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That's Worse. Something sad and lonely settled in a corner of his mind. He was really patient, he knew he was, and he knew he had waited a long time by now. He cradled his wrist, aware that he would have bruises by tomorrow.

Now all he had to do is wait. He didn't want to be out here at night. Flynn froze and whiled around, yelping in fear as his heart sputtered in his chest. Flynn took a deep breath and calmed down, trying to keep from crying. Even stranger, she started to sniffle and cry, like she was the one lost.

Tell me so I may knight you as your Lady and Queen. She just surprised him. He cried out again and again, but the woods gave him nothing in return.

The light flickered pathetically for a second before going out, leaving him in the coming darkness. He instantly found the place in the woods where the trees were as thick around as the tool shed, and the light became dim, high canopy preventing it from touching the ground more than just enough to see through green lenses. Another thing he loved. Until your body no longer bleeds and mind no longer thinks? Flynn gulped, this lady gave him the creeps. Request: Hi! I hope this request isn't too strange. Explore Tumblr blogs with no restrictions, modern de and the best experience. Were you mad about it?

It was the chief rule, one of the few things his parents did agree on absolutely.

Peter immediately could feel the anxiety you had been keeping cooped up melt away as you leant back on the couch, acting as you always acted. Usually it was you reassuring him and being the protective older brother you had always been for as long as Peter could remember. Flynn slowed down and took a glance behind him, the deer tail barely visible among the remaining brush.

As fast as he safely could, Flynn went back towards camp.

He made himself a comfortable spot and pulled out a protein bar to munch on. She stood there for a moment, before wailing in anguish. The lantern light returned, this time several paces behind him. A bookshop in Paris. When he tried to back up, her hand snapped to his wrist, ice cold and pale fingers digging into his wrist. Tell me, little one, why did you run? He built up his courage to reply. A woman introduces herself as Gertrude and tells me I do not want to purchase the book I'm perusing, as it's impossibly bleak and, in the end, the protagonist is murdered! They would come for him? What do you say?

Was Aunt May okay? He pulled a flashlight from his bag and clicked the button.

Visit Blog. Flynn whimpered, scared, silently chiding himself for acting like a baby. He could still see her eyes under her veil, and the green light of the lantern seemed to intensify. Flynn had an idea, then, and took a glance behind him. It helped Peter relax as well, and the conversation quickly felt like any other conversation. Flynn grabbed his bag, shoved it full of the most basic gear, and took off running.

The sun was getting ready to set soon. She suddenly held a blade, as long as his forearm, the metal reflecting the green of her lantern. He began to struggle, pulling desperately on her wrist and hand to release him. She pointed it at him, then carefully touched his shoulders twice with it. He felt desperately alone. Is that it? After a heavy second, her fingers cracked off of his wrist like old hinges.

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Notes: this is the first, and Lost in the Wood is technically the last, but there will be more in between, the order your read them in is irrelevant. Flynn held as still and quiet as he physically could, but he heard nothing, not even the sounds of the woods he had grown to love. His eyes widened. He could see her smile under the veil.

Peter had been a little nervous to go home since he got a text from you at lunchtime, informing him you wanted to talk to him when he got home. Did you have your own secret identity? What is yours? DO you promise to protect me from all threats and dote upon my every word? I spent my next decades hiding what I was reading, as she couldn't help but spoil the ending of every novel or night at the theatre. It was his birthday, they could at least wait until the next day. The dark, silent woods, with surprise ladies had nothing on him. It was nowhere near Halloween.

You nodded, pausing for a moment, avoiding his eyes, looking to the side, before sitting up attempting to be confident, taking a deep breath in, and looking at Peter directly. Where were Mom and Papa?

He cried out, frightened or the pitch blackness and silence that had engulfed him. She reeled back, and clutched and tugged at her veil.

Why would it be? He had a lot of things to be worried about. Have you found out about him being Spiderman? About Privacy Policy. Flynn waited, and then waited some more. He found you sat on the couch, the television off, clearly waiting for him.

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He took a deep breath, bitter that his parents would fight on his birthday. The woods consumed him in seconds. Suddenly uncomfortable at the lack of sound outside of his own person, Flynn decided to go back to camp. He knew the only way to get a definitive answer was to go and find out, but still he could tell it Tumblr aunt stories serious by how short and straight to the point your text was. I personally don't like the "I knew you were gay" responce to coming out, but other than that I'm open to all kinds of positive Peter responces. She was too close all too fast.

Papa was trying to teach him how to shoot a gun, which Mom had known he had brought. He knew how to get away from a bear and make a variety of traps, why would he need a gun? What if it was bad news? And she was standing far too close, only a couple feet away, a strange green lantern illuminating her and the area around her. Did something happen?

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He watched in awe. You must be so brave to run away from your parents! He could tell you were nervous, and part of him knew that you needed some sort of comfort, which was strange. Flynn rose to his feet and she handed him the blade.

You sounded really serious in your text, I thought something bad happened. That's how we met. The light of the lantern snuffed out, abandoning him in the dark. The yelling escalated and Flynn decided an enclosed tent was not the place to be. She smiled, kind and cruel. Have you told Aunt May? Where is she anyway? It was stange to hold, and it hummed in his grip, slowly getting lighter and smaller until it suited him perfectly.

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