anon gave me a challenge; asked for a bit of Carl Barks with nice-guy-Gladstone but then I remember this part of A Christmas for Shacktown (W OS 367-02), which is a sweet holiday classic where the ducks are trying to raise twenty-five dollars to get the kids in the poor part of town a toy train!
[There are times when Alan need to do are just a little too awkward or dangerous to do with the stilts. So in order to have his eye line at the right place, there’s a backpack that’s been rigged with a couple little poles and a cut-out photo of K2’s head.] If there’s ever a time where I have to put that thing on .. “Oh, God, no. Here it comes.” It’s so awful. And then this telescoping head that comes out of the top. And it’s true, it’s just a piece of poster board with a really rudimentary K2 face. Diego said, “Alan .. it’s amazing. How little respect you have on this set right now.”
1920’s killjoy AU, inspired by a post by @metallicdeceiver (with just a little bit of information on each person)
Gerard A. Way, known as Party Poison: The leader of the ex-mafia group the Killjoys, he’s one of the most feared leaders, but also considered something of a joke among the higher-ups. Some whisper that his scarlet hair is dyed with the blood of the ones who’ve crossed him; anyone who really gets to know him, however, knows that it’s just red food dye. Gerard’s not a very good shot, but he’s the quickest draw. He got his “Killjoy name” after one particularly infamous party, where he slipped cyanide into one of his own bootlegged drinks, gave it to one of his stronger rivals as a show of peace, and promptly poisoned him.
Frank A. Iero, known as Fun Ghoul: The hot-head of the Killjoys, it seems he has a gun or switchblade on him at all times. He’s constantly teased for his height (although there have been others shorter than him), but he makes up for it in the amount of fights he gets himself into. Frank, along with Ray, plan all of their so-called “missions”, and both of their cunning have made for quite a reputation. He devised his Killjoy name after the Italian word “fanculo”, meaning fuck you - it’s caused a riot once or twice, and gotten them into trouble more than a few times.
Michael “Mikey” J. Way, known as the Kobra Kid: Silent, underestimated, and put down as just the “leader’s baby brother” a lot of the time, he might be the most dangerous one out of all the Killjoys. He’s extremely proficient with a tommy gun, and isn’t too bad with a knife, either. However, he prefers hand-to-hand combat, and is much more likely to punch your lights out rather than stab you in the gut. Many are surprised by the fact that he’s the best negotiator, but he’s the one with the best communicative head on his shoulders; he’s talked the Killjoys out of numerous dangerous situations. There are multiple sources on why he came to be known as the Kobra Kid, but the most prevalent rumor is that he once set a family of cobras onto one of the more devious rivals of theirs.
Raymond “Ray” Toro, known as Jet Star: The one behind each and every action the Killjoys take. He’s Gerard’s right-hand man, constantly counselling and whispering suggestions into his ear. He’s also influential, being able to get them into almost every speakeasy in the area and then some. He’s known by many names: Strongman Toro, Silvertongue, The Real McCoy, but most know him as Jet Star. Much like Mikey, there are many sources on why this name has become the most famous, ranging from “He stepped foot on the moon, I swear to ya!” to “He’s the quickest draw in the city, even faster than ol’ Party Poison! He’s faster than any shooting star out there!”
No one really knows how they got possession of the girl only known as Grace - if anyone asks, they just shrug and say “Don’t remember how we got her either, to be honest with you.” She’s quite possibly more infamous than any of the other Killjoys; many call her the Killjoy’s Baby, as well as Little Bird, Giggle Girl, etc. A lot of the time they leave her alone, knowing that she’s hardier than she looks, and she knows that if she needs anything she just needs to get Dr. D, the owner of one of the nicest speakeasies around.
listen, I am all 110% for pining-deep-in-love-from-afar with McHanzo, but also consider the following:
They start out dating casually. Neither of them expects a thing out of it. McCree’s not one to hold back when he’s attracted to someone, and Hanzo’s handsome and smart and just a little bit dangerous, so he asks him for dinner. Hanzo almost says no, but he says yes in the end, because a night of pleasant company, free food, and possibly bedding someone for the first time in like 15 years doesn’t sound too bad. It’ll probably end after that, so why not?
So they go out once. Then they go out again. And again. Then they’re steadily dating without really meaning to go that route. The superficial flirting and attraction become a real affection for them both. They seek each other out in their downtime, not even for dates or sex, just for the sake of being around one another. They still flirt, but it’s more silly, more romantic, more something else that neither of them examines too closely.
And then, when they realized they’ve fallen in love some six months down the line, and they already have each other, that’s fucking terrifying.
McCree’s been on the move for so long, taking what little he can get when it comes (one-night stands, mostly, maybe the occasional encounter in a seedy bar bathroom if he hasn’t gotten too drunk) that he sort of stopped expecting anything else to come. He thought he was happy that way simply because it was working for him.
Hanzo had never expected something even half as good as this. He’d tried to have a steady relationship once, as a young adult, but then his father had cracked down and he had turned his own attention to the future of the clan, and then Genji’s death happened, and there was just. Nothing. He had no hope for anyone loving him, so he did not even consider it.
So now they both have this thing. This actual love, that has somehow just fallen into their laps without them realizing. And it’s terrifying once they become aware of it, because how badly are they going to fuck this up now that they know?
But it doesn’t end. They just keep going with this love thing that they’ve somehow gotten. And it takes months or years but they slowly learn to accept that they have it, have each other, have a future if they want it.
And it’s pretty okay, all things considered, for something that started with a lukewarm dinner date.
Everyone looks at Peter’s sunny smiles and courtly manners and assumes that mischief isn’t a word in his vocabulary.
They look at Edmund and see his fleeting smirks and the way he watches the room like he’s searching for something and assume that he’s behind the… incidents that seem to crop up whenever the Pevensies are around.
Susan and Lucy roll their eyes, tell Peter that raging boredom isn’t enough reason to put pink dye in the shower heads, and thank Edmund for preventing his brother from switching the labels on the chemicals in the science lab.
Prompt: Loki tries to talk down to the reader, needless to say, it doesn’t turn out very well. Fandom: Marvel Note: This, like everything I write, is an AU of sorts. That being said, this is taking place under the assumption that CW never happened.
You took a deep breath, holding your head as the team faced you with reality. Loki was staying with the team, as ordered by Odin. It made sense, if it made Thor a better person, it should do the same with Loki. The only problem was that he was driving you insane. While many people were willing to bow to him and serve him, you were different. You were an Avenger, and the only time you took orders is when you were either on a mission or going on one.
Loki always acted as if he was better than everyone else, and it got under your skin more than everything else. While he was better than most people of Earth when talking about his skill in magic, he wasn’t the only one with the ability. You’ve met others who share the ability to use magic, or cast illusions, and you’ve battled people a thousand times more frightening than he is. While he does get on everyone’s nerves, Nat, Bucky and Tony are really the only one to say anything.
“He’s going to be here for a while, you might as well just ignore him.” Steve said and you sighed.
“The duration of his stay does not change his treatment of others.” You defended.
“No, but-” Nat began.
“What are you mortals talking about?” Loki asked, entering the room, “Trying to wrap your small mortal mind around something, Y/N.”
“Go away.” You demanded.
“Is the poor child upset?” Loki taunted.
“This is your last warning.” You spoke in a low tone.
“What are you going to do?” Loki questioned, “You’re just a puny human girl who-”
“That’s it!” You yelled abruptly.
You stood up, and took a few steps back so you could give yourself proper room. Loki was caught off guard for a moment, not sure what exactly you were doing. You whipped back around and glared at him as you took a running start. Once you were close enough you jumped up and used Loki’s body as a staircase. You gave a harsher kick once you reached his chest, and he flew back. You curled your body and did a backflip the rest of the way.
You landed in a crouch, and you looked up with your hand touching the floor to balance you. While you wouldn’t have acted this way with his usual comments, you drew the line at sexism. You knew plenty of women who could kick some major ass, just like you knew people who had powers similar to his. Black Widow was one of the badass females that you knew. Regardless of your connections, you didn’t tolerate sexism of any kind.
“Damn.” Natasha commented, and you turned your head.
“I think it would be best for you not to anger her again, Loki.” Thor warned, trying not to smile.
You slowly got up from your position and walked toward the god that was motionless on the floor. You stood above him, face hardening as you put your boot on his chest. He definitely looked shocked, above all things; but you also knew he wouldn’t be making his comments again. You cocked your head to the side and he raised a brow at you. There was something else in his eyes that you couldn’t quite decipher.
“Did a weak little girl just take you down?” You questioned in a dangerous tone.
“No,” You put more weight on the boot that was on his chest, “A woman just took me down.”
“Still going to make your comments?” You continued.
“No, I can assure you, I will not say anything like that again.” He promised.
“I tolerate a lot, sexism is not one of those things.” You clarified, and he nodded.
“My apologies.” He spoke.
You stood there for another moment before taking your boot off of his chest. You offered him your hand as he got up, and he cautiously took it. Tony was the first to start chuckling, which led to the rest of the team laughing. All at Loki’s experiences too, so that’s a plus. You decided that he had learned his lesson about not just insulting you, but being a closed minded moron in general. As he stood on his own feet, Thor spoke up again.
“Loki probably will be harboring hate for you for some time, but I assure you it’s not personal, it’s just Loki.” Thor spoke.
“On the contrary, I quite like her.” Loki confessed, looking at you with a smile.
“Like? What do you-oh my god.” You rolled your eyes.
Well, you had managed to both kick Loki’s ass, and get him to have a crush on you, all in one day. You took a deep breath before coming to a conclusion: at least he wasn’t going to be making those comments anytime soon. Instead, you might have a whole new set of comments to deal with.
Riverdale wasn’t a town where tourist would come and take awkward and cringing pictures at touristy places. It was more like “we’re just passing by” kind of town. It self, the town looked old and full of danger, so many people just ignore the little town and head off to their destination without a memory of the lonely grey town.
Y/N Lodge was the oldest child in her family and was half way through getting her bachelors degree when her father had been arrested. She was forced to leave University only to move with her mother and young sister to the small town of Riverdale. Even though her mother left working in Pop’s, Y/N was left working in the dinner as she tried to get her life back. Twenty two years old and she was barely holding on to keep her head up.
Riverdale wasn’t as bad, the people were nice but the teenagers were the worst; especially the privileged kids.
Pop’s had left her working alone for the late shift. With Pop’s being open 24 hours, he had her almost every night working the late shifts. Which at first she was against with, but now she was getting used to it.
The mysterious serpent watched Y/N from his truck as she was cleaning the table booths and getting everything spotless. One in the morning and clearly nobody else was going to barge in wanting onion rings or a milkshake at that hour.
The bell above the door rang as the serpent had decided to finally make his entrance to the empty dinner. At that moment, he watched her bending down to pick up the dirty rag that had fallen from her hold. “Empty house Lodge?” He spoke, as she turned around to face him. She knew he had been staring at her from his truck since he parked, but she got startled at the sound of his raspy voice so close to her.
“A burger with everything and a side of onion rings?” Y/N giggled, removing the pencil from the bun that was pulling away her long wavy black hair. She walked towards FB, but only to pass by him to take his order behind the counter.
“Actually, I just want a milkshake.” The loyal serpent customer smirked at her appearance. Her pastel yellow uniform hugged her curves perfectly as her messy hair fell below her breast.
“Getting tired of me and my burgers?” Usually, when Pop’s left her working the night shift, she was the one who always cooked after midnight.
“Your burgers are good, I’m just trying not to get fat.” He chuckled, his eyes landing on Y/N’s lips. She had her wooden yellow pencil between her lips as her teeth sank into the small pencil. Oh, how he would love to taste her. “And I would never get tired of you sweetheart.”
“You better not.” Y/N blushed, avoiding his intimidating eyes. “What flavor do you want?”
“What’s your favorite one?” FP asked. He always looked forward to spending his sleepless nights at Pop’s with Hiram Lodge’s oldest daughter. It was a dangerous path, and the venomous serpent wanted to take it.
“Probably the double chocolate with extra whip cream.” FP rolled his eyes at her playfully. Veronica and Y/N were quite different, but when it came to food, they were like the same person.
“I’ll have the mint chocolate mint with no whip cream and your favorite one please.” FP didn’t really have a sweet tooth for milkshakes, but he did have a sweet tooth for a certain Lodge.
“Damn, you must be having cravings tonight.” Y/N laughed, making her way towards the ice cream fridge. FP didn’t dare take his eyes off her as she prepared his order on the other side. His weekdays went from boring to having late night chats at Pop’s with his favorite waitress. FP had switched his routine from drinking every night, to spending his beer money on actual food while he spent time with the oldest Lodge daughter. He didn’t care the trouble that would come from flirting with Hiram’s daughter, but he couldn’t resist her innocent looks.
She was quieter than Veronica, she didn’t wear pearls on her neck and since she started working, her louboutin heels were replaced by simple white vans that matched her pastel uniform to perfection. “I thought you were more of a vanilla type of girl.”
“Baby, there’s nothing vanilla about me.” Y/N cockily smiled at the fired up serpent as she placed both milkshakes in front of him. Handing her a ten dollar bill, he grabbed both shakes and walked over to one of the many empty table booths.
“When you finish putting that in the register, sit with me.” He didn’t asked, but he ordered her with his raspy and demanding voice. Y/N insides twirled as she made her way to the booth after she had closed the register door. “Drink.” He demanded once again, sliding over the shake he had order, only for her.
“You didn’t have to buy me the shake.” She spoke up while she avoided his eyes in front of her. FB on the other hand, couldn’t keep his eyes off her. The predator in him wanted to pull her on his lap and taste her completely. He wanted to have her warm skin on his, he wanted to explore every inch of her.
“Your innocence is captivating, what are you doing to me Lodge?” Y/N’s glistening eyes landed on his own as she bit down her lip. She was feeling the fire in her increase as she watched him stared her down completely. “How can I control myself if you keep looking at me like that baby.” He groaned, his hand finding his way to his already messy hair.
“What if I don’t want you to control yourself?” FP didn’t waste a second more. He pulled himself off his side of the booth and rushed towards her side. Quickly, she wrapped her arms around his neck desperately as his hands found themselves running up her now exposed thighs. She pulled him into her, crashing her lips to his as his hands reached up to her ass and he pulled her on to his lap. Y/N slipped her own tongue between his lips, being the one to take charge.
There was nothing vanilla about Y/N Lodge, clearly. Her lips were now attached to his jawline and then following his neck, sucking on his sweet spot. “Y/N.” He moaned out, holding on to her tightly as she grinned her hips on his growing bulge. She was the one calling the shots, and even though FP enjoyed it; he wanted to hear her cries and moans desperately.
Gripping on her sides, he pushed her hard on the end of the booth as he nibbled his way up from her neck and on to her jawline. “You were right earlier, I was craving something sweet.” He whispered to her before going down to her now exposed breast leaving sloppy kisses on each one. “I’m craving you.” Y/N jumped a bit as his shivering fingertips ran across her thighs.
“FP.” She moaned, as he pushed her uniform skirt up to her stomach as he went down on her. He left soft kisses on her inner thighs, teasing her every second. Pulling her underwear off, he slipped one finger into her and quickly her hands gripped on his hair as he added his tongue to the mix. Y/N cried out of pleasure as his tongue fuck her like his life depended on it. Another shock hit her as he ran circles on her clit into the mixture. Y/N felt like she wasn’t even in her own body anymore; the pleasure was too good. He moaned as her thighs tightened their grip, sending vibrations into her.
“God FP.” She panted, as he kept pumping his fingers in and out of her as she rode out her high.
“After you get off your shift, my place.” He pulled up her underwear back up and fixed her skirt as Y/N tried to catch her breath still. FP smirked proudly as he watched her still overwhelmed from his touch.
“Good, because I need more of you.” She admitted, pulling him towards her and crashing her lips to his once again. She was the one now hungry for dominance, but that had to wait.
“I’ll be waiting for you.” He teased her, once he pulled away from her.
“Don’t have all the fun without me Jone.” Y/N laughed, as she watched him walk towards the door and his truck.
He knew what he was getting himself in to, but he didn’t care; he wanted her for himself.
Imagine Peter finding out you had sex with a lost boy
Warnings:Smut, cursing,violence,possessive Pan
You came on this island because you were lost, you no intention on finding love, or anything of that nature, for you simply only wanted to find yourself.
Peter found you , you were crying at your window, you were begging for someone to take away your pain, you didn’t care who, or even what it was, you were willing to do anything and everything, that’s when he showed up.
Peter saw you and tapped your shoulder.
“(Gasp) Who are you ?” you say in shock
“Oh did I forget to introduce myself? I’m Peter, Peter Pan.” he smiles
“I’m Y/n.” you say with a sniffle
“Hi Y/n, are you okay? I see that you’re crying, and those don’t look like tears f joy love.”
“No I’m not, I’m miserable here, I just want to go, be free, do as I please, I feel like I’m trapped here.” you say as you start to cry again.
“Hey hey hey, It’s gonna be okay.” he said
“No it’s not.” you cry
“Yes, it is.” he says
“How do you know?” you ask
“Because , I’m going to take you, take you away.” he smiles
“To where?” you ask
“To a place, where you will never, ever have to worry about grown up things again.” he says
“Where is that?” you ask
“Neverland.” he smirks
Ever since that day you became a lost girl, you were from Neverland, you usually hung out with Peter Pan.
If you weren’t with Peter, you were with the lost boys. Playing games, acting rough with one another, telling stories, and scaring each other at night.
Peter was right, he told you were free to do whatever you wanted to do, you could be anywhere you wanted to be,and go wherever you wanted to go. Nobody could stop you.
As the days go by, the days got hotter, so you would wear less clothing, this, was a problem.
You would wear shorts, a tank top, and some sneakers.
The lost boys couldn’t help but stare, I mean you had ass and tits, what boy in their right mind wouldn’t stare?
And since you were always so active you were really fit, and had curves in all the right places, everybody noticed, especially Peter, but you would have never guessed.
One day you get ready to head out, you do the same old routine, brush your hair, put on your clothes, and with a little magic help you put some makeup on.
You walk outside and join the lost boys as usual.
“Hey Y/n.” a lost boy said, his name was David
“Hey David!” you smiled
“How are you?” he asked as he sat next to you
“Great actually, even though it’s hot.” you say
“Yeah man it’s really hot, we might go to the lake today, I heard.”
“Awesome!” you shouted
David stared at you, looking up and down, admiring your body ,“Yeah so like , I was thinking-”
“Listen up guys.” Peter interrupted
“Today we are going to the lake, so bring your swimming attire and stuff, head back here in 15.” he says as he looks at you
“You come with me.” he says
“Yeah sure!” you say with no questio to where you were going
He brought you to his cabin, you’ve only been there a couple times, once on your first night because you were scared, and two times because you were totally drunk and Peter wanted to keep you with him, so that any of the lost boys wouldn’t get any ideas.
“Why am I here?” you asked
“You need a bathing suit yes?” he asked as he cocked up an eyebrow
“Yes.” you said as you smiled
“Well, here you go.” he said as he pointed to his bed
There were about 5 bathing suits to choose from, each decorated beautifully.
“Wow…” you said
“I had the mermaids make them, I didn’t know your taste so I thought they’d make a couple so you could pick your favorite one.” he said
“Thank you!” you said as you hugged Peter.
Peter was shocked , you guys never hugged, but he hugged you back, but as soon as he did, he wished he hadn’t.
Hugging you meant having you close to him, his arms wrapped around your curves, it was unexpected, and he felt, almost attracted to you, which he didn’t like.
Peter clears his throat and you back away quickly. “Oh my goodness Peter I am terribly sorry.” you put your head down
“Don’t be love, now hurry up and change, I’ll be waiting outside.”
“Wait!” you almost shout
“Yes love?” he said
“Don’t you have to get dressed?” you ask
Peter lifts up his shirt , exposing his trunks were under his shorts already. But you were staring at something else, you have never seen his body, not like that.You quickly snap out of it and look at him.
“Oh right!” you smiled and nod your head
You get dressed and pick out the green bathing suit, it had green vines and flowers on it, basically looked like you were a fairy.
You step outside but holding a towel so that you’re kinda covered
Peter noticed some of the boys trying to take a peek, with that Peter takes off his shirt , “here.”
He hands it to you.
“Oh thank you Peter.” you say as you put it on.
You all head to the lake, once you get there , you all start to undress and jump in the lake, it was pretty easily the best day you had so far.
There were games, food, and music of course, you guys basically spent the whole day their,and even at night you built a campfire to stay even longer, because it was the summer, so it was still pretty warm at night.
You have about two drinks in you so you were feeling pretty good, well that’s when David came and started chatting you up
“Sup.” he said
You giggle “Sup” you said back
“You having a good time?” he asked
“This is probably the best time of my life” you said
“Haha same!” he said
You just smile and giggle some more
“You know, you’re really beautiful.” he said
“Stop” you say but blush
“No no no , it’s true.” he lifts up your chin.
“Thank you David.” you smile
“You wanna get outta here?” he asked
“And do?” you said a little protective
“Just talk, I promise.” he had his pinky out
“Then of course.” you smiled, and your pinky and his pinky interlocked with one another
You walk along the lake, just talking about, everything, and nothing.
“Wait so you used to pay the flute?” you laughed
“Hey hey hey I was the flute master!” he said
You playfully push him and laugh even harder
“Oh I’m sure you were!” you giggle
David pushes softly against a tree, rubbing your hair, and looking deeply into your eyes
“David, what are you doing?” you ask
“Something I’ve been wanting to do for a long time.” he says
He then kisses you, softly, but then roughly, it was something you had never experienced before, for this was your first kiss since you came to Neverland.
He then takes you deeper into the woods, undressing you, and you didn’t mind, you were loving every second of it, how sexy it was to have a boy basically drool all over you. It was such a good feeling, and you didn’t want it to stop.
Sooner than later, he’s inside you, you’re moaning and whining and just a mess, David covers your mouth because you get too loud, but you just smile and giggle and he laughs a little too.
“This is super dangerous, anyone could catch us.” you say
“Like I care?” He says
Well little did you know, Peter was watching the whole time, fire was in his eyes, he was furious, he didn’t know he wanted you until he couldn’t have you, you know how Pan was, he wanted you all to his self, he was selfish.
As he watch David fuck you all he could think about was how he could do it better, it was such a sick thing to think, but he did. He wanted to push David away, he wanted to take over, he wanted to show him how it’s really done, but he didn’t. He waited, and he watched, for he had a plan for the both of you.
The next day you all you could think about was your night with David, you both decided to keep it on the downlow, since neither of you wanted to be in a relationship, well he didn’t, you on the other hand wouldn’t have mind one, but oh well.
You ate breakfast, and this time before you ate Peter didn’t make an announcement, like he always does, it was strange, but you all let it go.
Peter was quite all through breakfast, he didn’t make a word, everyone was kinda freaked out by it because usually he would chat up a storm.
You were a little freaked out as well so you decide to go up to him
“Hey Peter.” you say with a smile
He smiles back and nods as he continues to eat
“Are you okay?” you ask
He puts his thumb up and smiles as he still has his mouth full
“Oh great, well it’s just because you haven’t talked, you know.” you said
He put’s his hand on his belly signaling that he was really hungry
“Oh gotcha!” you said with your thumbs up
You walked away still a little worried, this was not like Peter.
After breakfast you guys waited around until Peter gave orders, but all he did after he ate his breakfast was walked into his cabin
“Uhm, is he gonna give us our chores?” A lost boy asked
“Felix?” you asked
“I’ll go check it out.” he said as he rolled his eyes
Everyone knows Felix was Peter’s best mate,, so you usually go to him for anything if Peter wasn’t around
Peter was sitting on his chair, playing with whatever he had in his hand,
“Sup Pan.” Felix said
“What do they want Felix?” He said in annoyance
“They want to know why you’re so quite.” he said as he sat down
“I’m playing a game.” he smiled
“What game?” Felix became interested
“David and Y/n went off alone the other day.” he looked at him
“Oh yeah? And what happen?” Felix asked
“What do you think?” Peter said in a stern way, smile was gone, and he just had a mean cruel look on his face
“Oh… OH!” Felix said
Peter nodded , looking away, thinking more and more about you two.
“Are you okay?” Felix asked
“I’m going to make him suffer, and her beg for my forgiveness.” he said in such a evil way.
Felix looked at Peter, “Don’t hurt em Pan, you know I’m just looking out for you , I want the best for you, you’re my best mate.”
“I know Felix, now, let’s go, we don’t want to scare them too much.” he laughed and got up from his chair.
You see Peter head out his cabin and then rush back to the campsite,
“He’s coming!” you yell
Everybody goes into position and sits down
“Today we actually need food supplies, so we can split up in groups of 3′s.”
Oddly enough, he puts you, him, and David in a group.
It was awkward as hell, half because you two just had sex, but second because Peter wouldn’t even talk!
You would ask him questions and he would reply with one word answers, it was so annoying and frustrating.
As the days go by Peter would talk more and more everyday, and it was like nothing was wrong.
Everything went back to normal until one day Peter asked David if he could join him for dinner in his tent, he needed to talk to him about something
Your head shot up like a deer in head lights, sure it was almost a month it happen, but still maybe Peter found out, maybe he knew this whole time? You don’t know but you were freaking out
Peter and David sat in the tent eating their dinner, and talking about random things, Peter played it off pretty well
“So how’s hunting for you?” he asked
“Oh man it’s good, I feel like I could catch a fish with my bare hands in a couple of weeks.” he said
“That’s great!” Peter said
You began to walk up to David’s tent, along with all the other lost boys, how can you not wonder what was going on?
“So, how was she?” Peter stopped smiling and looked at David straight in the eyes
“Uhm, I don’t know what-”
“Cut the bull shit David.” Peter looked at David “Now, how was she?” he asked
You were shocked, how did he know? How would he even find out? You both swore to keep your mouths shut.
“You know Pan, I’d rather not say.” he said
Peter laughed “Oh come on, we’re both young men, we both know what goes on, did she give to easily?” he winked at him
“You know what Pan I gotta go” as he starts to walk out of the tent, almost out the door Peter stops him in his tracks
He looks him dead in the eyes, and laughs with a evil smirk on his lips. “What’s wrong David? Is this making you feel uncomfortable? Because I know? Because I can imagine what it was like? Fucking her brains out?”
David had fear in his eyes and so did you, you were frozen, you had no words, and now, all the lost boys knew.
David had fear in his eyes, his heart was racing, stomach was turning, and he was sweating up a storm.
“Did you really think you could hide it?” “That it would be your guys little secret?” Peter asked
“Why do you care so much about who Y/n sleeps with anyway?” he got the courage to ask
“What?” Peter asked, a little taken back “What does that even mean? “
“Is it that bad? That she could be attracted to someone other than you? Are you threatened that she could maybe be taken from you? It’s not like you wanted to sleep with her!” he yells
Peter looks at him, he is about to loose it, he is about to loose all of it, he could feel the anger rise up in him, as he is about to punch the shit out of David you scream