no longer a shark face now is he

Not Dead Yet (Part 24)

*HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY! Have some mild smut!*

Pairing: Reader x Peter Pan

Warnings: mild language, mild smut


As the days went by I, and many of the boys, were disappointed for the lack of conflict with the pirates. They just sat out there on their boat not bothering a soul. It was so boring! I was out sitting on the beach watching the ship from the sand and relaxing in the early hours of the morning. I felt a presence watching me.

“I wasn’t thinking anything, just wanted to look at the ship.” I said, “What do you want?”

“The truth.” I whipped around to see it was Felix. “You thought I was Pan.”

“Yeah, he’s the only other one that ever wakes up this early.” I pat the sand next to me, “Care to join me?”

He strolled in front of me not bothering to sit. I stared up at him waiting for whatever it was he wanted. “I want to know what’s going on with you and Pan.”

“Nothing’s going on.” I answered simply.

“I believe that as much as I believe that you two were off in the Enchanted Forest being whores.” he quipped.

“You didn’t believe his story?”

Felix scoffed. “I know Pan and I know you. However you ended up trapped in the Enchanted Forest it wasn’t a choice and it certainly wasn’t because you two wanted some alone time.”

“Okay, you’re right.” I shrugged, “Now what?”

“Now you’re going to tell me how you really ended up there and what happened that you two got all chummy since.”

“Why don’t you ask your best friend?”

“Because I know I can get more out of you. What happened? You should have been dead weeks ago when I caught you coming back from Skull Rock. Instead you and Pan disappear for a week and come back as if nothing ever happened. What are you?”

“A girl.”

“A witch.”

“Same thing.” I stood up, “You wanna know? You already know. You say you know us, then how about you think about the most likely course of action and roll with that? I’m sure you’ll figure it out.”

He was silent for a moment, the gears in his brain turning as he figured it out. Then he smirked, a disbelieving crooked smile. “You…” he sighed, “You tried to run.”

“There you go.” I pat his shoulder, “Wasn’t that easy?”

“You, little miss confrontation, got into a battle you had no chance of winning so you fled. Fled like a coward.”

“I was saving my neck.”

“You pushed your limits too far and instead of facing the consequences you just tried to avoid them altogether.”

“What do you want from me, Felix? Want me to tell you you were right? Fine, you’re right! I ran away! I knew that I was gonna die if I stayed here so I stole a bean, pushed Pan over a cliff and ran! He followed me, we tried to kill each other when we landed in the forest, then…things got complicated.”

“Complicated how?”

“We stopped fighting, started talking and it all sort of morphed into this thing that’s happening now.”

“That’s it? You had a talk about your feelings and now everything is sunshine and rainbows between you two?”

“Don’t be so childish. We merely have an understanding.”

“Does this understanding include you two pretending to be best friends?”

“Jealous?”

“Now you’re being childish.” he shoved me playfully, “Anything happen that you need to tell me?”

“Nothing I’m going to admit to.”

“Figured.”

“So, you see me as a Lost Girl again?”

“You’re a secretive, manipulative, cheating, lying, sadistic idiot. You never stopped being a Lost Girl.”

“Awe, Felix,” I held out my arms.

“Don’t get mushy on me, Y/N.” he pushed me back, “If anyone asks we had a fight to amend things where I won but took pity on you nonetheless.”

“How come I don’t get to win.”

“Because we want them to believe us.”

“Okay fine but I’m making it known I got a good hit in.”

“Whatever, give me your best shot.”

“Sure,” I unsheathed my dagger and stabbed him in the leg.

“OW!” he glared at me, “I meant punch me in the face or something!”

“You wanted it to be believable right?”

“Right,” he landed a hard hit to my jaw, “Believable.”

I rubbed my jaw. “Someone’s been slacking off on hand-to-hand again.”

“Shut up.”

“Maybe we can work on that during training today.”

“Shut up, Y/N.” he limped off back into the jungle.

I followed after him. “You should probably get that looked at before it gets infected.” I narrowly ducked out of the way of the rock he threw at me. “Shutting up.”

We got back to camp where Peter was addressing the camp. I sidled up next to Devin and asked what I had missed. Peter apparently decided the time for playing nice with the pirates was over. He made a deal with the mermaids to torment the pirates into coming ashore. Once they were on land then the real fun could start.

Finally! I wonder what Peter could have offered them in exchange to face cannon fire. What am I talk about, it’s Peter. He probably just threatened to dry up the ocean if they didn’t comply.

The boys and I raced to the beach to watch the ship. Peter was standing out on a rock near the shallows. A couple of heads bobbed in the water. The last time I had seen a mermaid they were trying to drown me. Seeing them now I could make them out more clearly. They had beautiful faces but dark dead eyes that reminded me of a shark. The mermaids and Peter discussed a little longer before they disappeared beneath the waves once more.

Peter blinked into the tree I was sitting in. “So,” I peered up at him, “What made you want to torment the pirates?”

“Bored,” he pulled out a pocket telescope, “What’s the use of having new toys if they’re so far away?”

“Permission to kill?” Nick asked next to me.

“Sure, just no mass slaughter. Looking at you, Y/N.” Peter answered.

“Just wanna take the fun out of everything.” I knocked the bottom of his boot with my club.

“Keep it up and I just won’t let you fight any pirates.”

“How ya plan on doing that?”

“You ever been to the Echo Caves, Lost Girl? Inescapable.”

“Ben would break me out, wouldn’t ya?”

“Do not drag me into this.”

“I would contemplate it at the very least,” Devin said, “Sorry, Pan.” he muttered after he caught Peter glaring at him.

“See, Devin’s a real friend!”

“I’ve already gotten into enough trouble because of you!” Ben snapped.

“You were locked in a cage.” I reminded him, “I don’t think he’s ever tried to kill you.”

“I can still kill you, Y/N.” Peter hissed.

“Please,” I scoffed, “When has threatening me ever worked out for you?”

“Can you at least pretend respect me?” he sighed.

“Who says I don’t respect you?”

“Everyone.” Nick said.

“You stay out of this.” I jabbed him in the ribs.

“Hey lovebirds,” Devin piped up, “If you’re through squabbling I think you’d like to know that the mermaids are attacking the ship.”

“Devin, I swear to–wait, what?!” I snatched his telescope and aimed it at the ship. He was right. It was difficult to make out but from the way the ship was rocking and the distant sound of cannons, the mermaids were giving the pirates hell.

“A good start but how about we make things a little more interesting?” Peter grinned to himself.

Dark storm clouds started to roll in across the sky. A fierce wind that bent the trees caught us all off guard. I clenched to my branch as rain began to pour in sheets. The entire island grew darker only to be lit up by the blinding crack of lightening. The waves rose to heights I had never seen before.

I pulled myself closer to the trunk of the tree and glared up at Peter. “Problem, pet?”

“A little much, don’t you think?” I shouted over the rumble of the storm.

“I say not enough.” his smirk grew wider.

“Peter, don’t you–” Another powerful gust of wind shook the trees. My grip in the smooth trunk of the tree slipped and I fell from my perch.

“Watch it.” Peter blinked down below and caught me, “What’s with you and falling out of trees?”

“What’s with you being an arse!” I bit back.

“Don’t yell at me.”

“Why?”

“Cause then I’ll be forced to shut you up.” his face got closer to mine, “And I don’t think you want the others to see that, do you?”

“Sometimes I really hate you.”

“I know.” he had set me back on my feet but hadn’t let go of me. If anything he pulled me closer. “I also know that I am really liking seeing you soaked.”

“Have you any shame?”

“No.”

“Well good for you.” I shrugged his arms off me, “I am going to find a cave to hunker down in and try and dry off.”

“Or we could kill some time before the storm lets up.” he whispered in a hot breath in my ear.

“You’d like that wouldn’t you?”

“Yes, that’s why I suggested it.”

“Eh, I have nothing else to do until the pirates are here.”

“That’s my girl.” he grabbed my wrist and the next instant we were standing somewhere in the jungle.

Peter grabbed me by the hips and pulled me into a passionate kiss. I mentally rolled my eyes as I kissed him back open mouthed, tongues tasting each other. His lips moved against mine with an increasing roughness I had come to expect.

Rain poured down our faces and slipped between our lips. The rainwater mixed with anticipation proved to be a heady combination. By this point my clothes were so soaked I couldn’t tell if he was touching my bare skin or not. My hands rested on either side of his face keeping him close and raking my fingers through the wet tangle of his hair. We pulled back for air and I blinked rapidly trying to keep the rain out of my eyes as I took in the boy in front of me.

The naked want in his dark green eyes staring right back at me made me falter. He smirked at me before backing me up into the trunk of a tree. “What are you doing?”

“Don’t worry, you’ll enjoy this.” he pressed his body closer until I felt something hard resting against my thigh. I froze in my spot. He wasn’t expecting me to–to– “Relax,” he whispered in my ear, “It’s not what you think.”

“Then what is it?”

My answer was the roll of his hips against mine. My breathing hitched and saw his smirk widen. My face burned so hot I was worried the rain would turn to steam against it. “If this is making you uncomfortable then all you need to do is say so.”

I shook my head. “It’s not…bad.”

“Not bad, hm?” he pressed into me again. My hips bucked against him on instinct. He let out a small moan in my ear. I was biting down hard on my lip and he continued to grind up against me. Was this really happening? Things had gotten a little frisky before when we made out but never to this extent. I liked it.

“Stop that,” he planted his mouth back against mine prying my lips open again. My breath came in quick huffs, senses overloaded with the delicious vulgarity of what was happening right now. “I want to hear you.”

He gave another slow scorching thrust and I moaned against his lips. I could feel him smirking but I didn’t care. I didn’t want to leave this position for anything. His mouth left mine to nuzzle my neck kissing and sucking every inch until he found the sweet spot that made me moan again. He was enjoying this far too much.

I brought my lips down to his own neck and clamped down hard on his own sweet spot. He grasped me tighter as I drew out a long moan from him. “You learn fast.” he mumbled in between breaths.

“And you talk too much.” I mashed his lips back to mine. A part of me felt that maybe I should be a little ashamed of how quickly I just gave into him. How I gladly let him grind against me like some kind of animal all the while panting and moaning and bucking my hips right back at him. Maybe I should have been a little embarrassed, but I’ll be damned if even the entire camp walking in on us could have moved me from that spot.


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Request: hii, so I was wondering if you could do an imagine with Peter having to choose between saving either the reader or Wendy from Hook (bc of a game Hook wanted to play against Peter or something). You can decide who he chooses but he can only save 1 person. Your writing is gorgeous btw, I love itt xxxx (A/N: thanks! I had such a hard time choosing! I hope you like it!)

“Hook, let them go!” Pan growled. Pirates had kidnapped Y/N and Wendy on their morning walk. They had tied her on one pole and Wendy of the other. She was freaking out, but Y/N had faith that Pan would save the two.

“Oh, I’ll let one go,” Hook revealed his plan, “You have to choose which one.”

He smirked. “Or I can just take both of them.”

“Or I could just kill both of them,” Hook mocked.

“Why?” Pan scowled.

“I’m wondering if you could actually choose between the two.” Hook studied his face for something, but he locked his jaw.

“What happens to the other one?”

“Fed to the sharks and mermaids,” he stated. Wendy gasped, but Y/N just bit her lip. Pan looked between the two girls. He lingered on Y/N’s face for a bit longer before stiffly walking to Wendy. Tears ran down her face as Pan released her. “Really?” Hook looked amused. “Interesting choice. Now fly away with your choice or we’ll slit her throat in front of you.”

Not saying a word, Pan took Wendy’s arm and flew off. She was crying when they landed, “You heartless monster! You just left Y/N!”

“You don’t think I know that?” He demanded, his eyes almost black with hate.

Wendy tried to wipe her tears, but they kept coming. “Why?”

Hook wanted Pan to choose and he would choose Y/N over Wendy any day.

When he looked at her, she subtly shook her head. Pan searched her face for any other signs, but her tied up hands were gesturing to Wendy. Pan cautiously approached Wendy and a ghost of a smile appeared on Y/N’s face.

“I didn’t want to choose so she chose for me,” he mumbled, his eyes getting red. Wanting to see, he flew up to the tallest tree and left Wendy.

Y/N sighed in relief when Pan flew away with Wendy. She was your best friend and Y/N would probably hate Pan if he chose her. Y/N still had her friend and still cared for Pan. Nothing changed.

She kept her face emotionless when the pirates led her to the plank. How cliché. “You do know that this is really stereotypical?” She asked sarcastically.

Hook just tied her hands together and pushed her onto the plank. Y/N slowly walked down, refusing to cry. Finally, she was at the edge. She looked over and saw the shark fins and mermaid tails. It was unlikely that she would die peacefully.

Pan watched her from the tree, knowing that even if he flew to her then at full speed, he would be too late. Tears welled in his eyes, but he angrily swiped at them.

“Any last words, Lost Girl?” Hook taunted.

After looking at Neverland for one last time, Y/N just threw her head back and whispered, “I believe.” She knew Peter would hear.

She had a split feeling of dread as she stepped off the plank. That feeling where you knew that you can’t undo the action. There was no way out.

Pan punched the tree angrily, resulting in his knuckles bleeding, when he heard Y/N’s last words. She jumped into the water. Immediately, there were splashes from the sharks and mermaids being attracted to the blood. The water where Y/N disappeared in turned into a circle of blood.

The realization that she was actually gone made him yell in anger. Pan flew back where Wendy. “This is your fault!” He sneered, “If you weren’t here, I could have saved her.” Pan didn’t care that it didn’t make sense. He brought Wendy here to be a friend for Y/N.

Approaching her with his pitch black eyes, she held up her hand in fear. There, he saw a bracelet that Y/N made for her. A matching bracelet that was on her arm when she died.

A bit of green returned to his eyes. “Whenever you think I might hurt you,” Pan pleaded, “Just remind me of Y/N.” With that, he flew her back to camp to tell the Lost Boys that one of their mothers was gone.

this is supposed to be an au where haru is an art student and rin works at the store haru gets all his supplies from.

  • rin cashing haru out. going as slow as possible, doing price checks for things he knows the price of just so that haru will stay a little longer. sneaking glances to see if haru’s annoyed but he can’t read him (not yet). striking up awkward conversations “so you do art?” a nod. “a student?” another nod. “do you draw people too?”. haru looks at rin now, takes in his hair, his eyes, his smile, the red of it all, “are you offering?” and rin almost drops the brush he’s holding. 

  • haru draws but it’s all of one face. paints but his clear blue waters have streaks of red in them now (remembers rin’s sharp smile and thinks the waters must be infested with sharks). 

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