"She's smart, way smarter than me.. y'know she can crack top secret Russian codes, she's honestly unlike anyone i've ever even met before.." his words caused so many butterflies to bloom in your stomach, so many thoughts rush to your head, so many words to say, so many feelings, yet you don't know where to start.. all you could do is stay silent. "Y/N? Y/N, did you just OD in there?" he gently taps on the wall. "No.. I am still alive" you let out a sigh of relief. He slides under the wall into your stall. "The floor's disgusting" you chuckle. "Yeah, well, i've already got a bunch of blood and puke all over my shirt, so.." he explains. "Listen, about what I said I-" you cut him off. "Steve, shh" you place a finger over your mouth. You lean in, looking him straight in the eye. You are reluctant at first, but you have nothing to lose now, and it's now or never.. You lean in, your lips now centimetres away from colliding. Finally afte a few good seconds of thought, you connect your lips with his, but quickly pull away realizing what you've done. "I'm sorry, I-" you're interrupted bu Steve pulling you in by the neck and kissing you again, but this time, he deepened it. This time, it felt more real, more meaningful. Your hands slither up to the sides of his face. After a few more seconds, you both finally pull away. "So, not to jump into anything so fast but, does this mean you'll be my girlfriend..?" he asks, his hands still cupping your face. "Yes, I will be your girlfriend, Steve harrington.." "God, I can't believe I just got into a relationship with a Hargrove.. Y/N Hargrove, the best Hargrove.."

this is my first time to write imagines but I had a good feedback before I post this so enjoy😌💕 I'm open for any requests <3 Updates: - Roger Taylor - Brian may - John deacon - Freddie mercury

it cast imagines and prefrences !!! requests are closed! please note i'm a shit writer so please excuse any misspelled words or any cringe use of pet names :) {lowercase intended}

"People are stranger when you're a stranger." ____________ This book contains multiple imagines and some preferences for the male characters of The Lost Boys. Characters & Groups: - Alan - David - Dwayne - Edgar - Marko - Michael - Paul - the Lost Boys (Disclaimer: I do not own the art on the cover or The Lost Boys. All rights go to the respected creators.) Started: 12/23/2019 Finished: 06/17/2020 (temporary?)

NO LONGER TAKING REQUESTS it's what the title says ;) this will include fictional characters, actors, musicians, etc. you can request absolutely anything! hope you enjoy!!! -jordy ✨ (i suck at writing smut but i can tryyyy)

aesthete aesthete (𝑛.) 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑑𝑒𝑒𝑝 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑠𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑖𝑡𝑦 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑢𝑡𝑦 𝑜𝑓 𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑜𝑟 𝑛𝑎𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑒. this book includes ; - gif imagines - imagines - headcannons requests are open :) slow updates eighties nineties x reader ➪ started 06.12.20 ➪ Finished 00.00.00

╔═════ °• ♔ •° ═════╗ '𝑳𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒚 𝒇𝒂𝒔𝒕, 𝒊𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒑 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒔 𝒊𝒕.' ╚═════ °• ♔ •° ═════╝ 🄲🄾🄼🄿🄻🄴🅃🄴🄳 𝘠/n Y/l/n falls even harder for her long-time best friend, Ferris Bueller, whilst on a day out with her other two closest friends. Follows the plot of the movie with some improv! {𝐅𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐁𝐮𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫} 𝙸 𝚍𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝙵𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚜 𝙱𝚞𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚛'𝚜 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜. 𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝙹𝚘𝚑𝚗 𝙷𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚎𝚡𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚞𝚎 a𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚈/𝚗'𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚣𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚢! (𝚒.𝚎. 𝙸𝚗𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚘𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚙𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚗 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚒𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢!) 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚜 𝚡𝚡

LAST BOOK. BOOK 4. This follows the movies, only difference is that you're in it too! - "Doc, 80. Y/n is on her way to you!" Marty said through the walkie-talkie. "I noticed. What is she doing here, Marty? You promi-" I cut my dad off. "HEY! HELP YOUR GIRLFRIEND!" I yelled. "Right!" He helped her get grip, while I slipped the hoverboard around his foot. "85! YOU WON'T MAKE IT! You won't make it..." Marty looked back at me, his eyes were red and angry, while his blue orbs were empty and hurt. Dad took Clara into his arms and the last log blew. We let go of the train, watching Marty time travel. "I love you, Y/n..." Marty said, his breath hitching. "I love-" And he was gone. "You too..." Stuck, we were stuck here.

These are a few different imagines from the 80's *Requests are no longer being accepted. I'm discontinuing this book. However, I may eventually continue it again someday. Either that or I would make a second book* *There are quite a few imagines and preferences with Matthew Broderick in them, because I have a crush on him ❤️* *I do hope that who ever checks this book out will enjoy it! 🙂*

A collection of short stories (aka Imagines) of your favorite characters from the 1987 horror classic The Lost Boys!!! #1 in nighttime hashtag