The Lost Boys + Star And Their TALL S/o

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Poly!lost boys x Goth!mermaid!gn!reader

Got this idea a little while ago while swimming. It's honestly just me as a mermaid, but anyways....tell me what you think. And tell me if I should consider taking requests! Thank you and enjoy

Moving to Santa Carla was a big thing for you. You hadn't been here since the last time you came to visit your grandma, years ago. But now the house you had so many good memories of her in is all yours. Since you just got out of college, a house that you fully own isn't a bad start.

Even though it's across country from your whole family in Ocean city, Maryland.(another sunny beach town on the east coast) For as long as you could remember you mom would tell you the stories of how 'our kind need to stay by the sea, so we can always follow when it calls'. So Santa Carla was the perfect place, that you just had to re-learn to love.

After a week and a half of unpacking, job hunting and settling. You had found a job at a local alternative store, and you started in a few days. So you decided to have some fun while you still could, and go to the boardwalk.

You had forgotten how much you love the Boardwalk, Because you fit in with all the freaks and weirdos here. You were wearing ripped black jeans, a band-T you cropped yourself, black calf high boots with purple laces, and a black denim jacket with a painting of your family crest you did yourself too. You had a choker on, a few rings and bracelets, and you did your hair and makeup how you always do.

Moving through the heavy crowd, your senses were in full action. You could see all the bright lights, hear music somewhere in the distance, and feel the excitement in the air. But above all, you could smell the ocean air. The waves wafting the smell over you and making you feel right at home.

In the midst of all the fun, you hadn't noticed the two blonds tailing you. That was until you caught the shorter one staring, then immediately caught the twisted sister looking one staring too. Feeling playful as always, you ducked into the crowd, turned a few corners, and lead them right into a dead end. They couldn't understand it, they could have sworn they sall you turn into this ally.

"Looking for someone?" You said a smirk playing at your features. Now that you were up close, you could tell they weren't human.

"Just the rock'n Goth we saw just a second ago...do you know where they went?"

"That depends...what do you want with said rock'n Goth?"

“Well I'm Marko and this is Paul" Marko piped up “and we just wanna show you a fun time!"

"Well then, how could I say no to an offer like that, I'm y/n by the way"

The three of you made your way back to the Boardwalk, where you proceeded to raise absolute hell together. After a few hours, they dragged you over to their bikes. Where their two other friends and a little boy they had told you about. 'David, Dwayne, and Laddie' you thought to yourself.

David gave both the blonds at your sides a look of questioning. but all he got back was a look of ‘can we keep them!?!’. he would never admit it, but in that moment he was beat and he knew it. there was no getting rid of you. 

it didn't take long for your friendship with the boys to turn into more. you spend almost every night with them and its nothing but fun. even when you have to work late the boys are there at your job to visit distract you. the only reason your boss doesn't mind is because they only come in at night. 

after a while you piece together that they're vampires. you don't confront them about this, you want them to be comfortable enough to tell you themselves. that and you understood, you had a secret that you wanted to, but couldn't share.

as a mermaid showing someone your tail and swimming with them is an incredibly intimate thing. you wanted to share that experience with your boys, who you love so much. but you had to be sure of our decision before you did.

luckily you wouldn't have to wait for the conformation you needed, for long. the boys were happily surprised to hear that you already knew they were vampires. before they could offer you to turn, you asked them to meet you on the beach, late the next night. when you left the cave right after, the boys didn't know how to feel but they couldn't refuse you.  

the boys were anxious and curious the whole night on the boardwalk, wondering what you had in store for them. after the boardwalk had closed, the boys walked out onto the beach. after a minute of looking they saw you, far down the beach. you were sitting on a large rock with the light of the moon illuminating the silhouette of your upper half. 

the closer they walked to you the more they couldn't believe their eyes. there you were, your long tail of all black scales with streaks of shimmering gold, displayed in all its glory. in this moment you were even more breath taking to them ever, and then you turned to them, eyes the same striking gold color.  

when they reached you they were speechless so they let you speak. you explained to them what you were and they didn't make a noise the whole time, untill you were done. 

“can i touch it?” Paul said right before Dwayne smacked him upside the head.

You giggled "yes you can touch my tail just please be gental."

One by one they all reached out and placed a hand on your tail. With Carefull caressing they admired your scales up close.

"I've wanted to do this for a long time. Tell you guys everything, show you my tail and I would be honored if you would go for a swim with me." You spoke with confidence hiding the fear you were really feeling.

"How could we refuse?" David words soothed all your fears at once.

You could feel the excitement building in you, as the boys quickly stripped to swim with you. Diving into the water, the boys close behind you, there was nothing in the world that could make you happier. Vampires don't really need air so you didn't have to worried about it, while you swam the night away.

Horror movie marathon with Marko

Marvel movie marathon with Paul

Crime show binge with David

True crime binge with Dwayne

Cartoon network binge with laddie

Reality show binge with star

how could anyone hate a bird. what is your fucking problem

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Lost boys masterlist

Poly! Lost boys

Yandere lost boys x reader

Being lost boys adopted baby

The lost boys different parenting styles

What age would the lost boys turn adopted baby reader

Lost boys reactions to star being a mother to adopted reader

Max’s relationship with adopted reader

Father lost boys reaction to adopted baby reader being hospitalised

What father lost boys+star do for readers birthday

“You terrify them”

Father lost boys reaction to teen reader wearng punk makeup

Things they’ve said that stuck with you

Reactions to seeing you kiss someone

Readers aggressive bad boy boyfriend part 2

Lost boy dad au as songs

Faith jones mood board

Female rage

Daughter reader gets attacked part 2

Lost boys in parent teacher meetings

Meanwhile with the Emerson’s….

Where daughter reader goes to get away from them

Will James be the one to heal daughter reader?

James and readers relationship

James and reader dating mood board

David’s broken chair

James hart mood board

James hart backstory

Dreams of a promise

James and the boys first interaction

A day in church

Hair care

Catching reader with something she shouldn’t have

Faith and reader’s relationship

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