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@wolfofsantacarla
THERE'S A STARMAN! -- David Bowie Kyson Davis // 22 // werewolf of the solana pack // mechanic // local sweetheart // unfortunately helplessly in love with vampires Welcome to the blog! As stated, this is a ask/RP blog for my werewolf oc for the 1987 Lost Boys movie!
Read more below! (header by @/chaoscouncilcreaturecorner)
“Hey, dude. I think I’ve seen you hanging around here with the Lost Boys gang. Maybe if they can see me, you can too.”
@holland-the-ghost
Kyson jumped at the sudden voice, snapping his head around. Seeing the boy standing behind.
“Oh— uh, hello!” He’d say, starting to smile, but it soon dropped when he actually processed what had been said to him. Green eyes narrow slightly, confused.
“Um… I’m sorry, what?” He looked the stranger up and down. He seemed normal, but something felt… off.
holland-the-ghost
“Humanoid? Like hind legs and shit?” Holland tilted his head and smirked. “What happened to being different than the movies?”
Holland brushed a hair away from his eyes. “Why do you hang out with the man eaters if you don’t?”
"Ehehe, yeah, like that..." Kyson would chuckle sheepishly. A bit flustered from the ghost's smug look. "Uh, well... the movie's make it seem like that stuff happens ALL the time. And that we are some sort of blood thirsty monsters. Which is why people are so scared of us... it's offensive, honestly." The werewolf released another awkward laugh when Holland asks about the boys. "That's... a complicated story."
“I love complicated stories.” Holland rested his chin in his hands to mimic a gossiping teenager. “The lost boys are the masters at making any situation complicated. David basically indoctrinated me into their little cult.”
The ghost stared at the wolf boy, waiting for him to spill his own secrets.
Kyson grimaced a bit, looking unsure. “Well…”
He sighed softly. Deciding to just go with the condensed version for now. “A few years back, the boys… hurt someone I loved. And I was really angry. I didn’t know it was them who did it yet, but I knew that I was vampires.”
The werewolf swallowed, his hands winging together slowly as he stared down at his shoes.
“I was… tracking them down. And the night I finally found them… we fought. I think that’s the first time I ever got so angry, I got violent…”
“Why wouldn’t you? They killed someone you loved, of course you would be angry.” The ghost stated, jaw clenched. He wasn’t mad at the wolf, but more angry at the vampires. They could control their feedings, but that didn’t stop that small fire in Holland to stir.
“Then what? Obviously you guys didn’t kill each other.”
Kyson smiled weakly. "Yeah..." He sighs. "I ended up grabbing Marko and tossed him out towards the cave entrance. By then, the sun was coming up. And then I saw how scared and... human he looked, and... I stopped. Because I realized that if I went through with revenge, I'd be just like them." He swallowed. "So, I ran out and got him, and then I passed out. Woke up to find out they bandaged me up."
Would anyone like an rp where Kyson is in his puppy forms 👉👈
starter for @forever-in-the-neon-lights
“Hey, Rose?” The werewolf suddenly popped his head up from his bike (which he was tinkering with) when he noticed the woman walking by.
“Sorry, question— how do you think Marko would feel about new gloves?”
Rose turns. Stopping her stride when she called. Her head tilted when he asked her the question. It seemed gift giving was common amongst the supernatural creatures of Santa Carla.
"I mean. I don't think he'd be against a new pair. Why? You find some or somethin?"
Kyson gave her s little grin, looking sheepish.
“Well, technically, yeah…” he chuckles a bit, green orbs glancing away.
“He’s always chewing on his, so I thought he might like something new, ya know?”
Rose smiles a bit when she thinks of the quirk the other had. She had always found it cute. Hell, she's seen him do it to just his hand before. Humming slightly she nods.
"I mean he hasn't eaten the leather." She laughed. "But I'm sure he would enjoy another pair.."
Kyson laughed, getting up from his kneeling position and wiping his hands off a bit in his jeans.
“Don’t tempt him, I’m sure he would try.” He’d joke. “You off your shift now?”
starter for @demon-dragon
It was yet another beautiful, warm day. The bright sun shone down on the dancing, smooth waves of the beach, lighting up the water with glimmer.
Kyson was lingering around the shoreline, ankle deep in the cool blue as green orbs carefully scanned through depths. He was looking sore seashells. He’d gotten off early from work, and didn’t quite want to head home just yet, so this was where he found himself.
He spotted a shine of pink in the sand and reached his hand into the water, smiling as he pulled out a pink pretty spotted shell. Thumb tracing its smooth curves. Yes, his mother would surely like this one. She loved bright colors.
On a day like this, perfect and clear, Jaxon always took the time to enjoy his ever growing obsession of movies and music. He had just finished shopping at the record store, now just blasting music through the headphones of his walkman. This occasion, he mostly wanted to be alone, and blast music through the headphones of his Walkman.
He had found a quiet spot on the beach, away from the crowds of people enjoying the sunshine. He sat there on the sand and started to stare out at the Shoreline, watching ships and boats fly past in the distance. And while he did so, Jaxon noticed a person walk into his field of vision. He blinked, snapping out of his trance as he watched Kyson pick up a shell and examine it.
He tilted his head slightly, watching the guy and observing him.
Kyson had carefully placed the shell in his other hand as the hand he used to pick it up when back into the water. Gently feeling around, looking for more shells.
The werewolf sensed the feeling of eyes on him and turned his head slightly, taking notice of the stranger watching him.
Wanting to be polite, he gave him a smile and a little nod. Saying: “Hello!”
Sorry for no replies today, it’s been up early and am kinda drained lol. But please feel free to ask Kyson question! I miss answering asks ;w;
“Excuse me? Do you need help? No offense, but you look a bit lost.” - Kyson @wolfofsantacarla (Hello!)
“Oh— hi, yeah I guess— my family and I just moved to Santa Carla recently, so I’m still getting my bearings. Don’t know my way around too well yet. Are you a local?”
(Hello!! Nice to meet you!!)
thoushallnotfear
Michael looks at Kyson quizzically for a moment before the realization hits him. “Oh! You mean— I see—“ he runs a hand through his hair, looking— embarrassed? Generally flustered? It was hard for him to place it, too. “I shouldn’t have assumed, that’s— that’s my bad,” he says.
“That’s, uh, cool with me. I’ve got family that’s the same,” he says, hoping that’s not too weird to say. “Well then I hope— I hope you’re having luck with the guys.” He seems to realize he’s rambling and blinks hard before getting back on track.
“I like rock and roll,” he says. “Lots of glitter isn’t usually what I go for, but I am looking to shake things up while I’m here. I’ll have to check it out!”
Kyson couldn't help but start laughing at the look on Michael's face when he clues in, covering his mouth to try and stop himself. And utterly failing.
"I-I'm sorry!" He says a best he can. "Sorry, heh... uh, I GUESS you could say I have had luck. I have..." He thinks. "Partners." Yeah, let's go with that. "I don't know, glitter makes things more shiny and appealing, in my opinion." He teases, giving Michael a little nudge to let him know things were good. His grin seems to widen when Michael says he'll come along. "Great! They're doing another show tonight, so you won't have to wait long!"
Michael shakes his head, laughing at himself a bit some too. “You’re fine, you’re fine, I just— you caught me off-guard, I guess.”
“Partners, plural?” He goes on. “Damn, leave some people for the rest of us!” He says, only realizing the implications of his words a few seconds later. “I mean— that joke doesn’t work the way I intended it to. You get what I mean.”
Michael was happy for the levity, and that Kyson felt safe enough with him to trust him with something so important. It made him feel warm.
“Another show tonight, huh? Well, now I have to go! Was hoping to check out more of the boardwalk then, anyways. So that’s— that’s perfect,” he says, smiling wide.
“Yeah…” Kyson chuckled in embarrassment at the question about his partners. “I guess just have a lotta love to give.”
His grin only seems to widen at Michael’s enthusiastic response about coming to the show tonight, feeling a spark of excitement roll over him.
“Great! You’re gonna love them! At least— I hope you do, heh…” he laughs softly. Green eyes glanced up at the sky, noticing a few specks of stars in the now reddish pink sky.
“So…” he starts, turning back to Michael. “You mentioned your brother. What’s your mom like?”
“Seems like you do, indeed,” Michael replies lightly. “This place seems…” Michael glances around at the passerbys, “…a lot more chill about a lot of things. Cool that that’s one of them.”
Michael thinks he might be making a bit of a fool of himself. When Kyson returns to the topic of the concert, he’s happy to take the out.
“I mean, you seem like you’ve got good taste. I bet I’ll enjoy it. But there’s only one way to find out for sure.” Kyson’s excitement is infectious, and Michael was starting to get excited about the prospect of the night’s coming performance, too.
Michael briefly follows Kyson’s gaze up to the sky, seeing the stars start to peek out. That was fine. Michael hadn’t intended to go home until everyone else was asleep, anyways.
“My mom,” he echos, returning his attention to Kyson. “She’s… well. She moved us out here. Her dad owned a spot up on the outskirts of town, and that’s where we’re at now. She’s a good person. And I do love her a lot, I just…” he runs a hand through his hair and looks down at the ground. “It feels like she expects too much from me right now. You know? We just moved. I just… want some space. Is that too much to ask?”
Kyson huffs a laugh at Michael's 'good taste' comment, lightly shaking his head. "Ah, it's not that good..." He says a bit sheepishly. Only turning back to Michael fully when he started to talk about his mom. Green eyes softening a bit at his words. "That's understandable." Kyson would say softly. "Everyone needs a break. From what you said, she sounds nice. Maybe she doesn't know she's making you feel that way. Maybe you should..." He shrugged his shoulders. "Talk to her about it." Her pauses, thinking carefully. "Can't really know how someone truly feels about things unless you talk it out, right?"
“Eh, guess I have to see for myself,” he says, giving Kyson a playful nudge.
Michael shrugs, his gaze dropping towards the ground. “Maybe? I don’t know. Feels like it wouldn’t change her mind at all. In her eyes, stuff has to get done and someone needs to step up and do it. And I’m the only here. So.”
He looks back at Kyson. “I don’t know. But regardless, it’s not like she can bar me from leaving the house. I’m old enough now that I can make my own decisions, and there’s nothing she can really do to stop me. So… I guess that’s good, at least.”
Michael glances around the boardwalk. “You wanna get something to eat before we completely lose daylight?”
Kyson shrugs will a little hum at Michael's answer, looking down at his feet. "Yeah... at least she cares enough to want to know where you are though, right?" He'd say with a smile. "Sure, your grown. But you are always gonna be her baby." Kyson chuckled, a bit embarrassed at his own words. "At least, that's how my mom would put it, heh..." He looked back at Michael when he's asked the question about food and nods his head. "Sure! What do you usually like to eat? I can pin point a place."
Kyson cheeks felt his cheek get warm at the laughing, making a face. "What?" He grinned sheepishly at her words, looking embarrassed as he rubbed the back of his neck.
"Heh, I guess..." He shrugged his shoulders a bit helplessly. "Riding is fun!" Kyson tilted his head playfully. Saying: "What? Did you meet a douchebag with a bike?"
“Nah, nothing like that.”
Something like that. Several of the notable groups tended to be… less than hospitable when it came to staking their claim in parts of the seaside town. While one particular group on the boardwalk hadn’t fully caught her irritation, thank goodness, the smell of the exhaust from the machines was almost enough to make her sick.
“To be honest? I… I don’t think I get it. I mean, if you ride, then it’s all good for you, but…” She sucked in a breath through her teeth before slowly exhaling. “I never understood it. One wrong turn or something like that, and you end up with a broken arm, a broken hand, or worse!”
Her face briefly paled at the thought of having to deal with a broken arm. Already, she could practically imagine the bone having to be reset back in its place before it healed improperly. And if she had to re-break it? That was a nightmare she didn’t want to face.
Kyson tilting his head, humming softly at her answer. "I guess that makes sense. I can be dangerous, and I've taken a few tumbles..." He'd admit with a bit of an embarrassed smile. Though he soon noticed the look on Val's face, and his brows furrowed slightly in concern. "Ah, it's okay! Sure, bad things can somethings happen. But worry about that stuff can just be a waste of time, ya know? People should be able to live their life to the fullest. And well... that means we have to get hurt a couple of times to do it, heh..." He chuckled slightly.
Closed starter for @wolfofsantacarla
As per David's request, he left the wolf alone to rest. Marko thought it was silly to let an outsider sleep in the cave, but atleast it wasn't in the nest. After waiting for what feels like forever, the vampire is getting restless
The more time that passes the more pissed off he gets until he's walking into the chamber where Kyson is. For a while he just watches, paces, psyching himself up and planning what to say
He even leaves, then comes back because he can't let the situation go
How dare the fight just end like that? Talk about anticlimactic. Marko was looking forward to seeing how far the fight could go, and more importantly winning it, but it got cut short and the unsatisfaction is eating him from the inside
boardwalk-anarchist
He chuckles "word"
The taunt was what finally name Kyson snap.
The werewolf's body lurched forward, something in green eyes sharpening as sharp teeth suddenly bit down onto the vampire's gloved hand. Hard.
The nervous energy comes flooding back all at once, stronger and more potent, more violent than nervous
Almost on reflect his other hand pulls back to punch Kyson hard with a snarl from the pain
When the werewolf sensed the hit coming, he'd reflectively let go... but the vampires quicker reflexes left him at a disadvantage. A sharp yelp escaped Kyson's lips as the fist made contact with his cheek, his head snapping sideways. On instinct, his own had rose, nails now a bit sharper, and he swung it forwards to try and slash at Marko's face.
He jumps back, getting into his feet
"cmon wolf, you can do better than that. You ain't that tired are ya?" Marko taunts, the adrenaline starting to build
In the spirit of a fair fight, he does however let Kyson get into a proper stance
Kyson grit his teeth, forcing himself up onto slightly shake legs. "We don't have to do this..." He'd warn lowly. Still, he got into a proper stance, ready to fight.
"we don't have to do anything, I just want to! Enjoy it, let loose, no sun either to cockblock"
He chews his glove one last time before taking them off, the first one with his teeth and the other normally
"I'm gonna guess you want me to make the first move? Because you're too scared to"
Kyson's jaw clenched, green eyes narrowing as his fists tightened. They were really doing this again, huh? No talking this guy out of anything...
"Fine. Throw your first punch." The werewolf said, never talking his eyes off the vampire.
Rowan was strolling through the woods in the middle of the night when she got that feeling she got when she knew she wasn’t alone—or at least that she wouldn’t be for long, “Hello? Is anyone else out here?”
-@yourlocalboardwalkwitch
There was a ruffle in the bushes before a figure appeared. Kyson was wiping some branches out of his hair when he say the woman.
“Oh!” He gave her a sheepish smile, looking embarrassed. “Sorry— are you lost, Miss?”
Rowan raised her eyebrows. It wasn’t every day you meet someone just wandering around the woods (though at the same time, what the fuck was she doing). She grabbed the strap of her crossbody bag.
“Oh, I- I’m not lost!” She held up her bag for a moment before dropping it back to her side, “I’m foraging.”
On one hand, this was a strange man in the woods. On the other, he seemed…nice enough? “Um, are you? Lost, I mean.”
Kyson's eyes flicked to the bag. "Oh, I see! Sounds neat." He gives her a smile, sheepishly rubbing the back of his neck at her question. "No, no, I'm not-- sorry, I know this must look weird." He laughed softly. "My family lives around this area, I was just out around checking the hunting traps. Sorry if I startled you."
“No I wasn’t startled, I was just…” Rowan pauses, looking around through the trees, “I guess I was a little sketched out. I know these woods can be dangerous if you’re not careful.”
She offers an awkward smile, rocking back and forth on her feet, “don’t worry about looking weird. I do weird things every day and no one seems to mind yet.”
"Yeah?" Kyson would say, tilting his head. "Still, sorry for... uh..." He laughed awkwardly. "For just appearing out of nowhere so suddenly I guess, heh... would you you like any help with your foraging?"
“Ha don’t worry about it,” Rowan brushed off, “I’ve had worse scares on the boardwalk alone.”
She weighed the options in her head. Again, the stranger in the woods factor didn’t help this man’s case, but he seemed nice enough. And Rowan was all too trusting, especially when she was a bit lonely, “Yeah…yeah I guess I could use an extra set of eyes. I found a crap ton of nettle a while back, and now I’m looking for elderberries, but they’re kinda hard to find in the dark…” Rowan trailed off when her rambling ran out.
Kyson chuckled softly at that, playfully rolling his eyes. “Yeah, I can definitely see it… heard it too.”
His grin seems to brighten at the acceptance of his offer. “Oh, I’m sure I can pick them out. My mom always said I got good eyesight.”
And smell too—
He walks forward slightly, keeping a respectful distance.
“I’m Kyson. And you are—?”
“DAVID!” Kyson was making a B-line for the side of the stage the minute the show was over. Bounding towards the vampire like an overly happy puppy the minute he got off, looking minutes away from tackling him into a hug with a wide grin (rip David LOL) @wolfofsantacarla
𝕴t was another night with a show well done and finished for the boys. It felt like even before the concert had really only just begun they were all already wrapping up again…The next one on the horizon for a later time-David hyping the crowd up again for a last time and wishing them all good night with an enthusiastic wave before heading off and into the side of the stage to change and unwind as much as the lead singer could…as much as he knew how to.
When he made it out, Kyson, ever eager as he was-was heading towards him. Would’ve thought he was another fan who’d been waiting all night for a chance to see him from how enthusiastic the puppy was.
“Looks like someone’s excited to see me.” The vampire said smugly but already had his arms out, beckoning for the wolf. “C’mon Kyson, gimme a hug. I know you want to. Been a long night.” He cooed, turning his head.
Ihavetohaveyou
“𝖀nless you have any…objections to the way I run things, Kyson?”
David never took well to his methods being challenged even if he longed for the challenge in others ways of his life… The wolf’s gentleness, while appreciated by him-when met with the vampire’s resolve that was difficult to budge rarely ever ended well…A stubborn one the platinum blonde was to crack.
In that smile, the warmth vanished-in its place came something more tense, like it had been plastered on David’s face and any wrong move would’ve been enough to break it off of him. Never good when he looked like that-
“If you know then why did you say otherwise?” His eyebrow arched.
“Silly boy…” He crooned, that softness in his voice returning again. What once was cute and loving takes on a sense of belittling now. Not out of a lack of love from him-When David looked at Kyson he saw a boy still too innocent enough to see things clearly the way he did.
Believe him, the elder one knew the way things were. In this kind of place life didn’t always give the soft landing they all deserved.
“Tough love, Kyson. I’d given the girl plenty of chances to take it.” There was a resentment in voice, foul, cold and cruel in its cadence. “The easy way…Lured people for her to feed, reminded her of what she’s forgotten…”
He’d begged her, pleaded with her and it hasn’t worked before or now. “And it’s never been enough.” A crack in the composure-it was small but unmistakable, desperation and vulnerability coming to the surface. “She won’t listen to me.” He rubbed his eyes, for a moment under all that tough guy veneer he looks almost exhausted and fragile-wouldn’t get him to admit it though…That he felt that way at all…
With a sigh he continued on, readjusting his posture like all his quiet rage and melancholy hadn’t bubbled up to the surface for his boy to see. “Never does hurt to try…”
“No—“ The response came immediately, the werewolf’s shoulders drawing up slightly. Already regretting saying anything in the first place.
Kyson shook his head, swallowing hard as the familiar feeling of guilt and uncertainty drew a tightness drew in his chest.
“That wasn’t what I said, I never meant…” he tried to protest softly, but the words died on his tongue at the tone that David was using. Green eyes locked onto the waves that shifted around them, shame twisting in his gut.
This always happens, it always happened…
He hated when David talked to him like that, like he was some misbehaving pup that didn’t know any better. That didn’t understand anything like he did. Because of course, David had to be all so knowing and smart.
Once the vampire had his little rant and rave, seeming to finally calm down enough, Kyson carefully moved closer, the waves shifting beneath them. Their gentle cool a striking contrast to the fire of nerves that coursed through his body.
“I wasn’t trying to say you aren’t, darlin…” He’d say, voice barely above a whisper. He cautiously reached out, finding once of David’s hands and interlacing their fingers.
“I know you’ve been trying. And I’m sure Star knows that you’re just trying to help her…” His other hand tentatively came up to to trace his finger along the cool skin of the back of the vampires hand.
“You can just… be really intense about things sometimes. And well, I guess it just makes people nervous…”
Hiiii I swear I'm working on drafts I'm just back and forth with stuff rn ;w;
Guysssss send me good vibes or cast motivation spells on me so I can write tomorrowwww I miss interacting with people on here ;w;
This is what the boys see when Kyson is mad at them LMAO
Correct
What do you mean ‘correct’ I don’t look anything like that!
You may be a different type of dog wolf thing but the expression is exactly the same
I— well… you DESERVE that expression!
Me!? I've never done anything wrong in my whole life
Oh yeah, cause a sweet lil angel DEFINITELY goes another bitting people.
Please I've never had anyone complain about me biting them EVER
Well SOMETIMES you bite too hard and it hurts!
So bite back harder? Dumbass
Markooooo, don't be mean!
Cmooonnnnnn Wolfie I ain't being mean! I'm just saying if I'm bitin to hard bite back harder, or kick me. I don't care I ain't picky, I'll get the hint
Mmm... you're lucky I love you, sunshine.
This is what the boys see when Kyson is mad at them LMAO
Correct
What do you mean ‘correct’ I don’t look anything like that!
You may be a different type of dog wolf thing but the expression is exactly the same
I— well… you DESERVE that expression!
Me!? I've never done anything wrong in my whole life
Oh yeah, cause a sweet lil angel DEFINITELY goes another bitting people.
Please I've never had anyone complain about me biting them EVER
Well SOMETIMES you bite too hard and it hurts!
So bite back harder? Dumbass
Markooooo, don't be mean!
This is what the boys see when Kyson is mad at them LMAO
Correct
What do you mean ‘correct’ I don’t look anything like that!
You may be a different type of dog wolf thing but the expression is exactly the same
I— well… you DESERVE that expression!
Me!? I've never done anything wrong in my whole life
Oh yeah, cause a sweet lil angel DEFINITELY goes another bitting people.
Please I've never had anyone complain about me biting them EVER
Well SOMETIMES you bite too hard and it hurts!
This is what the boys see when Kyson is mad at them LMAO
Correct
What do you mean ‘correct’ I don’t look anything like that!
You may be a different type of dog wolf thing but the expression is exactly the same
I— well… you DESERVE that expression!
Me!? I've never done anything wrong in my whole life
Oh yeah, cause a sweet lil angel DEFINITELY goes another bitting people.
