d be marginally more willing to play along. what can i say, he’s a sucker for Aesthetics 

keep your guard up, though. they’re all switches at heart, even if ¾ths of them are eager subs (and david isn’t nearly as much of an Unshakeable Dom as he makes himself out to be.) if ya get too relaxed, don’t be surprised if a collar ends up around your pretty little throat instead of theirs

like what i do? support me on kofi!

i know that paul being a himbo is distracting but can we all take a moment to appreciate dwayne in this gif. look at him. Appreciate Him. kinda stopped before any ~confrontation~ but like y’all know david would not even be remotely fucking around with the bottle once he found out you were his soulmate hgfdsa. length: 2.5k 

You aren’t looking for your soulmate. 

but take your time man and don’t forget to drink water 👍👍

Y'all are too nice to me ty 😌💕

You were always super daring, and they respected you for that. You always agreed to do wreckless shit with them. More than once, Marko hooked an arm around your neck, teasing you about it. "Looks like we've got a bad boy on our hands!"

At the time, they didn't realize that it was because you knew that nothing would kill you.

babyloutattoo89

Can I request a Poly!Lost Boys where the boys realize the reader is their mate and trying to gain their attention hoping the reader would pick them first? If that makes any sense?

Yes! Sorry this is so late, its a little longer than I was expecting it to be but I hope you like it :)

But I would appreciate it if you would write it!! And absolutely no pressure at all! Take as much time as you need love! 💗💗

under your spell - poly! the lost boys x fem! love witch reader

As requested by @maddengirl08

>> I absolutely love this request, thank you!! Hope you like it 😊

Summary: You love love. And some special someones have recently caught your eye. Turns out, they're smitten with you too!

TW: fluff, angst, romance, love, magick, swearing

1.7k words

You had been working on something great, something grand. A new spell, which coincided with a potion, and a few new crushes?

It all started when you were looking for Jasminum polyanthum, notoriously difficult to find in its flowering form in the Santa Carla area. And your favorite metaphysical store had none! (“Sorry, Y/N. Check back later!”)

Later? You simply could not wait!

This new spell would help focus your energies on the possibilities of romance. Not force anything, just nudge your heart along. Point your heart in the right direction. You had been antsy as of late; no beauties nearby to capture your imagination.

With the right amount of Jasminum polyanthum, along with a good incantation…something was bound to happen.

You searched far and wide, and finally found what you needed, from a gentle, wide-eyed botanist. She seemed elated that you even knew what the plant was!

“A little goes a long way, trust me. I put it in some tea recently, and it had quite a strong flavor profile.” She was sweet, and honest; a caring green-thumb.

“Good to know. Thank you so much!” You were as kind as could be, even though you knew this plant wasn’t going to find its way into tea anytime soon. A potion, more like.

You had been practicing love magic for years and had a special knack for it. You were powerful, and focused, and resourceful. You could whisk practically anything up, for any romantic purpose. You were non-malicious, classy, and hopeful. A stellar combination, a distillation of the love you respected and had cherished your whole life.

People you knew from magic groups and metaphysical shops would always go to you, for advice and some magical assistance. You loved helping people find love (sometimes love can be tricky, and it helps to have a little support); but it was time for you to explore. It was a playful, hopeful season, and you weren’t going to waste it.

~

Finally, the night had arrived. The stars and moon were aligned just-so. You prepared your potion and incantation with ease and had everything laid out before you on deep red silk.

Let my heart be open, let guiding hands show me the path towards love—

You drank the potion, and it was sweet and airy; a delicate perfume-y aftertaste lingered on your lips. Now: time to wait, and trust.

~

An evening on the hilltop overlooking the ocean. There was a nice breeze, great aromas, and energy in the air molecules whirling around you. You had chosen here to have a little picnic, as this place was a sanctuary, a sacred spot for you. You had pined here, loved here, dreamt here. This spot grounded you and restored your energy – completing homespun spells could be rather tiring.

A couple hours of slow dining, writing in your journal by portable lamplight, and meditating passed by. You were just about to start packing up when you began to feel the ground rumble, and heard roaring—

Four motorcycles came up the hillside, and the forces of nature and machinery rustled your journal pages and made your heart skip a beat.

The motorcycle riders slowed down when they saw you, peacefully sitting there; you rose slowly from your comfortable spot and gave a small wave, an easy smile.

They looked at you with wondering expressions, seeming to stop just to take you in – of course, you were taking them in too, in all their punk-rock glory and free-spiritedness.

You realized with an ache, with a deep knowing, that they were not quite alive; you could recognize the look of the vampire, even though they hid their hunger well. You had crossed paths with a few before, but these four were something else entirely: lost, trying to find themselves in this vast world. Your intuition told you they were tethered, but they were not broken. They still had their hopes and dreams. They still had a spark in their eyes, a taste for rebellion and fun.

“Well, hello there,” you said gently, and your voice was carried by the wind, over the idling engine sounds.

“Hello,” one of them replied, the leading motorcyclist, who had bleached-blonde mullet hair and a long black coat; a single earring dangled from his left earlobe, and some sort of medallion pierced the lapel of his coat. He held his head high, proud, like nothing could hurt him. “Nice evening, isn’t it?”

You nodded. “Absolutely.”

“I’m David. This is Paul, Dwayne, and Marko,” the vampire motioned to the others as he introduced them to you. Paul’s long, blonde hair was half-tucked in the collar of his conductor’s jacket, his lopsided grin a mark of humor; Dwayne laughed, nudging Paul, adjusting himself on the motorcycle, ready to go anywhere at any moment; Marko smiled enthusiastically, his teeth shining in the headlights, eyes dashing even in the shadows of the night.

“I’m Y/N. Nice to meet you,” you replied, confidently, easily, because you were good with people and you wanted to be good to these people before you – these intriguing, timeless figures on a moonlit hillside.

“It’s funny,” David started, his eyes examining you like he was curious, wondering. “I feel like I already know you.”

You tilted your head questioningly. Maybe it was the spell? Something you read in a magic tome came back to you: …for in love, there was power of remembering, of moments not yet had…

“Have we met before?” Dwayne asked, in a serious tone, his gaze suddenly powerfully locked with yours.

“I don’t think so, I think I would have remembered—” You started, feeling queasy, and excited, because you could recognize your own spell’s work.

“I definitely would have remembered,” Paul jumped off his bike, approaching you with a slow swagger. He squinted his eyes, and looked at your hair, looked into your eyes, looked at you…

He shook his head. “I don’t know you, but I’d like to,” he said quietly, and you had to really focus to hear him, matching the syllables with the movements of his full lips.

“She should hang with us, don’t you think, David?” Marko asked playfully, getting David’s attention, and making you feel flattered by the invitation. Of course you wanted to hang with them, they were cool, they were interesting, they were the product of the love spell and the potion and the words you spoke days ago.

Everyone’s attention turned to David after Marko’s remark, and you made eye contact so intense it felt like the world had stopped. Hushed noises like your head was underwater – was this a vampiric trick or a connection? Were you all weaved together by strings of spells and fates? An entanglement of sorts, a realm unknown.

The world started spinning again, and David half-smiled and said, “Yeah. Do you want to come with us?” And the way he said it was an invitation and a door opening; your heart said Hell yes and you thanked the powers that be for this moment.

~

You had been with the lost, vampire boys for a little while now, and you were all hanging out in the cave, recounting that night you met them (and the night your life forever changed).

“Why were you sitting there on the hill, Y/N?” Marko asked, his sculpturesque expression so open, so dear.

“I mean, it is a nice spot with a great view,” Paul offered as you stalled to answer, maybe sensing your reluctance to answer the question.

“It was dark, idiot,” Marko replied, and you all laughed for a minute, even David, and then silence settled back into place, and the question still stood.

You took a deep breath.

“That’s my spot, for magical attunement, for spiritual grounding.” You twirled your hair with your fingers, which were stained with ink and smelled of scented candle wax, a technique to reduce hesitation.

The boys sat there, and you could tell they were thinking, debating about how to react, about what to say next. They had seen you set up your altar, your deep red silk, and ingredients; they had seen your book of knowledge, your lifeline; they had seen the way you closed your eyes when in deep concentration. Maybe, you thought, they had seen the way you looked at them: with gratitude, with a knowing affection.

“Aha! I knew it,” Dwayne said, reaching out to take your hand, to stop you from twirling your hair in nervousness. “You’re a witch.”

You nodded; it all seemed a little obvious now.

“Witches and vampires. Welcome to Santa Carla,” David said jokingly, gesturing widely with his arms and his gloved hands.

“But…why did you need magical attrition?” Paul asked innocently, sweetly, and you could tell he really wanted to understand you.

“Attunement,” you corrected with a gentle smile. “I had completed a spell a few nights before; a love spell, since I am a love witch,” you explained, and their eyes widened.

“No way,” Marko breathed. “Wait—”

“That’s not why we love you though. You didn’t make us love you—” Dwayne started, softly squeezing your hand as his mind whirled.

“No, no, no, nothing like that. All the spell did was give my heart a sense of direction. I knew sitting on that hillside that something was about to happen. I knew when I saw you four,” you looked at them each in turn, “that it was meant to be. My heart knew, so I knew. I could tell. If that makes sense.”

“So, if you hadn’t done the spell, you wouldn’t have been there? You wouldn’t have followed your heart, so to speak?”

“Exactly.”

“I mean, who in their right mind,” David began.

“You mean heart,” Dwayne corrected him before he could continue, and you felt light and bubbly and like you were finally understood, finally, by the people you cared about most.

“Would come with us? Four vampires?”

“I would. And I’d do it again,” you said, meaning every word.

~

Author’s Notes:

Bestie, I am begging on my knees for that smutty vampire reader × poly lost boys fic/idea we discussed 🙇🏼🙇🏼 (If you're not feeling that rn, no sweat 💋)

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Poly! Lost Boys x GN Vampire Reader

Warnings: SMUT minors DNI, biting, handjobs, penetration (But no mention of reader’s genitalia) mentions of blood, brief daddy kink (again, Dwayne is daddy always) I think that’s it

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Blood stained the back of your hand as you wiped harshly at your mouth. Your clothes were practically falling off your body, the signs of your victims struggle apparent from the many rips and tears.

You breathed deeply, brushing hair out of your face and leaning back on the bar of the dock. You zoned out looking into the ocean as bubbles sprang to the surface, likely from the bodies that had sunken beneath.

You were broken from your trance however when you felt a pair of teeth nipping at your neck. You sighed and leaned into the touch of whoever was nibbling at you.

“What are you doing Paul,” you hummed, your eyes fluttering closed as he continued to nip at you.

He chuckled as he licked a stripe over his fang marks, pulling a gasp from your lips, “don’t be a hypocrite babe,” he purred, “you were all ready to take a chunk outta me earlier,” he reminded you, “I’m just returning the favor,” he whispered into your ear before nibbling at the lobe.

You hummed and smiled as he toyed with you, smearing blood from his lips onto your neck and ear. “You’re such a messy eater Paul,” you teased him, spinning out of his grip, “why don’t you clean yourself up first.”

He laughed, “worried about a little blood babe?” He asked, “c’mere and lick it off me sugar.”

You caved and walked into Paul’s awaiting arms, he caged you in his embrace as you placed your hands on either side of his face and licked his lips clean.

Once you were done, he shifted you till you were pressed up against the railing of the dock. He slid his tongue into your mouth and kissed you deeply. You snaked your hand into his hair, pulling at it lightly and prompting a moan to fall from his lips.

You smiled into the kiss as he kept you pinned where he wanted you.

“Paulie,” David sing-songed from the other end of the dock, “don’t forget to share,” he said smirking.

You pulled away from Paul to shift your gaze to the other boys as they began to walk towards you and the blond vampire currently attached to your neck.

David smirked as he stood by your side, stroking your hair as Paul sucked hickeys into your skin. Marko stood at your other side, his head cocked as he bit hit thumb. His eyes raked up and down your form as he watched Paul ravish you.

Dwayne came up behind David to stare at you as well. You squirmed a bit under his soulful and curious gaze.

The boys all watched you as Paul dug into your neck. Him you could handle, but with the all of them surrounding you, it was…intimidating.

“Can I help you?” You squeaked. You’d meant to sound sarcastic, but you came off nervous instead. David shot you his signature smirk as he continued to play with your hair. “We were actually thinking we could help you,” he whispered into your ear.

“Paul,” he barked, snapping. Paul groaned and rolled his eyes, but pulled away from your neck and passed you into Dwayne’s awaiting arms. Dwayne cradled your form against his chest and crossed his arms over you. He trailed kisses from your cheek down to your neck as he began to suck hickeys to match the ones Paul had given you on the other side.

You sucked in a breath as your brain went fuzzy with the feeling of Dwayne’s teeth on your skin. Where Paul had been passionate and eager, Dwayne was sensual and slow, almost as if he was savoring you.

David faced you, ignoring Dwayne as he spoke, “it must have been so lonely in your little coven of one,” he pouted at you as he stroked your cheek.

“For us,” he began, “feeding always satiates one appetite, but awakens another,” he raked his eyes up and down your body and you gasped as Dwayne hit an especially sensitive spot on you.

“We have each other of course,” David told you, “but it must have been so frustrating for you to spend all those nights on your own.” You blushed at his implications, furrowing your brow and looking down so you didn’t have to meet his eyes.

He tilted your chin upward until your gaze met his. “Why don’t you let us take care of you baby,” he whispered.

Your eyes widened, unsure of how to reply. “c’mon babeee,” Paul whined, “we could make you feel sooo good.”

David chuckled at Paul’s enthusiasm, “my boys are very well-trained,” he told you as Dwayne bit down on you for emphasis, causing another gasp to spring from your lips. “Why don’t you let us have you,” he proposed.

You turned your head to look at Dwayne, he pulled away from your neck to meet your gaze before pressing a gentle kiss to your lips. You felt your eyes close as you returned it.

You pulled away after a bit to look at the other boys. David smirked at you, his fingers still twirling the ends of your hair, as if he already knew your answer.

Marko’s eyes were fixed on you in a lust filled stare, his teeth grinding into his thumb so hard you thought he’d bite straight through the leather of his glove.

Paul was practically begging you with his eyes. You could feel the desire radiating off him. His hands were shaking lightly, as if they couldn’t wait to be on you once more. His lip stuck out in a pout as his brow furrowed. There was no hiding how badly he wanted you as he bounced on his feet in anticipation. He was so wired you thought he might explode with need.

Dwayne lowered his lips to your ear, “we can be gentle if you’d like,” he told you softly, licking the shell of your ear when he finished speaking.

You moaned softly, your eyes fluttering closed as he kept you wrapped in his arms. “No need,” you assured him. He smiled at you.

“Dwayne,” David prompted, jerking his head to gesture toward Marko. Dwayne nodded and passed you to Marko, who picked you up and sat you on the dock’s railing.

Marko shrugged off your jacket and tore your shirt off, revealing your bare chest.

“You guys wanna do this right here?” You asked nervously. Marko gave you a devilish grin, “why wait to go all the way back to the cave babe? We want you now.” He said, his eyes flashing yellow.

“If you’re worried someone will see, don’t be,” David told you. “It’s too dark down here anyway, and if someone were to get an eyeful…well let’s just say they wouldn’t get far,” he grinned, before placing a hand on Dwayne’s shoulder. “Dwayne’s a growing boy,” he said.

“But if you’re not comfortable…” Dwayne offered, searching your face for signs you wanted to stop.

“No I’m fine, that makes sense,” you said as Marko stood between your legs and began to caress the sides of your hips gently, “I want this,” you breathed as you whimpered at Marko’s touches.

Marko leaned down to place soft kisses on your chest, licking and sucking the skin as he went. You moaned as he carressed you. You snaked a hand into his hair and stroked and pulled it as the boys watched the two of you.

As Marko kissed all over you, you trailed your other hand down his abdomen, before reaching down and palming him through his jeans.

He groaned as he pulled away to unbuckle his pants and free himself from his boxers for you.

You wrapped your hand around the length of him and began to stroke softly when something caught your eye.

Paul was biting his lip so hard you thought he’d rip it open, his hands were wrapped around himself in a tight hug, his cock straining in his pants as he watched you.

You smirked and beckoned him over, “don’t worry Paul,” you assured him, “I’ve got two hands.”

He moaned loudly as he raced to the side of you. Marko rolled his eyes but laughed at the sight of Paul struggling to rid himself of his pants as quickly as possible.

The other boys snickered too as they watched his face contort in pleasure as you wrapped a hand around his length as well.

You stroked the two chaos vamps up and down as you rubbed your thumb in circles around their tips. Marko purred softly at your touch, while Paul let out low moans and words of encouragement. You’d lost count of how many times he’d said, “yeah baby,” and “right there.”

You smiled softly as they both came undone in your hands. When he came down from his high, Paul pulled Marko from his place between your legs before picking you up from the railing and placing you down. He caged you in once again with an arm on either side you.

He captured your lips in a searing kiss and let out a growl. He took your lip between his teeth and pulled, making you moan.

“Your ours babe,” he growled, “we’re never lettin’ you go, not after that.”

You smiled back at him, leaning forward to peck his lips, “I’m not goin’ anywhere pretty boy,” you told him.

He groaned before sealing his mouth over yours once more and plunging his tongue past your lips to explore you.

The kiss was cut short as David pulled Paul away by his collar, he grasped for you as he squirmed in David’s grip.

“Paul,” David spoke firmly, “you had a turn, now be a good boy and watch,” he ordered, flinging Paul towards Marko.

Paul fumed from the sidelines as Dwayne came up to you.

You blushed, Dwayne’s mysterious and imposing demeanor made you nervous.

“Hi,” you said meekly as you stared up at him. “Hi,” he said back to you, bending down to place a kiss to your forehead.

His treatment made butterflies bloom in your stomach.

“Turn around for me?” He asked.

“Ok,” you whimpered.

You turned to face the ocean as Dwayne wrapped his arms around your middle and nuzzled his nose into the crook of your neck. He reached around you pull off your pants and underwear, leaving you completely bare. You blushed as you were totally exposed before him.

You didn’t have long to dwell on your shyness, as you felt him prodding at you from behind. You gasped as you felt the size of him, he was definitely bigger than the other boys.

“Is this ok?” He asked you, concern and gentleness present in his voice.

You smiled at his care for you, “yes,” you told him, “yes it’s ok.”

He leaned down till his lips were against the shell of your ear, “You can call me daddy if you want,” he whispered, causing a flush to rise to your cheeks. “They all do,” he told you as he gestured towards the other boys.

“You can fuck me now daddy,” you breathed as you grinded against him.

He smirked as he pushed into you slowly, allowing you to adjust to his size, but you still sucked in a sharp breath at the intrusion.

As he rocked back and forth into you, soft moans fell from your mouth, he caressed the deepest parts of you with every stroke.

The other boys looked on with lust filled eyes, taking themselves into their hands as they watched Dwayne turn you into a pile of moans and whimpers.

After awhile Dwayne spilled into you, prompting your own climax as well.

You turned over and rested against the railing on shaking legs as he slipped off his jacket and placed it over your shoulders.

He picked you up in his arms and held you against his chest. Marko and Paul grabbed your clothes from where they were scattered on the dock.

You shot David a confused look as Dwayne carried you, “what about you?” You asked him.

He smirked, “you wanna take care of me baby?” That’s sweet,” he teased. “Trust me babe, I’ll get a taste of you too, but you’ll wanna be lying down for that,” he told you laughing.

Your eyes widened as you breath caught in your throat as you pictured what was yet to come. Daytime was hours away, and you knew that eternity with the boys would give you many more nights of passion, just like this one.

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Hope y’all enjoy the long awaited third and final part to Vampires Everywhere, sorry it took me so long lol

Vampires Everywhere, Hot Vampires In Your Area

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Poly! Lost boys x GN Vampire Reader

Warnings: SMUT minors DNI, readers sex not mentioned, riding, biting, mentions of anal sex, slight daddy kink (Dwayne is daddy always), riding, voyeurism, blow job, some aftercare

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The boys clamored down into their cave with you in tow. The bike ride home had reinvigorated your spirits, and you were already attached to Marko’s lips, kissing him passionately.

He moaned into your mouth as you bit his lip and pulled. They liked to play rough, but so did you.

He growled, pushing you up against the cave wall and pressing sloppy kisses down your jaw and the skin of your neck. You leaned your head back against the wall and smiled blissfully as your hands found their place in his hair.

You pulled him from your neck, tilting his face till his eyes were locked on your own. You stared into his intimately, taking in the sight of his blown pupils and elongated fangs.

If that wasn’t enough proof of his arousal, the pressing against your thigh certainly was. You smirked, before reattaching your lips to his.

They way they wanted you was intoxicating. They permeated through your thoughts, and clouded your mind with visions of them and the pleasure they gave you. You’d never felt so desirable.

“Ahem.”

The sound of a throat being cleared pulled you from your daze as both your head and Marko’s snapped to an impatient Paul, his arms crossed and his pants embarrassingly tight. He was tapping his foot with his eyebrow raised.

You shouldn’t have, but the sight prompted a soft laugh to fall from your lips. The blond boy’s desperation for you did terrible things for your ego.

Paul pouted in reply, a red tinge springing to his cheeks.

Marko rolled his eyes as you traded his arms for Paul’s. “Didn’t mean it like that Paulie,” you assured as you kissed him softly and stroked his cheeks.

“Thought you forgot about me baby,” his pout deepened as his hands snaked around to the small of your back, pulling you into his chest,

David and Dwayne looked on in amusement as Paul dialed up his dramatics.

“Dontcha want me baby?” he gave you his best puppy dog eyes, “I want you, I need you baby. please?”

You stared into his watery baby blues, god he was pretty, “but I promised David Paulie, what about him?”

David snorted from his place on the couch, prompting your gaze to shift to his. He smirked, “let me watch Paulie wreck you babe, then, when you’re all whimpery and shaky…” he chuckled to himself at the lustful expression you wore, “then I’ll give you the best night of your eternal life.” He winked.

God he was smug. You loved it.

“Make a mess Paulie,” David teased.

The wind was knocked out of you as the excited blond vampire wrapped his hands around your legs and threw you over his shoulder, carrying you in the direction is his bedroom, the other boys hot on his heels.

Paul set you down on the bed and rid himself of his clothes frantically. You probably would have chuckled to yourself at his excitement, if you hadn’t been hypothesized by the sight of his pretty cock.

You bit your lip and looked up, only to be met with his smirking face. He pulled you into his lap and kissed you deeply, pushing his tongue into your mouth and exploring you.

As Paul began to kiss down your chest, you scanned the room, moaning softly at the sight of the other boys.

While David sat in Paul’s ratty bean bag, stroking himself, Marko and Dwayne were much less patient.

The picture of Marko pressed against the wall of the cave while Dwayne slid in and out of him, combined with Paul’s teeth sucking mark after mark into your skin forced a low moan from your throat.

Paul squeezed your thigh roughly. You gasped and your head turned towards him. “Eyes on me baby,” he growled as he pushed into you slowly.

You threw your head back in ecstasy at the stretch of him. Your hands wrapped around his shoulders as he held you in his lap.

Paul caged his arms around you pressing you against his chest as he thrust up into you roughly, pulling moans and gasps from your lips.

His fangs began to elongate as his eyes flashed yellow. “Wanted to keep you ya know?” he growled. “The boys were sooo hungry, but I wanted ya, from the moment I saw you in Max’s store I wanted to have you so bad. But I don’t make the choices round here, thought it was a damn waste too.”

You whimpered as you bounced in his lap.

“But now you’re mine baby, and I am gonna keep you.” He squeezed your hips roughly, making you gasp, “you’re ours.”

You moaned at his words as you felt yourself quickly approaching your orgasm.

He reached down to stroke you roughly. “Say it. Say you’re ours while you cum for me baby. Say you belong to us.”

“I’m yours! I’m all yours,” you screamed in pleasure as you came all over him,

He growled before leaning forward and sinking his teeth into your shoulder as he spilled into you. He pulled back, kissing and licking at the mark he’d placed on you. “Ours. All ours.”

You whimpered as you came down from your high and pondered his words. Your tough exterior had melted into a puddle in Paul’s arms. From that moment your hands met in Max’s video store, you were theirs. You just hadn’t known it then.

Paul laid you back on the bed and kissed you softly. “You ok?” he asked as he stroked your cheek. You nodded and smiled as you leaned forward to place a soft kiss on his lips.

He smiled as he returned your affections.

You were pulled from the sweet moment with Paul by the sound of Dwayne’s grunting as he continued to push into Marko. You bit your lip.

The cries and moans that fell from Marko’s lips confirmed that Dwayne hadn’t been lying when he’d told you that all the boys called him daddy.

Your cheeks flushed as David came to your side on the bed, cock in one hand as the other pulled you to his mouth by the back of your head. You whimpered into the kiss.

Paul kissed and bit at your shoulder on your other side, reaching down to part your thighs and stroke softly.

David pulled away to suck on your earlobe and your gaze shifted back to Marko and Dwayne.

Marko screamed daddy as Dwayne finished inside him. Marko pressed against the wall, and Dwayne pressed into him to the hilt. You bit your lip to keep from moaning. The boys to your side, the boys in front of you, it was almost too much.

David laughed to himself as his lips moved to the shell of your ear. “Does that turn you on babe? Dwayne’s a big boy isn’t he?” you whimpered, “do you wish that was you baby? Want to feel him again?” You fought back another moan.

David smirked, “but you already had him tonight didn’t you baby, don’t want to be greedy do you?”

You gasped, your head snapping to face his, “‘m not greedy,” you pouted.

He mock pouted in reply, “really? Well I am, get on your knees for me baby?”

You nodded before turning to give Paul one last kiss. You sat on your knees while David’s stroked himself in front of your face. He wasn’t as long as Paul, but he was thicker, and he had a vein that stretched all across the length of him. The sight made you salivate.

“You gonna be good for me babe? Don’t like brats.”

You smirked up at him, “liar,” you whispered.

He returned your smirk, “just be good,” he commanded as he pulled your face forward.

You wrapped your lips around his tip and swirled your tongue. You moaned as David moved your head forward, pressing more of him into your mouth.

“Such a dirty mouth for such a nice face baby, anyone else get to see you like this?”

You gently shook your head no, before you ran your tongue along his vein, prompting a low growl to fall from his mouth. You smiled with your mouth full, as he continued to move your head back and forth.

“Bein so good baby,” David praised, “just let me take what I want from you.”

You hollowed out your cheeks, totally content to let him use you.

When David’s movements became less and less frequent, and his breathing grew heavy, you leaned forward to take as much of him into your mouth as you could. You could feel him grazing the back of your throat, causing a muffled moan to spring from your lips.

Your attentions pushed him over the edge, but before he could come down your throat, he pulled out to paint your face.

Your hand came up to wipe cum from your nose. “Good aim,” you joked.

He laughed, “don’t worry baby, we’ll clean you up real nice. Dwayne,” he ordered, snapping for him.

He turned back to you, “have a good night?” David asked, eyebrow raised.

“Best yet,” you admitted.

He smiled and pulled you in for a kiss, you moaned into his mouth as you realized he could taste himself on your lips.

When you pulled away from David, Dwayne sat beside you with a wet washcloth, wiping your face and pulling you into his lap.

You blushed, “Dwayne, thank you…I’m uh,” you contemplated how to phrase your next words.

Thankfully you didn’t need to say anything at all. “I know baby,” he assured you, “night’s nearly over anyway, but we’ll have plenty more together yeah?” He asked as he held you in his lap.

You smiled as the four of them looked at you expectantly, “yeah,” you promised as you nodded off, pressed against Dwayne’s chest.

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Let me start by saying i love and enjoy your writing so muchhh and your content is just nddndjdndhdjegdu :'))

This is my first request so hope i am doing it at least decently so so so how about a mechanic/ motorbike enthusiast reader interacting with the lost boys, like they have a problem with one of the bikes and the reader comes up and is like "hey i can help let me just" and fixes it, and the boys are like 😶 we keeping this one ....

It could be a fem or gn reader !

Hope u like the idea and yet again thank you so much for existing ❤️❤️❤️

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Hi! Thank you so much for your kind words!!! Encouragement of my writing is always appreciated🥹🫶 I hope you like this! Sorry it took so long

Poly! Lost boys x GN Reader

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David checked his watch as he tossed a drained corpse off the dock unceremoniously. “Five AM boys, sun rises in a little over an hour, time to head back.” He ordered.

Paul groaned, his fangs still deep in the neck of a tall brunette. He ripped his mouth free and disposed of the girl, “we have over an hour!” he argued, “it takes fifteen minutes tops to get back to the cave from the boardwalk.”

“Yeah,” Marko chimed in, “we’re wasting moonlight if we go back now.”

“We’re going now,” David said sternly, “the last time we risked it Paul was almost a pile of ash in a fishnet shirt, now let’s go.” With that, David snapped and gestured to the two blonds, prompting Dwayne to grab them both by the collar and drag them along the dock.

“I hate when he does this,” Marko told Paul grimacing.

“Uh, yeah,” Paul said while readjusting his pants.

Once the boys had arrived at the spot where their bikes were parked, the vampires each hopped on and reved their engines.

Except for Marko, whose bike seemed determined to strand him at the boardwalk. He stuck the key in the ignition and flipped the engine kill switch: nothing. The bike cranked but the engine wouldn’t start.

Marko growled in frustration, while David checked his watch

“We don’t have time for this,” David spit.

Marko glared at him, “it’s five-thirty David, calm your tits,” He countered.

Dwayne crossed his arms and narrowed his eyes, “we may have a couple minutes before suns up, but we don’t have time for you to try and fail to fix your bike. Leave it,” he said.

Marko rolled his eyes and put his kickstand back down. “Well how the fuck am I supposed to get home then? I can’t walk now can I? And flying this close to sunrise is risky, even for me.”

“You can ride with me bud!” Paul chimed in.

Marko shot him a disgusted look, “ride bitch?” he asked, “yeah fat chance,” he grumbled.

“It’s either that or you burn up,” David shrugged.

“I’d rather die.” Marko said through gritted teeth.

David rolled his eyes and Dwayne pinched the bridge of his nose.

Marko groaned, “Paul, this is stupid, I’ll take your bike and you can ride on the back.”

“WHAT?!” Paul exclaimed as Marko attempted to pull him off the motorcycle, “dude it’s my bike!”

“Paul if you don’t move your ass I could die,” Marko told him frowning.

“Then perish,” Paul deadpanned.

Marko lunged at Paul, throwing him from his bike and pinning him to the ground. They rolled around on the boardwalk trading blows.

Dwayne and David looked on exasperated, as the chaos twins went at it. “We’re never gonna get home are we,” Dwayne asked.

David sighed in response.

You caught sight of the scene on your way back from your shift at the auto shop. Working the night shift meant you were usually met with a deserted wasteland of a boardwalk, instead of the flood of tourists and locals that regularly populated the spot.

Now you were faced with the image of two grown men rolling around on the ground together. You had to see what this was about.

You walked over and waved cautiously at the two calmer looking but obviously frustrated men. “Hey,” you greeted them, “what’s going on here, maybe I can help?” You offered.

Paul screamed as Marko bit his shoulder, prompting you to jump and step back, “or maybe I should just leave you to it…” you mumbled, concerned.

David turned his gaze from you back to Paul as he wrestled Marko into a headlock, but Dwayne noticed the grease smeared lightly on your face and staining your clothes, maybe you could help.

“Know anything about motorcycles?” he asked as he gestured towards Marko’s bike.

You smiled, “you’re in luck,” you told him, “I just got off a shift at Ocean Auto, I should be able to help you out.”

David’s gaze snapped up to look at you, “you can fix his bike?” He asked.

“I can sure try,” you replied, kneeling down to take a look as Dwayne pulled Paul and Marko off of each other.

You shrugged off your backpack and pulled out your toolbox. You opened the box and grabbed your multimeter, to check the battery.

The battery looked good so you moved on with your assessment. You removed one of the spark plugs and screwed in a compression tester.

Everything was turning up fine, but then realization hit you like a ton of bricks. You pulled out the bike’s air filter, only to find it just as you’d suspected, covered in dust and dirt.

You chuckled to yourself as you realized how stupidly simple the problem was. You turned to the four men, flashing them the filter.

“You’re gonna wanna soak this in some warm water and cleaner, but for now…” you trailed off as you pulled your water bottle from your bag. You sprayed the filter and wiped it with the bandana you kept in your back pocket.

You smiled as you handed it back to the curly blond man, “good as new…sort of,” you told him.

“Thanks,” Marko said as he popped the filter back into his bike and started his engine. “You’re a real life saver,” he told you.

“More than you know,” David mumbled to Dwayne.

As you packed up your stuff and stood to your feet, Paul slid an arm around your waist.

“Come here often sugar?” he asked you.

You blushed at his brazen attitude, “I’m here every morning, I work the night shift at the auto shop every day.” You told them.

“We’ll have to stop by sometime,” Dwayne said smiling, “but for now we’ve gotta go.”

David checked his watch, it was six AM, they were cutting it close. “C’mon boys,” he commanded, “let’s ride.”

You stepped back, getting the hint, “It was nice to meet you guys, see you around,” you waved as you walked off.

“Dibs,” Paul said, once you were out of earshot.

The other boys rolled their eyes as they all rode off into the night. This wasn’t the last they’d be seeing of you, not if they could help it.

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(I know I didn’t get to get into the romantic aspect of the Boys x Reader, so I’d be happy to write a part two for you if you want one when requests open back up!)

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