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[emeryfleming]

@sonsuvamachine

Em sighed as she snuggled against Wade. It had been months since they had physically seen, let alone shared a bed. She had missed him more than she could say and she focused on that and not all that had occurred with Crispin and how she had ended up staying with Wyatt. Thinking his name made her glance at the sleeping man next to her, what was going on between these two men she cared for? Part of her was tempted to wake him and ask but he was obviously exhausted. Not that she wasn’t, sighing again she closed her eyes and let sleep take over. Unfortunately it was short lived. Maybe it was the worry or stress but something triggered her memories and soon she was falling into nightmares, sadly based in reality.

In her dream it was dark and no matter what she did she could not find light. All she heard was laughter, men speaking vile things and soon she realized those vile things were about her. She felt cold, wrapping her arms around herself she realized she was naked. Em was so lost in this dream she didn’t realize she had started twisting in the bed. Soon the dream was flooded with light but all she saw was hands and then they were grabbing and pulling at her. It stung, pierced, and took her breath. With a scream dying on her lips she shot up in bed. Cold sweat covered her skin and she put a hand over her mouth to keep from screaming. Glancing over in the dark she thought Wade was still asleep. Relieved she slowly slid out of bed and went to the window, cracking it slightly to light a cigarette.

Wiping damp hair off her face she let the breeze soothe her. Her skin felt warm and yet covered in goosebumps. Closing her eyes she immediately opened them as she feared she’d be pulled back into the dream. Em had purposely left out the assault, as Crispin told her too. He had threaded Wade’s life and now she could endanger Wyatt too. No it was a secret she had to keep. Jumping when she heard a noise she turned to see she had in fact woke Wade up.

Inhaling on her smoke she sighed, “Just a bad dream. Go back to sleep, I’m fine.” She said softly, even though she wasn’t. Queen of deflection she turned, “Unless you want to tell me about you and Wyatt.”

[lankylionheart]

His threats only made the lost boy enjoy this, even more, chuckling heartlessly down at him but his cunning eye couldn’t help but notice the hook in his hand that resembled the one he remembered a certain codfish having. It was too much of a coincidence for Pan’s second to not question it.

“Nice hook.” He commented carefully, sensing the boy had quite an interesting story to tell, either that or he was just a damn fool and not worth his attention. “Maybe you have something to trade, after all, boy.” He nodded in reference to the hook. There was more than one way to get what information he wanted from the pirate youth. “Give me the hook and I might consider bending to your request.”

He wanted to get a good look at it and if it proved what he could only for the moment surmise, Pan would most certainly be interested to know that there was a boy who had some kind of tie with the codfish captain himself.

“Better think fast, the night’s coming on.” He lifted his gaze to the dimming sky above that was just now showing signs of twilight. “Wouldn’t want to be stuck out here after dark, leastwise not this neck of the jungle.” He was taunting the other but at the same time, he wasn’t exactly speaking lies. This section of the jungle just happened to be located on the outskirts of the darkest part of the jungle where all the nastiest creatures of Neverland inhabited. The boy would definitely be a helpless target for some grotesque monster and there were many of them who had acquired a taste for the flesh and blood of a human.  

 @secondbcrnpiracy​ || Conti.

[florence-midknight]

millenniumdick:

“TWOONE!” Melvin cackled, as if suddenly realizing that he didn’t actually want to wait. He kicked it open, for once actually letting it stay on its hinges, and only damaging lock. “My SKILLS,” he cackled. He stepped inside, arms on his sides proudly.

Bakura glared at the man, folding his arms before him as he shook his head.

“You’d better make my night fucking worth it for damaging my door yet again.”

[lankylionheart]

    Felix didn’t stop but went straightway to his hut. He wasted no time readying himself for bed as he was instructed to. Sleep was the last thing on his mind as he lay there, agonizing about what had happened and not having a clear understanding of what exactly he had done wrong. He had made a friend, and the boy was interesting to talk to and that’s it. It had to have been something he said to make Peter believe that there something more going on and now there was a boy who was going to be put to death because of him. 

    The games they played were innocent. Felix wondered had Peter’s jealousy moved past the point where he was not even permitted to make new friends? He probably should have given his name up first thing, but it was just a harmless little game he was playing. He would have eventually told him.  

    It was almost dawn when he was stirred by the sound of footsteps just outside the entrance getting louder with each step. “P-Peter...is that you?” Felix stuttered out nervously, pulling himself up a little as his eyes watched the door. He had no idea what to expect but if it was a punishment the boy had in mind for him, he would willingly take his medicine if that would appease his wrath and make him not mad at him anymore. He would do ANYTHING to make this right.  

@askpeterpan​ || *

[florence-midknight]

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“I mean… if you’re offering.”

Bakura smirked at the other before rolling his eyes.

“I’m always offering. Got to keep my resume fresh and up to date as the ‘King of Sucking Dick’.”

[florence-midknight]

@millenniumdick

Melvin grabbed him around the waist with one arm, throwing him over his shoulder and furiously marching into the apartment. He kicked the door closed behind him, walked to the couch, and threw Bakura down onto it.

When he hopped onto the couch after him, pinning Bakura down with his expression dark with frustration, he glared at Bakura’s eyes as if to scold him. “I’m not giving you up because of anything anyone says,” he snarled. “No one, you hear me? I’l do what I want!”

Bakura yelped as he was carted off by the madman into his apartment, huffing as his back hit the couch. 

When Melvin pinned him, Bakura squirmed for a moment before his brow furrowed in confusion.

“W-what are you talking about?”

[florence-midknight]

The Bet to Forget

@landlord-ryoubakura

“Then if you’re ready, kiss me,” Ryou said, leaning in closer again, and staring right into Bakura’s eyes. “You can trust me. I’ll take care of you, and 24 hours later you’ll wake up and it will just have been a good dream of how much I did to show you how much I love you.”

Bakura took a moment before he inhaled deeply and rushed the kiss. He roughly grabbed Ryou’s hair and deepened the kiss, only pulling back when he needed to breathe. The moment their lips broke apart, he felt odd. There was a brief flash in his mind and every memory he had had of him and Ryou over the past days, months, years...

Vanished.

He managed to blink a few times before looking at the man before him. When he realised how close they were to each other Bakura pulled back roughly.

“Ryou? What the bloody hell are you doing here? Wait...what the hell is going on? I haven’t seen you in ages. Why are you here?”

[florence-midknight]

@diabolicalxshadow

He could hardly believe such wanton behavior, and right off the bat too. A pink tongue slid out to lick along his bottom lip where the taste of the thief was very much apparent, and still trying to convince him into carrying things out further.

He allowed a chuckle to emit as he felt the hips rolling against him in retaliation, but wanting to drag it out he pressed against the other, only to let the height difference be aware as he stared into the others eyes heatedly.

“Are you really offering such things?

Bakura nodded before he rolled his hips once again before his own teeth sank into his lips. Gods he had missed the other, and his body had missed him too.

“Of course, I’m a man of my word. You’re welcome to anything you see, and anything you want.”