Got No Human Grace

"I booked it to California to leave a life of shitty expectations. Just my luck I ended up in the Murder Capital of the goddamn World." A Lost Boys OC Penned by & following back from fangedfanatic. User is 18+ - Minors, DNI

[nocturnalpolaroid]

Now all I can do / Is love what was once / So alive and new…

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A Lost Boys Original Character Penned by Grace / Follows from fangedfanatic User is 18+ - MDNI! Est. May 2026

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Activity may be sporadic due to my real life and general activities.

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Rules may be added on the longer I have this blog!

[nocturnalpolaroid]

“Rose, let me make this totally clear - I don’t give a fuck what he can do! Human, vampire, whatever the hell he is - I am not letting that asshole ruin things for you!”

[forever-in-the-neon-lights]

"This is sweet in a very twisted and violent way. But I cannot let you a relatively baby vamp go after my sire. Who has been around for who knows how long."

"Like he is most definitely more powerful than david, most likey on par with max.... or more...."

[nocturnalpolaroid]

“...shit. That does change things.”

“I’m sure I can think of something in a few nights. Gimme some time. Just... try and keep yourself fed, okay? Don’t want you getting weak.”

[ihavetohaveyou]

𝖂e rarely ever have a lot of guest musicians play with us. How can you blame me? Don’t dig sharing the spotlight with people not as deserving of it as the rest of us…Buttt, sometimes you really do have to make a kind of exception to the rules you laid out. Always a pleasure to play with one of the great town legends, isn’t it?

Right, old man? Still got it, you know-youth in your fingers and the strings you play…

[nocturnalpolaroid]

“…how the fuck did you get Slash to play with you?!”

“Wha- what in the fu- how the he- HOLY FUCKING SHIT, DAVID!”

[forever-in-the-neon-lights]

"He's not acting like he owns the place..... more just me...."

"I think if I give the okay to anyone. There is a line. Marko would be first, he's wanted to kill him long before he came back to Santa Carla...."

[nocturnalpolaroid]

“Just... you?”

“...fuck the line. Fuck whoever gets first pick. We’re destroying that scuzzball immediately.”

[forever-in-the-neon-lights]

"Val..... he isn't just some client. Not some human we can pick off. If that were the case I would've handled it......"

[nocturnalpolaroid]

“Rose, let me make this totally clear - I don’t give a fuck what he can do! Human, vampire, whatever the hell he is - I am not letting that asshole ruin things for you!”

[forever-in-the-neon-lights]

"He's not acting like he owns the place..... more just me...."

"I think if I give the okay to anyone. There is a line. Marko would be first, he's wanted to kill him long before he came back to Santa Carla...."

[nocturnalpolaroid]

“Just... you?”

“...fuck the line. Fuck whoever gets first pick. We’re destroying that scuzzball immediately.”

[forever-in-the-neon-lights]

"So many people want to do other violent actions to him. But. I just. I don't want yall to get hurt."

[nocturnalpolaroid]

“And seeing you get hurt because of that asshole?! No. No, no, a hundred times no! I’m not letting you suffer because one idiot thinks he’s got a right to... to walk around like he owns the place!”

“You’re a friend, Rose. And I’m not just gonna stand quiet while my friends get hurt. Please. Let me do this for you.”

[nocturnalpolaroid]

“…yeah, that does it. Rose, I’m gonna drag you the hell back to my place if it means you get to calm down and REST!”

[forever-in-the-neon-lights]

"I'm very calm and rested so hard I nearly starved.... I just. It's been difficult with him back in town."

[nocturnalpolaroid]

“Okay then, new plan. I’m finding that son of a bitch, dragging him by his eyelashes to the edge of town, and kicking his fucking head in until he gets the point.”

[forever-in-the-neon-lights]

Still avoiding the club... but I can sneak out of the apartment unseen. I totally forgot about bat mode for a bit.

I would go sleep with Marko. But that means being near David...... but I like my bed and not a big fan of sleeping upside down.

[nocturnalpolaroid]

“…yeah, that does it. Rose, I’m gonna drag you the hell back to my place if it means you get to calm down and REST!”

[nocturnalpolaroid]

Do you remember the last meal you ate as a human?

She gave a bitter laugh at the memory.

“Fucking funnel cake. I was running late for a shift at the kiosk, and I just grabbed the first thing on my way to work.” Val briefly gnawed at the inside of her cheek as she fought back a smile.

“Lady who made it gave me extra sugar that night, too. Said that it looked like I needed it… hope she’s doin’ okay.”

[pete-from-videomax]

“I could, but Mollys in right now.” He said defensively. “And I’m not freaking out about it! I just wouldn’t want to be vandalized if I was her!”

Pete crossed his arms over his chest. “Why do you want to know. Did you steal the cut out?”

[nocturnalpolaroid]

“Steal the-? What the hell would I even do with a cutout?!”

The look on her face was pure and total disbelief. Sometimes, she wondered just how people managed to get those sort of thoughts in their head.

“A- and why would I even want a cutout of Molly?! It’s like asking what I’d do with a bunch of kelp that washed up on the beach!” Tucking the longer side of her hair behind her ear, she looked at Pete with an expression of pure confusion

“You got a hell of a weird mind, you know that?”

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— danagray

[gottimetokill]

david chuckled softly to himself, fingertips gently grazing over colorful pages as his eyes lock onto hers.

"target?" a scoff and a huff of a laugh escape as he folds his arms across his chest, looking her up and down. "this your fucked up way of saying hi to folks?" he retorted, a brow rising.

[nocturnalpolaroid]

Something just beneath Val’s skin began to roil in anger at her own words being used against her. That strange primal need to teach him a lesson was practically scratching at her bones, but she pushed the sensation away in an instant.

“…shit. Yeah, all right, you got a point.”

Val glanced down to the comic book, then up to the bleached blond again. The air of menace he seemed to have around him was damn near stifling! But it wouldn’t be worth it to get into a fight with him.

“Sorry. Normally not on edge like this, but I, ah…” She sucked in an unneeded breath through her teeth. “I’ve seen the trouble you and your friends cause on the boardwalk. Not really my style.”

[the-god-of-illusion]

Greek mythology from A to Z:

[M] - the Maniae were spirits that personified insanity and madness.

[wanttobelongtosomeone]

"Hey, I think everyone's thoughts are important." Michael mused back, tilting his head back to look up at the sky. "Even when I try not to care what other people think.. It's hard not to. The most people usually offer is uh.. pretty rude, so I'll take a compliment when I can." He shrugged, looking back at Val. He was definitely rambling, but.. He felt it was important she knew it mattered to him. "I really do appreciate it." He mumbled, voice soft against the night.

His tone lightened as she spoke, a small snort escaping him as he nodded his head. "Yeah, Santa Carla seems like the perfect place for anyone who doesn't belong, since there's so much going on.." His hand gestured out to the boardwalk, a small smile on his lips. "Everyone seems so.. outside of the norm. It's easy to get lost in it, honestly.." He had definitely gotten lost in it himself, with the boys, the band, characters he wasn't quite sure he belonged with but was still around anyway.

His smile widened at her words, nodding back as he also moved to lean against the railing. "I can try my best to provide." He shrugged, looking back out to the boardwalk once again, "Although, I think my mom would suit that much more.. She's probably the most 'normal' person I know." A pause, before he added, "Not that that's a bad thing."

[nocturnalpolaroid]

“Hey, no need to worry about me. Normal’s subjective. Who knows - maybe my version of normal is another person’s version of ‘bizarre’.”

Val tried to smile, but it immediately faded as she gasped at her own words. Crap, of course she’d say something stupid like that! She was calling Michael bizarre, which meant she was calling his mom bizarre, and then on and on the list went in her head.

“Shit, sorry! Didn’t mean to sound like an asshole, but I just...”

Too far, Val. Scale it back. She took one breath, then another, as she tried to calm herself down. Her heart didn’t beat these days, but if it were, it would be pounding louder than a goddamn drum.

“My mind has moments where it starts… getting ahead of my mouth. I end up just… saying what I feel like, and I don’t think about it until it’s too late.”

[bookmatter]

Hangsaman, Shirley Jackson

[stars-bean]

Batman Returns (1992) dir. Tim Burton

[forever-in-the-neon-lights]

Rose followed the gaze of Val, seeing the boombox. A smile pulls on her face, pulling her towards the booth. "Music huh?" She looks around the booth, for any cassets to add on. Whether she liked it or not Rose wanted to spoil the other.

[nocturnalpolaroid]

“Yeah, it’s just-.” She bit back a laugh as Rose tugged her towards the booth. “Something I can use that I don’t gotta plug in! Huge benefit!”

As she approached the boombox, Val couldn’t help but admire its condition. Slightly weathered, but no major damage… it was practically a dream come true. But the hope of ownership came crashing down when she learned the price was-.

“A hundred and ten?!” Her voice was laced with anger as she looked at the tattooed man who was staring her down. “That’s bullshit! Who the hell do you think carries that kinda money on them?!”

“Tough shit. I’ve been looking after this baby for three years.” The booth runner snapped back, glaring at Val from over the makeshift table. “You don’t like it, find some other moron who’s willing to haggle! I’m not!”