#muse: peter

[wanted-to-do-more]

Arachnologist || OPEN

"NO!" Peter screamed. He jumped across the room, grabbing his friend's arm and pulling them back. "Don't squish my baby!"

The "baby" in question was a small spider with iridescent green and blue fangs. Peter stared up at the other with big, glossy eyes. He really didn't seem to be joking about this.

[shxdowofdarkness]

~ Open starter for anyone ~ @ivycovestarters

Peter had woken up not really understanding nor knowing where he was. It felt like this was some sort of deja vu. Definitely was not in Neverland. It was almost like a small town of its own. His head was hurting as he got up from the ground. The shadow didn't bring him here did it? There was no way that it would do that. The island needed him.

Looking over he noticed someone standing there staring at him. "You know it's rather rude to stare at people." He got up and dusted himself off. "Where am I?"

[virtueofsanityx]

open to: m 30+ with: peter carmichael (27, currently in hiding (either from the mafia or some other messy situation), is chronically sick) plot: loosely based on this (peter is the 'person they are protecting, most likely hired by his older sibling)

"is it time for my daily 'you shouldn't be smoking, peter' scolding?" the man's hand lifts to his lips, takes a pointed drag from the cigarette, letting the smoke blow from his lips and straight up into the air. "i'm dying anyway, i've been dying since i was a teenager, i'm desperately bored and i'm not allowed to satisfy my oral fixation by going to bars, because you're a pain in the ass stick in the mud, so this is how i cope."

[xthedevilyouknowx]

continued...

Emmy smirked as he caught up with her, and once she was inside, she turned to face him, her heart racing as she looked at the golden glint in his eyes. She dropped her bag on the floor, not caring about it as she wrapped herself around him as he kissed her, one hand reaching down to undo his pants, as once leg hooked up around his waist, kissing him hungrily. As he paused and spoke, she chuckled a little at his words. "Would it really matter if I didn't?" She smirked. She then kissed his jaw, her hand moving across the front of his pants. "Yes I live alone." She hummed against his skin, her other hand moving down now to get his pants undone.

"I mean, really no, it wouldn't," He breathed, his head spinning. He could have drowned in her scent and he wondered just briefly if she was in her heat. It would have explained the bold request, but he sure as hell wasn't about to ask.

"It would have only changed how loud I made you be, and if I got naked before we got to your room or not," He teased, his hands peeling her top off before he stepped out of his pants for her, his shirt following quickly after.

@ofthexnight

[nextlater]

"Oi. You ken this place has got a kendo club? I mean, that's a tad zany, eh? Scots are terrifying enough with our own swords, right? Wonder what the Japanese ones are like."

"That does sound rather odd, indeed. I did not know that."

"We should have a look ourselves, see what the bizzo's all about!"

"Have you got nothing better to do, mate?"

"Not really."

"Fie..."

@oc-menagerie

[scarecrows-monsters]

The wolf in him had taken over... he had no control now. Those around him were in danger of becoming his next meal. The big bad wolf was hungry and he was craving anything he set his sights on. Moving through the forest at top speed it was easy to pick up on many different scents... the animals were too easy of prey. He wasent interested. Soon he was close to human territory. Picking up a scent he growls.

[shxdowsofthenight]

[laxchra-archive]

Peter coughed a few times, wrapping an arm around his middle. “This...? Nah this is nothing, been through much worse.” He got out, even if he appeared he could fall over with a simple tap.