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as she clung to the older women, bella couldn't fathom that she was actually there. that esme was actually solid and cool and there. it had been months since he had left, and she had been broken. she'd been under the impression that she'd never see any of them again. still, it didn't stop her from driving down the hidden lane way toward the cullen home. it didnt stop her from imagining that one of them still cared. that one of them would still be there.

when she all but threw herself at esme, she couldn't stop the tears from flowing down her cheeks. she felt as though she couldn't pull in air. it was just too good to be true. worth her face buried against the women's shoulder, bellas hands were clawed in the shirt she wore, as though she were clinging onto it for dear life.

"I---I can't b---be---believe your...you're actually he-he-here." she felt as though any minute now, she would wake from this lovely dream and be sucked back into the despair that she felt without her second family there.

nodding at esmes suggestion, bella gave a small, teary laugh. the other esme didn't need to breathe. it was soley for bellas benefit.

Esme had caved. She couldn't bear being away from Bella, especially in the fashion they left. It reminded her of the way she simply up and left both Charles and her parents. Never did Esme believe she would do it again, not to someone as important as Bella.

Bella's stuttering breaths hit her neck, warm and inexplicably human. Edward would be furious if he knew—she hoped he didn't—that Esme had returned. Alice saw Esme's decision before she even made it, begging her to come with, but Esme couldn't have Edward hating the both of them.

"I'm here, sweetie, I'm real... I'm so sorry." Esme felt herself choke up, swallowing uselessly to remove the ball in her throat. "Come on, let's breathe in for four, then we're going to hold for seven and breathe out again for eight, okay?"

Esme opened the cab door to Bella's pickup truck, propping the girl down on the driver's seat and gently holding her face in her hands so Bella had to look at her. "Ready? Let's breathe in for four."

the beauty of esmes face was blurred by the tears still leaking from bellas eyes, but she gave a small nod in answer to the question. closing her eyes for a brief moment, bella hiccuped or a breath before opening them once again to stare into the beautiful topaz eyes she had so missed.

on esmes count, she breathed in, held and then breathed out, for as many times as she did. all the while, her eyes scanned the woman's, memorizing it incase she never got the chance to see it again. incase she sits disappeared again. hands clutched at the leather seat of the truck until her knuckles were white, her body still trembling slightly.

" what...i mean...why are you here? i don't think edw- " sucking in a breath at his name, th3 hole in her chest gave a throb, causing her to squeeze her eyes shut tightly. " hes probably upset that you're here. "

Arms instinctively wrap around the girl as she all but flings herself at Esme. Whatever she tries to get out is lost amongst sobs and, even with vampiric hearing, Esme can't make out a word of it.

Instead she holds Bella to her. The girl is weightless in her arms.

"Hey, Bella, hey..." She whispers against the brunette's ear, "what's wrong?" If Esme is going to be able to help then she has to be able to know. "Come on, darling, it's alright. I've got you." One hand habitually rubs circles across Bella's back, patting her every now and then— almost akin to a baby being burped, but not Esme's intention. "Shall we try and breathe together?"

as she clung to the older women, bella couldn't fathom that she was actually there. that esme was actually solid and cool and there. it had been months since he had left, and she had been broken. she'd been under the impression that she'd never see any of them again. still, it didn't stop her from driving down the hidden lane way toward the cullen home. it didnt stop her from imagining that one of them still cared. that one of them would still be there.

when she all but threw herself at esme, she couldn't stop the tears from flowing down her cheeks. she felt as though she couldn't pull in air. it was just too good to be true. worth her face buried against the women's shoulder, bellas hands were clawed in the shirt she wore, as though she were clinging onto it for dear life.

"I---I can't b---be---believe your...you're actually he-he-here." she felt as though any minute now, she would wake from this lovely dream and be sucked back into the despair that she felt without her second family there.

nodding at esmes suggestion, bella gave a small, teary laugh. the other esme didn't need to breathe. it was soley for bellas benefit.

the thought of gagging on someone’s cock as a form of worship. having your face fucked like you’re an offering to a god. letting them hold you down and cum down your throat as reward for your devotion

@viciouslostones asked: " i didn't like seeing you with them. " from winnie to peter

"Then what do you plan to do about it Darling?" The King of Neverland smirked before leaning forward in his seat, elbows resting on this thighs as he watched the Darling. He knew he was the possessive type. Winnie Darling was his. He might share with Vane and the twins, but no one else. It was an interesting turn of events to see her jealous though.

he was infuriating at the best of times, but it was one of the things that winnie found irresistible about him. lips pressing together for a moment, she ran through a few different scenarios in her head. what did she plan to do about it? there was really only one thing she could do - and that was show him that he was hers just as much as she was his. within a second, she sank to her knees and leaned forward on her palms. eyes locked on his, she slowly began crawling her way to him, hips swaying as she did. when she was between his thighs, she raised up into a kneeling position and slowly ran her hands up his calves. " i plan on showing you why exactly you shouldn't be with anyone else. "

*      ―    ﴾  𝚗𝚜𝚏𝚠  𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚜  ﴿   :    𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒  𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐘  𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍.

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she certainly wasn't wrong about that. he had actually killed a lost boy or two out of sheer boredom - simply because he could. was she wrong in asking for her property back? not at all. was she wrong for bringing her property here? absolutely. nearly closing the distance between them, pan pressed the metal case into the palm of her outstretched hand, leaning down so his lips were at her ear. " you need to do a better job of hiding your belongings, darling. otherwise anyone can get their hands on it. " his tone was a low growl as he raised his free hand to push her blonde hair out of her face, almost emphasizing his words about "belongings" as if she were one of his.

Her body tensed as he drew closer and when she felt the cold metal in her palm, Wendy locked her fingers around it. Though her eyebrows knitted in a confusion as she glanced down for a moment. Wondering if this was all a trick. That was all she'd dare do. Ensuring the safety of her memory was, in that moment, the only thing she cared for. She did not pull away from Peter. Even as he continued to invade her space as if it was his own. In moments like these, Wendy found herself, swallowing her own pride. Now could not be any different. "Thank you..." She bit her tongue before anything else could slip past her lips. Would it be enough for him?

he lingered there for a moment, before the back of his hand trailed down her arm, fingertips lingering at her elbow for a moment before he took a step back once again. " keep it out of my sight, or you will not be getting it back, are we clear? " his voice was gruff as he spoke, his eyes capturing hers as his thumbs hooked into his belt loops.

peter wasn't daft. he knew that this little item held a lot of sentiment for the girl. and the fact that the twins felt the need to play keepaway with it had anger stirring within his chest. though, it wasn't soley at them. part of it was for her - for having the small, useless item here in the first place. as they entered the library, peter closed the double doors behind them with a soft click, before turning to face her, the small metal tube now out of his pocket and rolling between his fingers. " if its just a silly trinket, darling - why does it matter if the twins had it? " raising a brow, he took a small step closer to her, his eyes transfixed on her pale lips. he knew what it was - what it was for. and he couldn't help but want to see the bright colour adorning her lips.

Instinct cause her eyes darted to her mothers lipstick when he had pulled it from his pocket. The second she saw its dull and dented casing was the second she found herself looking down. How could she be so stupid? So careless to let it fall in his hands? Wendy manages to bring her eyes back to his. It still surprised her when she felt her breath catch and she had to steady it. After all these years and still... he inched closer. Her memory tauntingly in his hold. Wendy crossed her arms defensively. "I've seen you boys nearly kill each other for less. It is mine and there is nothing more too it." Again, she held out her hand. Though it came with caution and a plea, "I will ask nothing of you anymore. Please."

she certainly wasn't wrong about that. he had actually killed a lost boy or two out of sheer boredom - simply because he could. was she wrong in asking for her property back? not at all. was she wrong for bringing her property here? absolutely. nearly closing the distance between them, pan pressed the metal case into the palm of her outstretched hand, leaning down so his lips were at her ear. " you need to do a better job of hiding your belongings, darling. otherwise anyone can get their hands on it. " his tone was a low growl as he raised his free hand to push her blonde hair out of her face, almost emphasizing his words about "belongings" as if she were one of his.

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❝ you know i love and care about you, right? ❞ ❝ ... i guess i'm just scared of losing you. ❞ ❝ i don't like most people, but you're an exception. ❞ ❝ you're not alone. you'll never be alone. not as long as i'm here. ❞ ❝ by your side is where i'm meant to be. ❞ ❝ not one person is more important to me than you. ❞ ❝ i don't know what it is about you, but, you just ... you're the only one who can make me feel like this. ❞ ❝ you're amazing, you know that? ❞ ❝ who has the greatest (friend/brother/sister/sibling/parent/etc) in the world? me, that's who! ❞ ❝ i'm only managing to stand here on my two feet because of you. i made it because of you. ❞ ❝ i don't know how i'm ever going to be able to repay you. ❞ ❝ i know for a fact that you're special. i can feel it. ❞ ❝ you've actually made me feel like a person again, like i'm ... normal. ... thank you. ❞ ❝ i used to think that everyone else was just evil and cynical, guided by their own self-interest. that is, until i met you. ❞ ❝ you truly are too good for this world. ❞ ❝ i'm always blown away by just how talented you are. ❞ ❝ you deserve so much more than what you were given. ❞ ❝ nobody i've ever met has been more gifted than you. ❞ ❝ if you ever need a place to stay, let me know, okay? ❞ ❝ you always feel really comfortable and safe to be around. ❞ ❝ i think i have a new purpose in my life. to be with you. ❞ ❝ you have a kind heart. i know you don't believe me, and you try to hide it behind a facade, but i know for a fact that you do, deep down. ❞ ❝ i think you're probably the only one who understands me. ❞ ❝ you're safe here with me. nobody's going to harm you ever again. ❞ ❝ i don't deserve someone as amazing as you. ❞ ❝ i was kind to you because you looked like you needed a friend. ❞ ❝ i'm never leaving you. you're stuck with me. ❞