lost girl is an Alternative Universe, so please don’t come at me and say “no that’s not what happened in the film.” Etc as I know :-) but considering I always hated the fact the boys died I’ve decided to rewrite it how I want it to be. So read and follow how much it’s changed compared to the Original!
Lost boys fanfic, will be multi-chapter fic.
Lost boys (Michael as well) x reader.
Watching them through your dream had you worried, most people have 1 or 2 soulmates. You believed 3 is the max amount recorded, yet here you are dreaming of 5 men, well if you can call guys in their 20's men.
Sitting up in bed, you peered over at your phone. It hadn't long stopped beeping its annoying tune, it's 7am and you had to hurry up and get ready for work. Rubbing your eyes you swing your legs over the side of the bed, you peer down at the 5 names written on your arm; Michael, David, Marko, Paul & Dwayne. Supposedly the order of names in when you will meet each of them.
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As i pull away from her hug, I can’t help but grin. She seems like such a sweetheart; “Come on, let’s go sit down to the dinner table I’ve bought pizza home for tea.” She says as she begins to make her way down the stairs towards where I can hear rustling of pizza boxes opening.
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As we make our way through the crowds lingering across the boardwalk i can't help but to follow like a lost sheep. I have no clue where we're going but, but surely my soulmate can't be leading me to danger? That's why my legs willingly follow him as he makes his way towards a motorbike.
He gets on, and holds his hand out to me to take hold of, "come on, jump on." He says his eyes baring into my own.
Masterlist
Poly! Lost Boys x Max’s Daughter Reader
Prologue
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Lost boys fanfic, will be multi-chapter fic.
Lost boys (Michael as well) x reader.
Watching them through your dream had you worried, most people have 1 or 2 soulmates. You believed 3 is the max amount recorded, yet here you are dreaming of 5 men, well if you can call guys in their 20's men.
Sitting up in bed, you peered over at your phone. It hadn't long stopped beeping its annoying tune, it's 7am and you had to hurry up and get ready for work. Rubbing your eyes you swing your legs over the side of the bed, you peer down at the 5 names written on your arm; Michael, David, Marko, Paul & Dwayne. Supposedly the order of names in when you will meet each of them.
Started January 2024
Blurbs Imagines Miscellaneous Series Poly! Lost Boys X Emerson Sister The Promise Warning: This story will deal with abuse, mentioning of an ED, and touching on being taken advantage of by a boyfriend. I don't go like to go into too much detail, but it's going to be a recovery story with the guys. How they would treat their mate - how their mate is "special" above all other humans. Also a different take on how mated relationships work. I've read a lot about relationships with the guys, but I haven't seen one like this. Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four Chapter Five Chapter Six Chapter Seven Chapter Eight Chapter Nine Chapter Ten Chapter Eleven Chapter Twelve Chapter Thirteen
A great Lost Boys (poly) x reader fic 🖤🖤
Lips parting in a soundless gasp, I realized what situation I had found myself in. My eyes darted around, searching for a friendly face or someone to jump into the fray, but I only found people who averted their eyes and walked faster. The men surrounding me were sneering at me, thinking it was funny that they could corner a female.
“I’m talking to you!” One of the men said. He had a bald head and numerous tattoos covering his arms.
“Scared now that none of those freaks are here to save you?” Another guy taunted, dark hair slicked back. He leaned down, putting his face close to mine.
I gulped, my entire body shaking, anticipating what these men planned to do with me. I could have sworn that my fear was palpable, that a thick stench clouded the Boardwalk. I couldn’t break through the four men circled around me like a school of piranha that smelled blood, so I brought my arms tighter across my body. I tried to take comfort in Dwayne’s jacket and the sudden waft of his scent. One of the men reached out to grab at the leather. I pulled away, hitting my hip into the jut of the railing as I did.
I gasped in pain, feeling a bloom of agony in my hip. Tears rushed to my eyes as the pain almost knocked my breath away. I wasn’t sure if I had broken my hip; it was throbbing so badly.
“Please don’t,” I begged, green eyes wide with fear and unshed tears glimmering.
“You don’t need their jackets,” the first man sneered, dipping his head down. He had a satisfied grin at being able to scare the female his rivals were enamored with. My nose wrinkled at the smell wafting from the dark cavern of his mouth. It smelled like rotting teeth, grease, pork hotdogs, and beer.
“No!” I cried out, trying to shimmy away from the eight hands reaching out to rip the jacket from my body. I was too weak to fight them.
“Come on, pretty girl,” a hand tried to touch my face. I flinched back, slamming into the railing. I felt a throbbing sensation in my back due to the handrail sharply digging into the prominent bones. I was going to be bruised tomorrow.
“No!” I shouted, trying to get away from him. I watched in horror as he raised his hand as if he were going to backhand me. I screwed my eyes shut tight, trying to make myself smaller. I wondered if I could fall backways from the railing - and hit the sand. It might be safer.
“Now, that’s no way to treat a beautiful lady,” a familiar, taunting voice filled the air. I sagged in relief, recognizing the voice as David’s. I opened my eyes, seeing Paul grasping the man’s wrist before he could follow the motion. I sighed in relief that they had finally shown up on the Boardwalk.
“You okay, baby?” Marko pulled one of the guys roughly by his jacket. He tossed him without a care in the world. I panted, feeling the beginnings of my adrenaline rush fading as Marko wrapped an arm around me. The aches and pains were throbbing, becoming sharper with every passing moment.
“Yeah,” I muttered, turning in Marko’s hold to bury my head in his soft, patched jacket. They were quiet for a few moments, probably thinking of how to handle the situation while the bullies were blubbering.
“Go to Dwayne, darling,” David’s voice finally broke through the silence. I raised my head, looking at the man in charge of the four guys. David nodded at me, eyes gentle and appraising as he looked over my figure. Marko’s ironclad hold loosened as Dwayne held a hand out for me to take.
I took a moment to calm myself further before I put my tiny hand in Dwayne’s outstretched appendage. His massive hand dwarfed mine as he tightly but gently squeezed our hands together. I looked up at Marko for a second, and he gave me a wink before I let Dwayne lead me away from the scene.
When we reached their motorcycles, my teeth chattered as I succumbed to shock. Dwayne grabbed my waist, lifting me onto a bike. He inspected me, looking over my face as I convulsed with violent shudders.
“Are you hurt?” Dwayne asked, concern bleeding into his voice as he finished his precursory check. I wanted to deny the injuries, but my hip was starting to swell.
Instead of providing a response, I just looked up at the brunette who I had tried to find upon my initial appearance at the Boardwalk. Dwayne wasn’t wearing a jacket; he was just wearing his jewelry and a sash around his torso. I realized that I was still wearing his jacket and went to pull it off.
Dwayne put his hand on top of mine, creating a ripple of hot tingles radiating from the source of the skin-to-skin contact. I gasped in amazement, becoming engrossed in the feeling of effervescence beneath my pale skin. I didn’t notice Dwayne’s fond expression as he watched me. I also didn’t hear the return of the three other males in the group.
“Is she okay?” David’s calm voice cut through the fog that had filled my mind from the skin contact. I blinked and snapped out of my trance.
“She hasn’t said a word,” Dwayne’s deep, velvety voice was worried as he stroked back the hair hanging around my face. Paul approached me, a massive smile on his face.
“Are you hurt anywhere, honey?” Paul knelt down in front of me. His handles settled on my knees, a comforting and warm weight on my shivering frame. However, I felt the same tingles shooting through my bony patellas as I had with the other three. Marko ran his hand across my back to provide comfort, but I yelped. His hand had inadvertently hit a bruise, but I missed the anger that darkened their irises.
Marko’s hands flew into the air immediately after I yelped. He was scared that it was his strength that had hurt me when it was just a slight pressure on a bruise. I tried to reach behind me, but I winced when twisting strained my hip.
“Ow,” I mumbled, left hand reaching down to cradle my bruised hipbone. I knew I would be sore tomorrow if right now was any indication.
“What hurts?” David demanded, his pale blue eyes holding my gaze. I felt compelled to tell him exactly what hurts.
“My hip and back,” I whispered. Paul stood at his height of 5’11. He leaned around me, pulling the jacket back to lay eyes on my injuries. I shied away from his sudden tugging on my clothing. Their eyes narrowed at the reaction, but they decided not to say anything. They figured their mate would let them know when I was ready.
“Let’s take her to the cave,” David commanded the other three while I furrowed my brow in confusion. Why would they want to take me to a cave? I wondered if that was their own language to describe their hang-out.
David rested a gloved hand on my cheek. I nuzzled into the surprisingly warm and soft leather while David’s eyes softened at the action. He stepped back after a moment, getting onto his own bike. Dwayne straddled his own motorcycle, pulling my arms around his torso. That’s when I remembered that his torso was naked. Flesh warm beneath my cold fingers.
Chapter Eleven
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I’m curious!
Always
Tommy Shelby x fem!character x Alfie Solomons
This isn’t a series as much as collection of filthy brain rot one shots because these three together sends my brain to feral places 🙈 She can be read as a reader or an OC - no use of Y/N but no physical description either. Enjoy! ♥️
She has been living dangerously, sleeping with both Tommy and Alfie behind the other’s back. Knowing that should she be caught these vengeful men may end her life. But when the worst happens and they discover her secret, their reaction is not what she expects…
M/M/F smut 🔞 Minors DNI. These are just straight up porn. Tiny amount of plot for the set up. A little dark but everyone is a consenting adult.
i. Dancing With Devils 🔞
ii. A Devil Scorned 🔞
iii. A Devilish Dilemma - coming soon
Pairing: Tommy Shelby x reader x Alfie Solomons
Summary: You’ve always taken the phrase ‘don’t shoot the messenger’ very personally. As a messenger for Alfie you always enjoyed a certain level of protection and maintained a professional relationship with his associates.
Well, all of that was about to change when you would eventually meet a certain Birmingham gang leader.
Warnings: period typical attitudes, cannon typical violence
Status: ongoing
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Something for all you Alfie fans out there!!!
Hope you enjoy the chapter :)
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You smiled and you could feel yourself relaxing as you walked through the streets of Camden. People smiled and waved at you and it was nice to be able to walk without having to look over your shoulder. As you walked through the bakery you smiled as familiar voices called out greetings.
You were finally fucking home.
“Oi, y/n. What the fuck are you wearing?”
You grinned at Ollie was he walked towards you smiling. You were currently wearing the coat that Thomas had given you. Part of you wanted to throw it away but then you didn’t. If you had thrown it away it could be seen as an insult and you didn’t want to offend the Shelby’s. Not for any personal reason but because it could damage Alfie’s negotiations.
And besides, it was a very warm coat.
Summary: Sparks fly when a self-sufficient, newly single mother meets the cold-hearted bachelor gangster of Birmingham. On their first outing, it was like everything in the world was asking for them to finally meet each other. But when fate intervenes, they soon find themselves suffering the reprocussions of their own decisions.
Rating: Mature, Minors DNI plz
Warnings: Warnings will be advised on each chapter.
You smiled, looking at your mates who were happy, and all together for the first time in weeks we all had time for ourselves. No people needing saving; you were free to just relax and make the most of it.
You snuggle against Thor who is sat next to you, you're wearing your favourite snoodie and you're lovely and toasty and away from the flying popcorn. Yawning away Thor notices and leans down and kisses you.
"Ready for bed my Love?", he asks streaking your hair from your face. Smiling you nod, escaping the room before more than popcorn can fly, you both make your way to Thors bedroom suite.
As you both step in he leans in, his hand lifting the hoodie from off your body, "you shouldn't hide this beautiful body my Love. I wish I could worship it at all times." He says as he kisses across your collar bone. His large hands travelling past your perk nipples which have hardened to the touch.
You lean in pressing your lips against your Gods, "I wish you could too, sweetie." You say as you lift his T-shirt from off of him, you guide him backwards towards the bed.
"Lie back and let me worship you," you say with a smirk on your lips, you begin to kiss down his toned chest, his hands tangling in your hair.
He's groaning beneath you as you nip your way down his chest, pulling his grey sweats down his thighs you take in his bare body beneath, he had omitted wearing boxers. Your mouth waters at the sight.
He's hard and ready for you, his cock laid against his abs, you feel yourself salivating at the sight of the huge cock in front of you. It's always a pleasure for yourself and Thor when you attempt to take the huge thing in your mouth.
You lick from the bottom to the top taking him in as far as you can go, he sucks in a harsh breath, his fingers digging into your scalp. "Yes my mate. Take as much as you can, I believe in you my love; take it like a good girl." He says as he strokes down your throat where he can feel his cock bulging in your throat, you've been trying desperately since getting together to attempt deep throating him but unfortunately you still haven't managed to get the hang of it without almost being sick.
You use your hands to help, sucking him down as much as you can, your hands doing the rest of the work. You stare up into those sparkling blue eyes which have lightning sparks glinting. You fondle his balls in your other hand, his hands keeping you from taking him too much. You can feel he's getting closer.
"Hum a little, let me feel those vibrations, Good Girl," he moans as he feels himself about to explode down your throat.
"Swallow every drop," he says as he holds you there so you'll take every drop. You take as much as you can in your mouth, you feel the hot cum shoot into your mouth. Swallowing it down while looking up at him, you lick the little bit escaping his softening cock.
"Gods, your amazing baby girl."
You can't help but to smile and cuddle against him, tired out and ready for some sleep. He wraps his large arms around you tight, you can now sleep knowing you've satisfied your mate. You are so thankful for your Soulmates.
