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All āThe Lost Boysā Original Characters
40 notes - Posted April 1, 2022
To The Shock of Miss Louise Part 3
Poly Lost Boys x FemOC x Michael and Star
It's been soooooo long! I apologize, school has been so busy, and writers block has been terrible. I am hoping to get some more writing done and be more constant with posting things.
Roseanneās lips curled into a smile around the straw of her strawberry lemonade drink that Dwayne so kindly got her. The group was sitting at two picnic tables that they all pulled together to seat everyone.
Roseanne giggled as Star started adding more tiny braids throughout her hair. She watched as the group talked and joked amongst themselves as they ate their food. It reminded her of her coven. All tight knit and overall, a family.
āIām not pulling too hard, am I?ā Star asked Roseanne as she finished tying off one of the braids.
āOh, no. Youāre fine, Star.ā Roseanne looked over her shoulder to the brunette. Roseanne swore she could get lost in Starās eyes.
Star smiled and tucked back some strand hairs behind Roseanneās ear, āYouāre freckles are cute.ā Star said as she lightly brushed her finger over a couple of her freckles on her cheek.
The witch fiddled with the straw of her drink, āI, uh, thank you.ā Roseanne said shyly.
āWhat are you two talking about?ā Michael leaned in, his face close to Roseanneās as he tried to listen in on their conversation.
Roseanne turned her head, her and Michaelās noses just barely touching each otherās. Michael smiled at Roseanneās flustered state, damn she was cute.
Star placed her chin on Roseanneās shoulder, āHer freckles. Theyāre adorable.ā
Michael hummed, catching Starās eyes before speaking. He knew Star was enjoying watching him flirt with Roseanne. āI agree.ā He tugged on one of the extra braids that Star did, āDo you mind that Iām this close?ā Michael all but whispered to her.
The witch shook her head no, she didnāt mind it one bit.
Across from them, David watched with a smirk as Michael and Star slowly drew Roseanne in. David was letting the both of them draw her in first. They were full fledged vampires at this point. In a way, it was a good test for David to see just how well they can fully control themselves.
He eyed Star as the curly haired brunette closed her eyes for a brief moment to inhale Roseanneās scent. Star was also the one to point out that Roseanne might not be who she appears. For some odd reason, Star could sense it when they couldnāt, or at least not yet.
Starās eyes opened and she looked over at David. Sheās definitely not human. Andā¦ Starās thoughts trailed off.
David raised a brow, And?
Michael can smell it too now.
David blinked at that new piece of information. He wondered why Roseanne still smelled normal to the rest of them. And why Michael only just started sensing the difference.
Speaking of Michael, he was leaning in, his eyes fixed on the exposed part of Roseanneās neck. She didnāt notice as Star was keeping her occupied with talking and fiddling around with her hair.
Michael licked his lips as the witchās scent invaded his senses. She smelt of some kind of flower. He couldnāt place his finger on it, but it smelt beautiful. His face moved closer, his lips just mer inches away. It was so tempting.
āMichael.ā David warned.
Michaelās head whipped away from Roseanne and gulped nervously as David stared him down. Sorry. I lost myself for a second.
He awkwardly picked at his food as Davidās eyes softened at his flustered state. Itās okay. Youāre still getting used to everything.
In a way David guided Michael. He made sure that the new vampire didnāt fly off the handle. He kept Michael grounded and helped him through the majority of his new life. Star had a hand here and there, but David took it upon himself to be there for Michael every step of the way.
49 notes - Posted March 20, 2022
Summary: Ella Barrett witnessed the past year when Will went missing. Hell, hard to avoid when Ella is the only empath of Dr. Brenners experiments. Maybe it'll give her a helping hand when it comes to understanding the new bad boy from California; Billy Hargrove.
Notes: First time writing Billy. Forgive me if it's a little too ooc, I'm rewatching season 2 and the last time I watched it was when it first came out. This is also starting near the beginning of the school year cause I wanna flesh out Ella since I'm starting her off in season 2 and not in season 1 where she did take part in the events. Enjoy!
"Ah, Ms. Barrett, so glad you joined us."
When Billy turned his head, up to that moment, he thought all the girls around this damn school were the same, big, poofy hair, brightly colored outfits, all the same style, but he was proven wrong when she walked in.
Long, straight and dyed pink hair sat on top of her head, her face void of any makeup that the girls seemed to cake on their faces. She wore an emerald green baggy sweater that was slightly tucked into a pair of denim shorts, a pair of black thigh high stockings that almost seemed to tease him with a sliver of her skin showing, and a pair of laced up black boots.
The girl smiled apologetically, slipping off the headphones that were attached to the walkman in her hands, "Sorry, running late."
The teacher sighed and gestured towards Billy, "Sit next to Mr. Hargrove, he will be your lab partner for the rest of the year."
Ella nodded without saying a word and adjusted her shoulder bag, walking to the empty seat next to Billy. Ella glanced, catching Billy's eyes for a quick second. She had to admit that he was attractive, no doubt about it, but with the way he smirked at her, she knew that he was like most of the boys in the hell she calls school; an asshole.
Begrudgingly she sat next to Billy at their shared lab table, placing her walkman on the surface and pulling out her notebook and pencil, focusing solely on the presentation that was being given to the class.
Of course, Ella focusing on the presentation apparently didn't sit well with the new boy that was sitting next to her, "So, who's the doll that I get to be lab partners with all year?" He whispered.
Ella raised a brow and glanced at him from the corner of her eye. He was smirking with those pretty lips of his, head turned to her and not even bothering to listen to the teacher. Ella didn't answer, huffing and went back to scribbling more notes on her paper.
Billy grinned. She was certainly different. Every single girl in this school was practically jumping at the chance to talk to him, hell, even stand within five feet of him, yet this mysterious, quiet girl next to him acted like he didn't even exist.
"If we're gonna be sitting next to each other all year, you could at least tell me your name. Don't wanna be calling you Barrett, unless you like 'doll'." Billy whispered again, leaning closer to Ella.
Ella paused her note taking and looked at Billy, unamused by his flirtatious nickname. Billy grinned, "You like that huh, doll?" Her eyes were a pale greenā¦ pretty.
Ella rolled her eyes and wordlessly pulled out a sheet of clean paper from her note book. No one looked over at the noise of paper tearing, Ella had a habit of pulling random sheets of paper from her notebook all through her classes.
She quickly scribbled on it and slid it to Billy, her eyes going back to the words written in chalk on the blackboards.
Billy raised a brow and slid the paper to him with his fingers. One word was written at the top with neat and small handwriting; Ella.
Billy smirked, "Ellaā¦not much of a talker are you? Or are you too nervous to talk to me?"
Ella huffed again, a little pissed that this new boy was taking her away from one of the few classes that she actually enjoyed. She slid the paper back to her and wrote on it again. Annoyed, she slid it back to him once she was done.
Underneath her name was written; 'Nothing much to talk about. And no, I'm not nervous, I like staying quiet. Is that a problem, Hargrove?' Billy never thought a written sentence could give him so much sass.
Licking his lips, he grabbed a pencil from Ella's case that she had out, to which he was given a glare for doing. If this is how Ella wanted to play, Billy would happily play it.
He slid the paper back to her and his own handwriting was underneath Ella's. 'It's Billy. And yeah, I'd rather hear that pretty voice of yours than this stupid paper'.
Ella snorted, her lip twitching, fighting to smile. What. An. Ass.
Glancing up at the front of the class, she wrote again, not giving Billy any piece of satisfaction. Guys like Billy amused Ella. Just how self-centered can a guy get?
'Deal with it. It's paper or nothing.'
70 notes - Posted June 6, 2022
@otonokis THEYāRE HERE!! They got in a couple days ago, Iāve just been busy and havenāt had the time to post this pic. They sitting on my record player for the time beingš. They are so adorable, I love them!!!!ā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļø
Also the stickers are going on my new sketchbook thatās coming inā¤ļøā¤ļø Also canāt wait to get Marko and complete the set.
Thank you and Iām in love with them!!!
92 notes - Posted June 26, 2022
Some self indulgent poly lost boys. Itās the first day back from spring break and Iām already mentally and physically exhausted and I wish I had some physical and emotional affection. (Literally this is how I feel right now. Iām single as hell and my best friend, who is like my cuddle buddy, goes to a school a bunch of states away from me, so my anxiety and stress is crazy right now. Plus, self insecurities to the max.)
Warnings: mentions of anxiety, stress, comparing self to others, vague hints to self insecurity, fluff, comfort
Poly Lost Boys x Gender Neutral reader
You were exhausted to say the least. It was only the first couple of days of being back from spring break and you were ready to tap out. The pile of papers, your science lab with notes due every single week, and multiple projects that keep you up until the crack of dawn. You were lucky if you even got your full needed eight hours of sleep. But no, it was three or four at the most, and that was almost everyday.
Your boys, your absolute sweet boys took notice of your change. The tired eyes, not fully paying attention, moving slowly while walking with them on the boardwalk or even just leaning on one of them when out on your group date. They could tell that you were just mentally, emotionally and just physically exhausted.
They knew how hard college was for you. They literally all but dragged you into your little nest when spring break started so you could get a full day rest, it helped, but unfortunately it didnāt last very long.
āTake a break.ā David rubbed your shoulders from behind you as you leaned over your desk in your room, working on your latest assignment, taking notes.
You blinked slowly, the words on your textbook becoming blurry and almost impossible to read. You knew you needed to stop, but you were a couple days behind already. A part of you knew that your professors wouldnāt exactly kill you for not being completely done, but you wanted to be on top of everything.
āI canāt. I gotta get this done for tomorrow. I did none of my work during break and now Iām even farther behind.ā You mumbled, flipping to the next page, squinting at your footnotes and highlighted linesā¦ At that moment, your organized notes in your science textbook made little to no sense. You were really tired.
āY/nā¦ā David warned, his fingers threading into your hair at the base, messaging it gently.
You whined, closing your eyes, āDavid.ā
āBabe, come on.ā Marko spoke softly from the foot of your bed, watching as David tried to tear you away from your work space, āYou need to step away. Youāve been working ever since we got here.ā
You set your pen down, becoming more and more tempted to step away and listen to them, but you couldnāt bring yourself to do it, āBut I want to finish it.ā
āIs it due tomorrow?ā Dwayne asked from his spot on your bed, leaning up against the headboard, playing with your little trinkets that you keep on your nightstand.
You sighed, āWell noā¦ā
Dwayne raised a brow, āWhen is it due?ā He knew that you had other assignments on top of the one you were working on, but you had a habit of pushing your due dates a little bit earlier than they actually were.
āNot till the end of the semester technically, but my professors want me to take notes in between our labs and lectures.ā You explained. You did it so you could be organized and keep up to date with your materials.
You leaned back into Davidās touch, enjoying it, āBut I have other assignments to do that are due tomorrow, like actually do tomorrow and I havenāt even started.ā God, you hated it when this happened. You knew that the majority of your classmates wouldnāt have the assignments done either, but it still didnāt make you feel any better about getting nothing done.
Your boyfriends knew that as well. You were sometimes a little too hard on yourself and compared yourself to other people's work too often.
āY/n, baby, you still got time and your professors wouldnāt be upset if you took a personal day off to take care of yourself.ā Paul reminded you. He was worried about you, they all were. They were happy that you had professors that would understand taking a mental health day, and you needed one badly.
You whined again, āFine. But Iām not emailing them. Dwayne?ā You asked your boyfriend. Dwayne was good at writing emails, he and David were often ones to help you with your work, though Dwayne somehow had a way with words that you didnāt.
Dwayne took your laptop from your bag and immediately went to work emailing your professors that you had tomorrow, saying you were taking a day to yourself.
David chuckled, āCome here, kitten.ā He grabbed a hold of your arms and hooked them around his neck, then lifted you up, one arm under your knees and the other holding your back.
You practically buried your face in his chest and shivered as his cold skin touched your own. He shedded his coats and gloves hours beforehand, revealing his black t-shirt underneath it all. You loved him like this.
He carried you to your bed, laying you down beside Dwayne as he finished up your emails. David himself, laid next to you on your other side, helping you slip under the covers and getting comfortable.
With bright smiles, Marko and Paul crawled over to you as well, making you smile when they made themselves comfortable in what was becoming a cuddle pile. Paul laid his head on your blanket covered thigh while Marko rested his head on your hip.
With a grunt, Dwayne set down your laptop, āDone.ā He turned off your lamp on your nightstand which was the only light in the room. The room became pitch black except for the alarm clock which read one a.m.
Dwayne made himself comfortable and hugged you from behind, digging his face into your hair while David did the same with your neck.
320 notes - Posted March 22, 2022
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