Mine~ {Peter Pan Imagine}

Originally posted by pan-imagines

Originally posted by aaron-dark

Peter Pan Imagine 

Author: Joi A. Wade

Requested: Yes,  Can you do a Peter x Reader one with #41 and #51 please??? 💕

Warnings:  sexslave!Reader, dom!Peter, slight mention of rape, that’s all I can think of

Note: This probably isn’t what you wanted, but I haven’t done anything like this yet, so why not? Srry if it’s confusing :P

I woke up to a burning sensation in between my thighs and lower back, my whole body aching for some odd reason. I don’t really remember all of what happened last night…all I can remember is coming home from school, watching TV for a while and then off to bed. That was it. Why am I not in my bed? 

Sitting up slowly while groaning at the movement, I noticed that the room around me was dark and silent. I was definitely not home anymore. But how’d I get here? Who took me? I sworn I locked all the doors to my house, my parents were at some business dinner…everything is a blur, I don’t know how this person could have kidnapped me without me putting up a fight.

“Morning, love.” A husky voice echoed around me, making me tense up and rub the skin on my arms up and down, suddenly having a chill. Then, that’s when I saw them. 


I was chained to the wall, from my hands to my feet, I was trapped. Panic starting to bubble up inside me, the only thing my brain could function to do was start pulling like hell. But, my action only made the voice chuckle at my attempts. 

“You’re not gonna break them. I’ve made them myself personal, for you my dear Y/n,” The sound of my name coming from this stranger’s mouth made me freeze. 

“H-How…” I rasped, my throat dry and sore for some strange reason.

“How do I know you name, you were going to ask? Oh, it’s quite simple, sweetheart. I’ve been watching you for months, seeing if you were the perfect toy for me to play with. And as you see…you’ve passed the test. Last night was one of the best nights of my life. You are definitely my new favorite. Guess I can let Wendy go now.” 

That sentence alone made my heart stop. What did he mean by ‘new favorite’? 

What did he do to me? 

Subconsciously I rubbed my thighs gently, wincing at the pain. Looking down, I gasped, nearly choking on air. The inside of my thighs were all bruised up, dark purple marks colored some parts of my hips, as my sides held scratch marks. Tears sprung up to my eyes, as my lip quivered at the horrible realization. 


The sound of footsteps now echoed the room, but I payed no attention as the agonizing truth crashed down on me like a ton of bricks. I could hear that his footsteps were closer now, I closed my eyes tightly as I cried silently to myself. What I didn’t expect was for him to reach up and stroke my hair, so I jerked away from him, backing up against the wall.

Now having a good look at him, his physical appearance actually surprised me. I was expecting him to be some old creep, or a guy who would be in his late 20s or 30s…this boy looked like a teenager. Someone who would attend my school. But I didn’t recognize him at all. His chestnut hair, those forest green eyes that were filled with mischief, and that evil grin that rested upon his face. He was deviously handsome…

“You’re surprised, love. What? Expecting me to be ugly? Unattractive?” He teased, watching as I shook slightly from crying. “I’m actually surprised you don’t remember all of last night, love. You want to see my markings?” His smirk deepened, as he reached behind him, pulling at the shirt and over his head, turning around.

I gasped again, seeing the long scratch marks and bite marks on his shoulder blades, making vomit slowly rise up my throat. I shook my head rapidly, more tears streaming down my face. “Those aren’t because of me…we never…w-we didn’t…”

“Oh, but we did, love. And it was spectacular! Of course you don’t remember it, because it was your demons taking over. You were no longer in control of your body at the time.” 

“W-What? Demons? What are you-?”

“You’re a feisty, aggressive, saucy little minx, Y/n. You’re demons are rough and hungry for excitement, and they were just begging to be let out. That’s why you’re so special! No man has ever been able to let those inner demons escape. Especially that little boyfriend of yours. What was his name? Henry, was it?” 

I hiccuped at his name, realizing that I’ll probably never get to see him again. Not to mention he wouldn’t be my first…this…lunatic was. And I don’t even remember, nor do I ever want to!

“You…you monster! Henry and I never slept together, he never touched me! He was sweet, kind, and patient with me wanting to wait, and you took it away from me! You used me!” I screamed, running up to him only to be yanked down to the ground by the chains. 

The boy raised his eyebrow high, his smirk growing wider like a mad man. “Even better, my princess. You were pure, which explains why you were so…well. How can I put this lightly?” He walked over to me, with a wave of his hand I was up on my feet, my eyes widening at the action. How the hell did he do that? He pushed me up closer to the wall, staring down at me intensely. “You, my dear, were rather…secure. All my years, I’ve been chasing used toys…and, boys don’t like when toys are all used up. New and untouched toys are their favorite.”

“G-Get away from me! Let me go, take me back home! Please, I have a family, I love Henry with all my heart, please let me go!”

“Beg all you want, my sweet. But, I’m afraid letting you go is far from being an option. You’re ass is mine, got it?” His smirk fell from his lips, as one of his hands grip my jaw roughly, making me look up at him. I wiggled my head, trying to break free, only for him to lean down quickly and connect out lips in a sloppy embrace. 

I tried to push him away, but the chains only tightened and pulled behind my back. Pulling away was out of the question as my head was being pushed into the wall, keeping me planted in my spot. 

Suddenly, his other hand came down slowly towards the almost bare bottom half of my body, one of his fingers grazing over a certain spot making my clamp my legs shut. He pulled away from the kiss angrily, staring down at me with a firm glare.

“Why must you be so difficult, love? Things would be a lot easier if you would just let your demons go-!” I spat in his face before he could finish his sentence. Regretting it already just by the look on his face, he quickly turned me around, pushing me farther into the wall. “Want to be a naughty girl? Fine. Then you shall be treated like one.”

I heard the sound of some kind of door opening, making the him halt his movements, but still hold me in place. “What do you want?” He snapped, making me flinch, even though he wasn’t talking to me.

“Wendy escaped her cage.” Another male voice spoke, sounding very timid compared to this guy.

“Well, then you and the others go looking for her, I’m busy!” He growled, pushing me a little bit harder into the wall, practically squishing me.

“You of all people know this island better, Pan. Forgive me for interrupting, but we-”

“Okay, alright! I’ll be out in a moment, just let me…finish up in here real quick.” He sighed into my neck, inhaling my scent for a moment, making me shiver at the feeling.

I’m sure the guy who was talking understood and left, as I heard the door close. I felt this so called ‘Pan’ stroke the sides of my neck, finally pulling me from the wall and turning me back around. 

“Now, I have to go away now for a little bit, sweetheart. I guess you aren’t the only naughty girl on this island. But, that’s gonna change, I promise.” He smirked, pressing a kiss to my temple. I jerk my head away from him, making him roll his eyes. “When will you learn to except the fact that I am your master now?”

I refused to answer, feeling him start to kiss the curve of my neck getting a small whimper out of me. I felt a dampness in between my legs, making me bite my lip hard, cursing my body for reacting to his touch. He must’ve noticed because of the smirk that colored his face once more when pulled back up.  “Why must you torment me?” 

“Because, my dear, I love the reaction I get in return. Just know that you are mine. You’re body, heart and soul belong to me.”

“I don’t belong to anyone, especially not you! Let me go!”

Sighing loudly he pulled away from me fully, turning to leave me in this hole, by myself again. The thought of being alone in here scares me more than him being in here alone with me.

“W-wait! Don’t leave me here, please! Let me out of here!” I screamed, going back to tugging on the chains, having no luck of breaking them whatsoever. “Help! Help me please, someone help!”

His laugh overpowered my screams, as he was just about to shut the door to this prison. 

“Cry and yell all you want, love. No one can hear you here.”

“Where is here?!” I cried, tears streaming down my face in frustration, as I continued to tug on the chains.

“Welcome to Neverland, my queen. You’re new and permanent home.”  

No Love

“we live in a generation of

not being in love.

and not being together.

but we sure make it feel like we’re together,

Because we’re scared to see each other with somebody else”

this was said by Drake.

And it’s true.

We too often decide to settle for the nagging tones

And the constant headache

Of what’s familliar. Of what’s comfortable.

Ignoring the signs of this lingering mistake.

When you’re biting your tongue, and holding your breath.

What’s the only option left but to suffocate?

Feet bleeding from the eggshells you walk on

Don’t say the wrong thing.

Tongue tied.

Forgetful mind.

Getting caught up in your illustrated lies.


For Christ’s sake.

Praying every night that He eases the earthquake

In your mind.

While you turn with eyes blind

Because everything you once knew is being redifined.


I drew this a while back, cause I’m the kind of weirdo that likes to think what others over the internet look like when given no picture to work off of

Not gonna lie, I fell in love with this character/design and kinda drew a lot more of it. 

I’m pretty straight forward and blunt; So… Thank you for existing. You make my day and I really do hope you liked this. Even though I didn’t need to do this, I did, and I did because I think you deserve it. :0)

Though I don’t know you personally, I can tell your a great and kind person  whom seems like a lot of fun. Though I’m almost positive that your not interested in starting a friendship with a random person that you’ve never heard of before… Then that’s okay. 

It was worth a shot, I guess?

Sorry, I’m just some awkward fart on the internet, don’t mind me. 

  • Jeonghan…
  • Mind reading?
  • idk, he looked like someone who could have such ability
  • he doesn’t have mind control tho
  • so he only knows what’s inside others’ heads but he can’t control any bit of it
  • which means…
  • everyone begging for him to keep their secret hidden
  • burried
  • not known
  • God knows how mischievous this kid can get
  • one time he almost tell on Peculiar!Seungkwan to the headmistress about him breaking a statue in the garden
  • poor seungkwan
  • he peed his pants when Jeonghan told him that he knew his secret
  • Seungkwan begged Jeonghan
  • Mind Reader!jeonghan also means…
  • making other kids
  • his slave
  • really
  • he’s a lazy butt
  • we all know that this is possible srsly everyone
  • except for Peculiar!Seungcheol tho
  • he voluntarily be Jeonghan’s personal slave
  • k that was weird
  • the first time Jeonghan found out about his ability was when he was helping the headmistress with cooking
  • the headmistress was thinking about what to make for picnic later that day and suddenly Jeonghan answered
  • that was a big shock
  • but the headmistress was happy about it
  • boy
  • she doesn’t know what Jeonghan’s capable of
  • not much actually
  • lol
  • some may think he use his powers to blackmail other kids
  • but no
  • this boy is an angel
  • once Peculiar!Minghao was feeling outcasted since he was just transferred from another orphanage
  • Minghao kept everything hidden but he was very sad about it
  • guess who’s the first person to approach him ?
  • it was Jun
  • lmao
  • but Jeonghan was actually the first one to ACTUALLY know what’s the centre of the problem is
  • Minghao cried
  • but he know that Jeonghan is helping him
  • A N G E L
  • soon
  • Jeonghan became some kind of a therapist to other kids
  • he’ll talk to kids who have problems but doesn’t have the courage to talk to anyone or the headmistress
  • other kids love him
  • especially the younger ones
  • Dino
  • Dino’s always all over Jeonghan
  • but the thing is
  • there’s no lying to Jeonghan
  • nuuh
  • he’ll know
  • so it’s better to tell Jeonghan the truth
  • so he could cover it up for you because the headmistress believe in him so much
  • lmao
  • Jeonghan is loved by everyone
  • and I mean EVERYONE
  • no one dislike him
  • jealous ? yes
  • who wouldn’t?


Horse diving. According to inventor William Carver, the idea of launching a panicked equine into the watery void came whilst riding off a collapsing bridge in 1881. And like all things entertainment back then, recreating tragedy on a grand scale was instantly lucrative. The show was a summer staple at Atlantic City … up until like the fucking 1970s.

That’s right – we really held on to horse diving. Partially due to how surprisingly few horses were (externally) hurt from this bizarre act, as what few anecdotal stories that exist range from hoofed panic attacks to a single horrific drowning. Meanwhile, their human counterparts had the troublesome task ofnot slamming their face into the water upon landing. And while that sounds simple enough, consider that the most famous horse-diver, Sonora Carver, went blind after a botched landing detached both of her retinas. And yet, much like this entire asshole sport, our hero continued to risk her life well after the loss of her eyes. Her commitment to stupidity in the face of overwhelming reason was the subject of a 1991 movie called Wild Hearts Can’t Be Broken.

Because the bravest thing you can do in America is refuse to give up, even when that means blindly plunging 60 feet into a shallow pool for the delight of day drunks. This Yankee stubbornness wasn’t exclusive to the performers either, as one July Fourth reveler named Eunice Winkless was photographed attempting a 40-foot jump on a $100 dare.

6 Ways Fourth Of July Used To Make ‘The Purge’ Look Tame

just a reminder that if you are in a relationship and your partner consistently makes you feel:

  • that you are a burden
  • that you have to babysit all the time
  • exhausted
  • pressured, forced to do something
  • very negative, hurt, sad
  • that you are fighting all the time
  • that you are trapped
  • not supported, not loved
  • taken advantage of
  • not good enough

then something is wrong and you should probably get the fuck out and find someone better. everyone deserves to be treated right. a relationship should be about bettering each other and being the best that you can be not only for yourself - but for your partner. don’t ever take bull crap when you know you deserve better