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Just The Way You Are

Requetsed: Yes

Anonymous asked:

I want I an imagine where reader is in never land there are other girls in the island too who are prettier and reader feels insecure and cut herself but pan loves her and tells her she is beautiful and stuff"! Sorry if its confusing

Pairing: Peter Pan x Reader

Fandom: OUAT

Warnings: self-harm,cutting.

Rating: cute 


Y/N’s POV

When the shadow first took me from my home, from everything I had and told me that it would take me to Neverland, where I could live happy and in peace.

In the place where I used to live, the people of my highschool, treated me horribly and bullyed me conctantly because of my physic, or just the way I was. I really thought that that could change, and in a way it did.

You may have noticed that I have said ‘the first’. And that’s because it wouldn’t be my only time in Neverland, but that’s something we’ll talk about later.

As I was saying, when I arrived Neerland, I met this boy that called himself ‘king of Neverland’, Peter Pan. I was inmediatly attracetd by his handsomness. He payed a lot of attention to me the first weeks, but as I got more comfortable with the island, he started getting more into his things, and I mean, it’s completel fine, but when he left me with the rest of the lost boys I didn’t feel that good. I’ll explain.

When I came to the island, I was not only greeted by the so called ‘king’, but also by his multiple lost girls.

I got to know all of them, and they are great girls. Really kind, funny and hard-workers. We, all of the lost girls, are great friends, and it’s not their fault that I felt the way I did.

Having more girls around means having more people to compare yourself with. From all of them, I am the only on who doesn’t look like a model. I mean, I know how I am, my compossition, but being around skinny, beautiful and perfect girls while you are not that pretty, hurts.

My first solution to this feeling I had inside, was to escape from the kingdom, and I actually achieved it. But some weeks later, the shadow found me again and told me that I belonged to Neverland. When I came back Peter was quite angry with me and gave me the silent treatment. 

As now I had all my insecurities and the addition of Peter’s anger, and I knew that trying to escape was stupid I started cutting myself. It surely hurted me, but it made me feel as if all my problems were gone.

                                                   present times

I was in my treehouse laying on my bed when a fuming Peter entered on my room.

“Oh. Hey Pan! Is there something wrong?”

“What is this Y/N?” he asked taking my pocket knife from his trousers. “What the hell were you thinking?!” he more yelled than asked

“Peter I can explain. You don’t even know how it feels to be the fatter and uglier girl on this bloody island! I feel depressed most of the times but no one here gives a fuck! And when you stoped talking to me I felt even worse and I started cutting myself…”

He then looked at me with a mixed expresion of amusement and disbelief. He walked near my bed and sat own next to me, taking my hands on his.

“Y/N, you are the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen in my life, and all the girls in here can’t compare to you, because you are perfect. And when I stoped talking to you it was because I was angry that you wanted to leave, to leave me.”

“Peter I…” I said with tears already falling down my cheeks

He then placed his hand on my cheek and wiped my tears away with his thumb. Then he quietly asked “Can I kiss you?” And I just slowly nodded my head yes when he closed the gap between us with a sweet kiss, while he mumbled several times against my lips the words: “You are perfect, just the way you are.”    

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Festival Of Fantasy by disneylori

Neverland

    Summary: It’s my darker interpretation of what’s going on with Neverland. I’m using Once Upon A Time’s version as my muse but this is honestly mostly  just my own AU

     A land where you never grow old. A child’s dream world. Their greatest desires come to life. Desires. What does a child desire? What is it that they wish for when the sun goes down? What is it that a child would give their lives for? What would they kill for?
          Pan’s eyes shot open. Something in the air shifted. His eyes grew dark. 

                                        Someone had arrived.

          You looked around the dark forest, feeling nervous. You didn’t remember much. You were in standing in your window.. You remember feeling alone and… sad. And suddenly you were on this island. Your head was pounding. Why did it hurt so bad?

“Are you alright?” a boy emerged from the trees, watching you carefully.

 “I’m.. fine. It’s just a headache,” 

“I could help with that,” The boy touched you head gently, the noise was still there, but it wasn’t as aggressive as it had been, “I’m Peter- Peter Pan” the boy explained simply. You couldn’t hold back the laugh that bubbled up in your throat, “Like ‘Peter and the Lost Boys’ Peter Pan?”

“Or lost girls- Neverland is home to all who need the sanctuary it provides. Some children stay here only until they are ready to go home,” Something darkened in Peter’s eyes. You couldn’t quite tell what it was, but there was something about the way he looked into the forest- “and others stay on Neverland forever,”

  • Psychic: *reads my mind*
  • Me: Veronica! OpEn ThE- OpEn ThE dOoR pLeAsE! vErOnIcA, oPeN tHe DoOr-WhY dO yOu WrItE lIkE yOu'Re RuNnInG oUt Of TiMe-oMiGoD oH mY gOd YoU gUyS lOoKs LiKe ElLe'S gOnNa WiN tHe PrIzE-pOpUlAr YoU'Re GoNnA bE pOpUlAr I'lL tEaCh YoU tHe PrOpEr PoIsE-lEt yOuR FrEaK FlAg WaVe LeT yOuR fReAk FlAg FlY-GOOD MORNING BALTIMORE-wHat TiMe iS iT? sUmMeR tImE-SUPERCALIFRAGILISTICEXPIALIDOCIOUS-i'M fLyInG FLYING FLYING FLYING-wHeN tHe WoRlD hAs ScReWeD yOu AnD cRuShEd YoU iN iTs FiSt-tHe PhAnToM oF tHe OPERAAAA-BIGGEST PLAIN FOOL IN THE JUNGLE OF NOOL-GREASE LIGHTNING-lItTlE sHoP lItTlE ShOp Of HorRor-ANYTHING GOES!! *endless loop*
  • Psychic: WTF