Lost In Santa Carla @assholechronicles - Tumblr Blog

8+ years of rp experience.

multiverse friendly

semi-selective

will not rp NSFW without talking about it first

side blog to @helliontwins

This is an rp blog for All of the boys from the Lost Boys 1987. :)

RULES Please read and follow before interaction!

#self promo #lost boys rp #lost boys promo

bloodsoakedtooth

David's earring was clearly the last to be made. They put all their creativity and energy in star's and then gave up by the time the costume department got to David

I want to bring this blog back, but, its a side blog on an acct i dont want people to know im lurking on. Hnnngggggg.

lyricgraphicsandshit

Daisies on your nightstand, never forget

dontcrime

Ignore how janky the bottom is for now, I’m not done sketching it lol. But It’s getting there! First traditional art in this artbook. Further edits will be made on all of these when I digitalize them.

We’ve got Paul in the Jack of Diamonds, the Magician. And that is some banging hair lmao. Best hair I’ve done to date. Most likely. lmao

Marko in the Queen of hearts, the Fool. He looks like Billy(?) from stranger things. Not my plan and not to please about that but hopefully once he gets a face, background, and color It’ll change. Might even slim him down a lot too.

Dwayne as the King of Clubs, out High Priestess. (No sketch of him just yet lol, still picking his pose.)

And Finally, David, our Ace of Spades. I’m still hashing the proportions and body outline out before adding clothes.

I’m fairly confident on my chosen Tarot Cards for the boys, but any impute is appreciated as I don’t know much.

#the lost boys #lost boys 1987 #david #dwayne #marko #paul #my art

helliontwins

Part one. The sketch.

Part 2 lines and details started.

Part 3 computer in the shop to be diagnosed. 🙄

#i lived for aday #then my computer when #thats what you think #heres what ithink #byeeeee #ooc

helliontwins

Update

I was gonna get on but now im avoiding tumblr to keep Siege spoilers away until i can see the show myself.

#ooc; lamborghini

bombs--away

◤ with that smile on his face ;;

// and a drum beating within him

It was saying,

“To die will be an awfully big adventure.” ◢

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@bombs–away - independent Marko from Lost Boys || click for all-in-one || played by Fool || OC and Crossover friendly || private/semi-selective

#promo

pigeonheld

“𝗕𝗼𝗺𝗯𝘀 𝗔𝘄𝗮𝘆!”

𝗜𝗻𝗱𝗶𝗲- 𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗸𝗼 𝗥𝗽 𝗕𝗹𝗼𝗴- 𝗯𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗻 𝗯𝘆 𝗔𝘀𝗵

#promo

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As Paul scrolled through his phone notifications he saw MArko’s name pop up as an unread message. Looking at it he blinked and checked, then triple checked, the time stamp. Five days ago?! How ahd he missed this?!

#pigeonheld #thanks for the follow #we can chat and plot if you want #just wanted to toss out a hello #pauly boy #modern

shedrank:

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Callie smiled a little knowing that,now her idiot brother could get her without any guilt thinking that the leader of the biker gang was with the girl he was obsessed with. She just hope the girl wouldn’t break his heart,or Callie would have something to say about it. Her and Michael didn’t always get along,like most siblings,but they had always been close and over protective of one another.

‘‘Ah,well that’s good news for my brother then.’‘She chuckles,shaking her head,her dirty blonde hair following her movements,’‘But if she hurts him,I might have to have a word with her.’‘She says,a little more serious,but her tone is still playful. She gives him a playful wink to show him she’s half joking,even chuckling a little more at her lame attempt.

‘‘She really is pretty,and if definitely Michael’s type. I do hope things work out with them,but I gotta admit,I’m kinda jealous he’s already finding love and we haven’t even been here that long.’‘

“Love?” Paul snorted and rolled his eyes. Sure, think that. He didn’t believe in love like that, there was only the party, fucking, brothers and Marko. “He’s more likely to be murdered than find love in this city.”

Paul didn’t believe in fairy tales, hadn’t in a long while. The gang was the best thing that had ever happened to him, so he also didn’t want to believe in the tales. Nothing was better than life right now. “You wanting love, Princess? Or just fun? You’re brother is on the loosing end in this city.”

#pauly boy #sorry about how short it is and how long it took

assholechronicles

fuckingvictus

assholechronicles‌:

@fuckingvictus

Paul found himself alone late at night, or early in the morning if one would prefer. Most nights it was okay, he’d have his blunt premade and would just find himself dazed until the warmth of the morning began to lick at him. The high would dissipate and he’d make his way back home or to his brothers if they were still out. But tonight was different.

Earlier in the night he’d smoked with a couple of possible blood bags and that was fine, usual even, but he hadn’t realized they’d stiffed him. They stole his two premade joints that had been hidden and now that the night was nearing it’s end and he wanted a smoke he didn’t have it. Of course this theft meant that tomorrow first thing he would be doing is hunting those two down and stiffing them.

So, unfortunately here Paul sat, on a banister that separated the board walk from the beach, as sober as the day he was first born. He hated it.

now, it’s not every day that marko catches a glimpse of paul actually moping. marko had grown to respect the other’s nature but at the same time still found it so incredibly annoying. how could he always appear to be in such good spirits all the time? regardless, he makes his way slowly towards the other, his free arm swinging by his side as his chewed on the skin around his thumb nail. nervous habit.

“why the long face, pauly?”

hand falls back to his waist as he raises an eyebrow, letting his arms rest on the banister as he looks towards the other. lips purse together, eyes widening slightly as he expected an answer before his attention is drawn back towards the beach. “haven’t seen you mope like this since that one girl at that seedy bar rejected you.”

assholechronicles

Thoughts had passed through him mind more lucid than he normally liked and upon seeing Marko he gave a weary smirk. His favored brother would of course be about and of course notice before any other could.The first thought he had upon hearing the question was ‘Lie, Make something up. Don’t let him know.’ But then he dismissed it and let himself fall backwards, holding onto the banister to now stare up- down? - at the sand below.

“My dope was stolen. Gonna have to hurt early tomorrow.” Half truth. Yes it had been stolen, yes he had to kill earlier than preferred (he enjoyed the hunt and those idiots would be far too easy of prey), but that wasn’t all. With his mind healing without the drug to damage it, memories were resurfacing. Memories he would prefer to keep tucked away under the haze of a seemingly never ending high. Said high that the thieve had stolen from him with the theft of the blunts.

“That chick was nothing. Just left me with blue balls is all. I was moping about that not the girl.” Excuse you, get the fact right asshole. His sarcastic thoughts brought a small smirk to his lips again and he looked to his favorite brother. Even if he had said it aloud Marko would know he was teasing.

#fuckingvictus #pauly boy

Fiiiiinnnneeeee. I’m online.

#ooc #tbd #jk #im on though #im going to do replies