snesus

Writer, ominous cloud enshrined within a prison of flesh, cat lover currently obsessed with lost boys

[snesus]

Me everytime I write David: how can I make him hot and creepy

[snesus]

Chapters: 3/? Fandom: The Lost Boys (Movies), The Lost Boys - Hoch/Hornsby/The Rescues Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: David/Michael Emerson (Lost Boys), David/Michael Emerson/Star (Lost Boys), Michael Emerson/Star (Lost Boys) Summary:

There was movement, his brother getting closer and speaking in that tone of voice that said he was right and Michael was wrong. "He's trying to be better," Sam sounded almost hopeful. "Mom said he's been searching for a job, that's why he's been gone so much."

His jaw clenched, pulse loud and racing. This was Sam, he had to keep reminding himself, he didn't know what he was saying. He hid away whenever things got bad, didn't see the worst of it. The kid was innocent, this wasn't his fault.

"Order food, Sammy." He spoke low, jacket pulled over his arms and wallet thrown on the table. "Get whatever."

There was no arguing, no one listened to him here.

[fang-bait]

i'm never far behind

[fufferrrrrrr]

do not be afraid of death because what if death was a pretty boy played by uwe kroeger who tells you to kill yourself

[alibsangels]

You'll be who you were meant to be

[snesus]

How many times is too many to listen to the lost boys album, asking for a friend

[airlocksandaviariesarchive]

2 genres of fanfiction:

1) put that guy into situations

2) take that guy OUT of situations for the love of GOD let them REST 

[ckret2]

#you put the sad guy in #you take the sad guy out #you put the sad guy in and you shake him all about

[snesus]

Watched the movie and it was pretty fun! It was neat to see what the musical picked from the movie for inspiration and how the characters grew. If I was a child and had found the VHS to this, it would have been my all time favorite movie. I grew up watching hellboy and the underworld movies, I was a strange child.

All in all, it wasnt the best movie i've ever seen but a fun one. Would I watch it again? Yes, unfortunately, I would.

[talesfromthecrypts]

I was meant to be yours We were meant to be one Don't give up on me now

@iwannabelongtosomeone & @sparklyslug

[snesus]

Chapters: 2/? Fandom: The Lost Boys (Movies), The Lost Boys - Hoch/Hornsby/The Rescues Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: David/Michael Emerson (Lost Boys), David/Michael Emerson/Star (Lost Boys), Michael Emerson/Star (Lost Boys)

The blonde jumped up onto a crate, hand grabbing hold of the rigging and lifting himself up with ease. He motioned for the crowd to get louder, lips twisted into a satisfied grin at the wave of noise that followed.

Those eyes seemed to pick Michael out of the crowd, time slowing until all he could hear was the thumping of his own heart and stuttering breath. The man tilted his head, eyes narrowing in something close to interest - grin becoming wider, teeth showing. He pressed two fingers to his lips and pushed them out towards Michael, wrist twisting with the action.

He's not proud of it, but his knees buckled just a fraction and he was forced to grab hold of the wall for support. The blonde laughed, head tipped back and adam's apple bobbing. Without another glance, he was already jumping back onto the stage and joining the woman still belting out notes.

What the fuck just happened?

[snesus]

Gonna watch the Lost Boys movie with some friends later! Hopefully this will kick my tired brain into drive and I can write a little bit today. Don't wake up at 5 am folks, its not worth it.

[count-twinkula]

DID HE JUST DROP DAVID'S BIRTHDAY ON US???

[snesus]

I'm now at the part in the deepest kind of bruise where David finally appears and I have been staring at the document for far too long, David please... speak to me... how hot am I going to make you

[snesus]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

It was empty now. Emptier then he'd ever remembered it being. There were memories tied to every square inch of this place. Sam's laughter from the front yard, clothes soaked as Michael sprayed him down with the hose. His mothers attempt at gardening in the back, the flowers still wilted where they remained in abandoned plots. He could almost smell his mothers cooking wafting out from the kitchen, humming and incredibly off tune singing accompanying it. The oil stains from the very first time he worked on a bike he'd picked up from the junkyard, the panic that had coursed through his veins as he struggled to clean it before his parents got up. The slamming of doors, the force of it nearly rattling them off their hinges. Dishes crashing against walls, shattering into too many pieces to count. The screaming, the yelling, the complaints as another dinner went cold on the mahogany table. The smell of beer staining the carpet, glass bottles tinkling as they were thrown away after a particularly bad night. If this move was supposed to be a fresh start, then they wouldn't be moving to Santa Carla with him.

[snesus]

yes I have an obsession, yes its lost boys the musical thank you for your understanding

yes I wrote a one shot and now im writing a multichapter fic

yes I am right where I want to be, ty

[snesus]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

A halfling can only go so long without making their first kill before it begins to take a heavy toll on the body. Star has finally reached the end of what a body can endure when ignoring its basic instincts, pain bringing her to the edge. Will she give into instinct? Or let this war finally end, weapons on the ground and fire snuffed out.

[sharkyscribbles]

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