Ŧħɇ Łøsŧ Ønɇs

Keep On Runnin' Keep On Gunnin' With This F I R E In My E Y E S .Indie Lost Boys RP. Multi-muse, multi-verse, multi-ship. Bro's should come chill.

[gentlxarchive-blog]

       ❛ i don’t want to hurt you–please come out with your hands above your head,❜

[septem-mortalia-peccatis]

“I - please don’t shoot me, I didn’t mean to,”

[the-knife-with-an-edge]

Ｄ Ｅ Ｃ Ａ Ｙ || septem-mortalia-peccatis || JONATHANXBOLEST

[the-knife-with-an-edge]

It was about 2 hours before she woke back up again,     more tired and more disgusting than ever.          The blood she was covered had hardened and began                to crack on her skin, the tears had left her eyes swollen and red                   along with visible streaks of salt down her cheeks.                    The ash from the previous night had blistered the skin on her knee,                and other areas where it had seeped                          past the hole torn in the denim.                  Bolest was completely drained of any energy she previously had,                          only being able to muster the motivation to shift ever so                              slightly in his arms to let him know that she was awake.   

[septem-mortalia-peccatis]

“Hey,” he whispered as she woke, having not slept due to worry. “You okay?” he brushed her hair out of her eyes, tucking it behind her ear. “How’d you sleep?”

[the-knife-with-an-edge]

Ｄ Ｅ Ｃ Ａ Ｙ || septem-mortalia-peccatis || JONATHANXBOLEST

[the-knife-with-an-edge]

The blonde continued to sob against him,      her arms tightly winding around his neck.          And when she couldn’t find the energy to continue crying               Bolest closed her eyes against him, breathing in a          few shuddering breaths feeling the salt sting her eyes and the wetness of her tears that made her hair stick to her neck.       - eventually becoming to weak to stay awake               and for the first time in months fell into a dreamless sleep.           

[septem-mortalia-peccatis]

Jonathan held her tightly - stroking her hair, murmuring nothings into her skin, pressing gentle kisses across her cheeks. He felt her drift off in his arms, but he kept holding her. He settled back into a sitting position, shifting his grip on her and trying not to wake her.

“You’re okay, baby,” he whispered, though he knew she was still asleep.

[the-knife-with-an-edge]

Ｄ Ｅ Ｃ Ａ Ｙ || septem-mortalia-peccatis || JONATHANXBOLEST

[the-knife-with-an-edge]

If there’s anything that Bolest wasn’t it was okay.     She was not okay.       It would be a very long time before she would be okay again.              Bolest had become almost entirely    dependent on Jonathan for nearly everything.        She could hardly look after herself anymore,           – She could hardly do anything without his help.                             ❝ – I’m scared. ❞

[septem-mortalia-peccatis]

“Don’t be scared,” he murmured. “You’re gonna be okay - you don’t need to be scared,” he stroked her hair softly, kissing her cheek. “It’s okay. I’m here to protect you. I’ll protect you. I promise.”

[the-knife-with-an-edge]

Ｄ Ｅ Ｃ Ａ Ｙ || septem-mortalia-peccatis || JONATHANXBOLEST

[the-knife-with-an-edge]

A sob escaped her mouth,     her bloody fingers curling around his shirt.        Suddenly changing her stance on not wanting him to touch her,          she needed to feel his arms around her.          Her small frame continued to shake with sobs,         a gritted scream making it’s way through clenched teeth             her fingers tightening on the fabric he wore.    

[septem-mortalia-peccatis]

“Shh,” he hushed, wrapping his arms around her tightly. “You’re okay, you’re okay,” he pressed a kiss to her forehead, closing his eyes and resting his head on her shoulder.

“You’re okay, baby,” he whispered quietly.

[the-knife-with-an-edge]

Ｄ Ｅ Ｃ Ａ Ｙ || septem-mortalia-peccatis || JONATHANXBOLEST

[the-knife-with-an-edge]

Instantly she flinched away from his touch,  pressing herself against the other side of the couch          away from him.  She didn’t want him to touch her,            she didn’t want to be touched.                   A quiet growl came from her mouth,                   aggressive in tone as she pulled another                    cigarette from the packet she had in her jacket.                     And lit it up.  Her mood now balanced somewhere in between  very, very angry and very, very upset with herself.            None of this was fair,             Bolest never asked for this.             She didn’t ask for the sleeping disorder,             she didn’t ask for the kidnapping                or the torture.                    — Or anything.  Voices in her head continued to scream,  about the non existent hazards around her. Crimson eyes instantly scanning for danger.         She didn’t want his help.        She didn’t need his help.         And she most certainly needed to stop lying to herself. 

[septem-mortalia-peccatis]

“Bolest!”

He grabbed the second cigarette she lit, throwing it straight after the first.

“Listen to me,” he cupped her jaw, shuffling closer. “You’re killing yourself, baby,” he whispered. “You’re killing yourself and I can’t stop it. Please don’t do this to yourself. Don’t do it to me,” he begged.

He leaned forward, pressing his forehead against hers.

[xwelcometooursillylifex-deactiv]

Sensing by his actions, she knew this stranger was obviously nervous. Letting out a small smile, she kept her eyebrow raised, not at all believing his little trick. “If you stole something from me, just confess. I won’t be angry. Unless of course it’s of value to me.” She told truthfully, her arms crossed over her chest, waiting for him to give back whatever he stole from her.

[septem-mortalia-peccatis]

“S-stole?” Curly stuttered, eyes wide. “No, no, I didn’t steal anything, I promise,” he said, shuffling his feet. “See? Look at my hands. Nothing.” he held both hands out palm up for her to inspect.

[xwelcometooursillylifex-deactiv]

“Really? Care to explain then why you’re so nervous around me then?” She asked with a raised eyebrow. She then looked down, seeing his hands were completely empty. She nodded once. “Okay then.. What about your pockets? Are they empty?”

[septem-mortalia-peccatis]

"Erm... I really have to get going, my mates expecting me," he rubbed the back of his neck, cursing Jonathan and his stupid ideas.

[the-knife-with-an-edge]

F o l i e -à- D e u x || septem-mortalia-peccatis || (Genderbent!Verse)

[the-knife-with-an-edge]

❝ What a shame.❞   Bolest chuckled back,     Taking Jonathan’s face in his hand       and placing kisses across his face.         ❝ I guess we’ll just have to stay here and do nothing. ❞

[septem-mortalia-peccatis]

“I win,” he whispered, closing his eyes and nuzzling into Bolest’s shoulder.

[xwelcometooursillylifex-deactiv]

Sensing by his actions, she knew this stranger was obviously nervous. Letting out a small smile, she kept her eyebrow raised, not at all believing his little trick. “If you stole something from me, just confess. I won’t be angry. Unless of course it’s of value to me.” She told truthfully, her arms crossed over her chest, waiting for him to give back whatever he stole from her.

[septem-mortalia-peccatis]

“S-stole?” Curly stuttered, eyes wide. “No, no, I didn’t steal anything, I promise,” he said, shuffling his feet. “See? Look at my hands. Nothing.” he held both hands out palm up for her to inspect.

[the-knife-with-an-edge]

F o l i e -à- D e u x || septem-mortalia-peccatis || (Genderbent!Verse)

[the-knife-with-an-edge]

He nods once as lips are pressed to his. ❝ I love you too…❞ A hand slides down to Jonathan’s lower back,  a hand resting against his chest. 

[septem-mortalia-peccatis]

“We’re gonna miss the movie,” Jonathan giggled, pressing his lips against his boyfriends cheek.

[thechildwarrior]

+ septem-mortalia-peccatis

[thechildwarrior]

        “No shit?” Tobias asked in amazement before letting out a joyous laugh, “God, these things are amazing!” he exclaimed, looking down briefly at the handful of berries before chucking them into his mouth.

        “Nme’s Tbias.” He introduced himself through the mouthful of berries, swallowing it down before giving him a smile, “You?” he asked, spirit lifted with a couple of good tasting berries.

        Though the more logical side of him did doubt where they came from. Much less if they were poisonous or not.

[septem-mortalia-peccatis]

“Dash,” the blonde replied, smiling at the look on Tobias’s face. Those berries always made people feel good - that’s what they were designed to do. Jonathan had given each of the boy’s a bag of them to carry around, just in case someone found their way to Neverland. Those kids always needed cheering up, no matter how they seemed.

[septem-mortalia-peccatis]

ƝЄƔЄƦЄƝƊƖƝƓ ƝƖƓӇƬMƛƦЄƧ || Jonathan and Bolest (the-knife-with-an-edge)

[the-knife-with-an-edge]

She followed him out of bed, carefully cracking her stiff neck. ❝ — It’s not like things can get any worse from here on…❞ Bolest mumbled to herself, blinking a few times to try and get her eyes properly adjusted to the dark room.

[septem-mortalia-peccatis]

A set of chills spread themselves down Jonathan’s back, and gripped Bolest’s hand tightly.

“I dunno about this,” he whispered to her, glancing around in fear. “What if we get hurt and we don’t wake up this time? Or how will we know when we’re gonna stop waking up?”

[septem-mortalia-peccatis]

GUESS WHO’S FINALLY GOING TO GO THROUGH ALL HER DRAFTS AND NOT JUST THE ONES WITH RACH

THAT’S RIGHT

ME

[the-knife-with-an-edge]

Under the water || AU || septem-mortalia-peccatis

[the-knife-with-an-edge]

She held herself tighter against him,   her mouth opening slightly as she deepend the kiss.     Eventually letting one hand trail down his chest again.

[septem-mortalia-peccatis]

He groaned, lifting his hand in order to tangle his fingers in her hair.

“God,” he muttered.

[the-knife-with-an-edge]

Under the water || AU || septem-mortalia-peccatis

[the-knife-with-an-edge]

❝ The human doesn’t look too bad himself. ❞ Bolest giggled, the tip of her tounge playfully outlining his bottom lip.

[septem-mortalia-peccatis]

Jonathan pressed up against her a little more, sneaking another kiss to her lips.

[the-knife-with-an-edge]

Under the water || AU || septem-mortalia-peccatis

[the-knife-with-an-edge]

With a gentle sigh she held his face to hers with her hands. Tail flicking, excitedly around his ankles.

[septem-mortalia-peccatis]

"You're really pretty," he murmured against her lips, tasting the salty water of the lagoon they were in.

[septem-mortalia-peccatis]

Too Far || Dark!Jonathan and Bolest (the-knife-with-an-edge)

[the-knife-with-an-edge]

She cried out in pain again, the feeling of her arm being pushed against the wall behind her was not a pleasant feeling. ❝ Jonathan - Stop !!! ❞

[septem-mortalia-peccatis]

"No!" he snapped back, pushing one of his legs between hers to keep her from kicking or kneeing him.