@peterandthepirate: OH UM,, yEAH the whole reader setting them up thing would be hella cute?? and being peter’s wingman and stuff because he isn’t good at Feelings™
Notes: SO THIS IS A DIFFERENT IMAGINE JSYK. I was talking to Em (aka peterandthepirate), and well, I’m going to write an imagine where Reader (aka you guys) helps Peter get with a Lost Boy. ENJOY. DON’T HATE. LOVE IS LOVE
You watched as Peter secretly stared at Aaron, an older Lost Boy. Peter had had the biggest crush on him for the longest time. Though he was always so different around him. And not in a good way. He’d stare at Aaron, but talking to him he was harsh. Harsher than with the others. He’d give him tougher tasks, push him around more. He was simply… tougher on him. Peter didn’t even think he’d ever crush on a guy, always seeming to find girls more attractive. But then Aaron came along.
Aaron, though, was willing to do whatever Peter asked. No matter how mean Peter was to him, he’d do whatever Peter said. Only because Aaron liked him, too. He’d always stare at Peter when he wasn’t looking. Funny thing was, Aaron never would have gone for someone like Peter. He knew he was gay since the age of six, but Peter wasn’t his type. But then he actually met Peter. Meeting Peter sent him over the edge. A handsome guy who took others away from terrible homes? What could be better?
Both boys just didn’t know how to act on such feelings though. Aaron was nervous and embarrassed for liking Peter. No one else on the island seemed to be gay or even bisexual. All the boys crushed on you. You were the only girl on the island, and all the Lost Boys were crazy about you. Except for Peter and Aaron.
“Oh my God! He’s so…. so…” Peter fumed as he pulled you inside his treehouse for a moment.
“Cute? Pretty? Handsome? Irresistible?” You smirked, loving that Peter always got so flustered over him.
“Yes!” He gasped, hands flying to his hair. “Why am I so attracted to him? I’ve never felt this way before towards anyone! Not even the woman I had a son with!”
You giggled, never getting enough of how cute and funny Peter was. You were his best friend. You knew everything about him, including his past before Peter Pan became Peter Pan. Including his obvious crush on Aaron.
“Why are you laughing? This is no laughing matter,” Peter pointed a finger at you.
“So-Sorry,” you laughed. “You always get flustered over him. And hey, maybe you’re bisexual?”
“Maybe I’m what? What’s a bisexual?” He argued a little. “But I do not get flustered over him!
Again, you broke out into laughter, taking a seat on his bed.
“Boy, do I have news for you about sexuality. But that’s for another day,” you shook your head. “You always get flustered over him because you love him.” You teased him.
Peter glared at you before sighing. He went to his window, peaking out of it. Only to stare at Aaron; see what he was doing. He was talking to Felix, having a casual conversation. Peter growled lowly.
“What if he doesn’t like me?” Peter said this time in a calmer tone. “Aaron’s talking to Felix, anyway.”
“Aw, is Mr. Peter Pan feeling insecure? It’s okay, buddy, we’ve all been there,” you said in a mocking tone, giggling at the end. “Don’t sweat it, Panny Boy, he likes you.”
Peter’s eyes went wide. His head whipped around, leaving the window. He stared right at you, grabbing your shoulders. You gave him a look, waiting for him to say something.
“What do you mean he likes me?”
“You’re hurting me, Peter,” you muttered. He loosened his grip, quickly apologizing. “And he likes ya. He does. He’s told me himself.”
“He has not,” Peter gaped. But you nodded your head, a smirk playing on your lips. “Then why hasn’t the idiot told me he likes me, too?”
“Because maybe he’s shy and nervous like you?” You stated the obvious. Peter cocked a brow at you. “And maybe because… there’s a rumor going around that you and I are together.”
A scoff left his throat. You and him together? Impossible. Peter loved you, but not in a romantic way. You loved him, too. Just as a best friend. How could the Lost Boys think that you and him were dating?
“Preposterous.” He spat. “Why would they think such a thing? You’re my best friend. That’s the end of it.”
You shrugged your shoulders. “Gee, I don’t know. Maybe because you like to drag me into your forbidden treehouse at any given moment, and they don’t see us for quite some time. It gets people thinking, Panny Boy. Use your thick skull, I know there’s a brain in there somewhere.”
You raised both your brows at him, proving your point. Peter let go of you, thinking about it. That was a good point. There were plenty of times Peter would pull you into his treehouse to discuss something private. You were the only other person allowed in there. And you and him would spend hours in there just talking about whatever. Of course everyone thought you and him were a couple.
“Stupid. All of them. Stupid. I don’t like you. I like Aaron! I like him so much, and I don’t understand why!” He groaned, falling on his bed.
You rested beside him, looking at him. You gave him a small concerned look. Peter looked so… vulnerable almost. He so badly wanted to take things to the next level with Aaron. Take him on a date, kiss him even. Do more than just that. But he didn’t know how to get started. He didn’t know how to ask him on a date, or talk to him properly.
“You like him because he… has nice eyes. A cute laugh. A pretty smile. He always does what you ask without complaining. Always happy to help you out. Gets along with everyone. Admires your work. He has a perky butt…I can keep going.” You stroked his forehead gently, lightly playing with his hair with one hand.
“Please don’t,” he moaned, shutting his eyes. “It’ll just remind me that I can’t have him.”
With that being said, you got to thinking…
Everything was set up. Later that day, after leaving the treehouse, you wandered off. Tonight, Aaron and Peter were going on their first date. You set it all up. You found the perfect place where the ground was flat. You brushed away the leaves and branches that had fallen prior, making the surface as smooth as possible. Next came the blanket you rested peacefully on the ground. You held down the corners with rocks, then you rushed back to camp to grabbed a few more things.
Around two hours later, you had two plates, two glasses, napkins, eating utensils, and you forced Peter to create a bunch of candles for you. They were all placed in places surrounding the makeshift dinner area. It made the place light up, there being several in multiple places. All you needed was the food and drinks.
“What if he doesn’t want to come?” Peter complained, worried. You had finally told him what you’d be doing for the remainder of the day.
“Shut up, Panny Boy. Shape up,” you smacked the side of his head. “Where’s that tough, careless piece of shit I’m for some reason friends with? Quit acting like a nervous wreck, that is not the Peter Pan I know!”
“Ow,” Peter rubbed his head. You sighed, rolling your eyes.
“God, this boy sure makes you weak. But hey, that’s what love does to you,” you grinned. “Just remember, who never fails?”
“Peter Pan…” he mumbled.
“Peter Pan never fails, okay?” He snapped at you. “Ugh, just go get Aaron! I’ll be taking care of the food and drinks.”
You smiled, satisfied with yourself. You quickly ran back to camp, in search for Aaron. It didn’t take long for you to find him, though. Aaron was different than the other Lost Boys. He had dark hair, tan skin, but light eyes. He was slender, shorter than Peter, and was by far the cutest Lost Boy. He was such a rare mixture. No wonder Peter liked him.
“Aaron, buddy, come with me,” you called him over.
“Why?” He questioned, a soft smile playing on his lips. He walked towards you, following.
“Uh… I have something to show you. Only you.”
Aaron went along with it, not really asking many questions. He was a quiet and shy boy, never speaking all that much. But everyone on the island got along with him. There not being one bad thing about him. He was kind, but had that perfect mixture of evil in him.
“Where are you taking me?” He asked rather bluntly.
“Somewhere, just come on,” you grabbed his hand, dragging him deeper into the forest.
Arriving there, the smell of food and candles became noticeable. Aaron furrowed his brows, confused. He was beginning to get the wrong idea.
“Y/N… if you’re taking me on a date… I like you and all, but you know I want–”
“Me?” Peter appeared, nervous blush actually visible. You rolled your eyes, grinning. Aaron made him so weak in the knees. The only person who could do so, too.
“P-Pan?” Aaron stared in awe, instantly becoming anxious.
“You can call me Peter. I’m not going to bite your head off if you do.” He scoffed, pushing the nerves aside.
You handed Aaron off to Peter. “Have fun you, too. I’ll be close by watching to make sure things go okay, so don’t get too crazy or I’ll smack both of you.”
You walked off, finding a nice tree that was at a safe distance. You sat down, leaning against it. A book was there, you purposely setting it there earlier. You started reading as the date went on.
“S-So you like me?” Aaron asked as he took a bite of some food Peter made.
“Yep. I do. Why do you think I’m an arse to you all the time?”
Aaron chuckled, making Peter swoon and butterflies appear. “I never would’ve guessed you had a knack for guys, Peter.”
“Why? Because I’m not like a typical…”
“Gay guy?” Aaron finished his sentence.
“Shush, I’m not used to these kinds of feelings at all.” He averted his eyes to the soil.
Once again Aaron giggled. Peter was too cute. “It’s okay. But yes, it’s because you’re not that stereotypical… gay guy. You’re not flamboyant, don’t have that pep in your voice… nothing like someone who is stereotypical gay. I like it though.”
Peter scratched his head, thinking about it. “Y/N mentioned earlier today that maybe I’m bisexual, but I don’t know what is.”
Aaron nodded his head. Maybe Peter was bisexual. “Hmm, that is possible. It’s when a person both likes boys and girls. But not all gay people fit the stereotype either.”
Peter shrugged his shoulders. He was confused about everything, but he did know he really liked Aaron.
As the night went on, the two boys actually talked. They talked about things that weren’t about orders and demands. Peter was being genuine, and Aaron fell even harder for Peter. He truly admired the boy. The night was filled with laughter and fun. They drank and ate, enjoying the night.
“Can you two kiss already? It’s getting late, and I need to blow these candles out sooner or later.” You whined a little after two in a half hours passed. Peter glared at you as well as Aaron. You raised your eyebrows. “Please, Panny Boy? Can we finish up? Take him to your treehouse if you don’t want the night to end.”
Aaron turned to Peter. “Your treehouse?” He asked in slight shock. Peter averted his eyes, innocently shrugging his shoulders. Both boys bit the inside of their mouths, nerves picking up once again.
Aaron looked back up at Peter. He was still looking elsewhere, but Aaron scooted closer. He placed his hand underneath Peter’s chin, lifting it up. Peter furrowed his eyebrows, puzzled on what was going on. It had been so long since he felt this kind of affection. Aaron in one swift movement, leaned in. He kissed Peter straight on the lips. It felt so strange to Peter, but right at the same time.
“Yes!” You whispered in victory. “It’s about time.” You stayed as quite as possible.
“You’re a good kisser, Pan. Want to walk back to camp? I’m sure everyone’s in bed now.”
“Uh… Um… Sure.” Peter stammered, completely speechless. Aaron laughed, getting up.The two boys started to walk away, you exclaiming that you would clean everything up. But then Peter quickly came running back.
“Thank you,” he whispered, hugging you. “Tell anyone about this entire night and you’re dead. The boys will know when I want them to know.”
“Nice attempt at threatening me, Panny Boy,” you smirked, hugging back. “You’re welcome. Now go get your guy.”
Peter gave you one last squeeze before running back to Aaron. They joined hands, walking back to camp. You smiled at them, happy. You began to clean up as Peter and Aaron walked away. Tonight was a success.
Okay, I need some feedback on a scene from The Boy Who Wouldn’t Grow Up:
“So that’s what you do every night,” Peter said. “You visit the hospital.”
"I visit Wendy every night,” Pan corrected. “The hospital is just a coincidence.”
Peter smiled. “I can’t believe I never saw you.”
"Tink’s right,” he laughed. “You aren’t observant.”
“Apparently not,” said Peter. “Did anyone else see you?”
“One of the doctors used to be a Lost Boy,” said Pan. “Can you imagine? Leaving Neverland to become a stupid doctor.”
He looked disgusted at the very thought.
“Huh,” said Peter. “Well, that explains why Dr. Tootles always had a slingshot next to his stethoscope.”
Pan laughed before rummaging through his pockets. He removed a handful of acorn buttons, his flute, his sword, a very irate Tinker Bell, and a drawing of a rainbow wrapped into infinity. Peter’s eyes widened as he recognized it. How could he not? Dozens of patients who visited the hospital bore the same symbol.
“Tootles drew this for me this a while back,” he said. “He said that I was different, like him and his patients. I told him I didn’t have to become a doctor to figure that out. Of course I’m different. I can fly. Why are you staring at me like that?”
Peter was grinning from ear to ear.
“Pan,” he said, “Do you know what this means?”
Peter took a deep breath, “Okay, there was a man named Leo Kanner…”
One hour and a very confused Pan later, Peter realized that this wasn’t the best approach to take.
“Look,” he said. “All you need to know is that you’re just like the rest of us. You’re different.”
Pan looked horrified. “Am I going to die too?”
“Wha—?” Peter asked. “No, no. You’re not like me.”
"You just said—”
“Okay, yes,” Peter said. “You’re like me in the sense that we’re different from everyone else, but you and I are different in different ways. All of us - all of the kids at the hospital - we’re all different.”
“And that’s a good thing?”
“I think it is.”
Pan smiled. He and Peter sat in silence for a while, the former looking at the drawing.
“Is Wendy like us?” he asked finally.
Peter chuckled. “Well, she walks with a cane, so I suppose.”
Pan looked delighted. “That means I’m like Wendy!”
“What’s that?” Peter teased. “You like Wendy?”
“No, I said—”
Pan broke off before giving him a shove. Peter laughed and returned it.
This scene would take place instead of the scene that I pitched a few days ago: x
I personally like this scene more for five reasons:
It’s more natural and not as forced.
By this point, Peter and Pan are already extremely close and this is just another factor.
It’s between Peter and Pan and not Pan and the others.
It fits into the atmosphere more and seems more in-character.
Peter teasing Pan about Wendy Darling is always a plus.
Title: Outsiders Request: May I request a one-shot where the reader was the first one to find Neverland and is bound to protect it. So when they hear when a group of outsiders come. They need help but once she meets Henry. Well you can do the rest sugar. Pairing: Henry Mills x Reader (I’m writting this where Peter Pan never took over Neverland)
“Eliza, please clean the dishes off. Andrew, if you could please help her.” Y/N said to some of the members of her camp on the island of Neverland. Y/N had found the island years earlier, and invited some people to live on the island with her. She was determinded to protect the island, it was a true picture perfect place, even though she was young. “Y/N!” Mary, one of the other members of the island, called running back into camp. Mary was Y/N’s younger sister, they were very close. “What is it?” Y/N responded. “There’s a group of people, outsiders, on the shore. I don’t know why they are here or who they are.” Mary responded. “Ok, lead me to them and we’ll talk to them.” Y/N responded. Mary nodded, and she and Y/N walked to meet the group of people.
Y/N and Mary slowly approached the group of people. “Do you think they’re here to hurt us?” Mary asked. “I don’t think so, they looked worried.” Y/N responded, “We’ll see why they’re here in a minute.” Y/N and Mary walked right to the people. “Hi I’m Y/N, this is my sister Mary. Could you happen to tell us why you’re here?” Y/N asked. “I’m Emma.” one woman said, “These are my parents, Snow and Charming, and my son Henry.” “Nice to meet you all.” Y/N smiled. “Could you help us? We are trying to get back home but some how we ended up here.” Snow said. “It may take a while before you can leave, but we’ll help. You have to grow a magic bean which takes a week or two.” Y/N said. “Thank you.” Emma smiled. “Follow us back to camp.” Mary said. They all went back to camp.
“Eliza, Andrew, this is Emma, Snow, Charming and Henry. They are lost and trying to go home, you all know it may take a while for the magic bean.” Y/N said. “Hi.” Andrew said. “Welcome.” Eliza smiled. “Thanks for being so welcoming.” Charming smiled. “You all can each take a tent over there.” Y/N said pointing to a few empty tents. “Thanks.” Emma said, as they all got in their tents.
About a week later, Y/N was taking to Henry, Emma’s son, who was also her age. They had become good friends. “So what do you think about the island?” Y/N asked him. “It’s really pretty.” Henry responded, “I love it here.” “That’s great. You really fit in here.” Y/N smiled. “Thanks Y/N, you’re amazing.” Henry said smiling back. Y/N blushed. “Really, you are. You’re beautiful too.” Henry said. “Thanks, you’re awesome too.” Y/N said, blushing harder. “Can I ask you something?” Henry asked. “Of course.” Y/N smiled. “Is there any way I can stay here?” he asked. Y/N was surprised, “Yea, if your family says you can. You’d be a great addition. Why do you want to stay?” “This place is so accepting. I also want to stay with you, you’ve been so kind and I want to be with you.” Henry said. Y/N smiled, “I’d love for you to stay, I want to be with you too.” “Now I just need to ask my family.” Henry said, “Looks like they’re headed over here.” As Henry watched his family approach, Y/N reached for his hand. He reached back. “Can I ask you all something?” Henry asked his family. “Of course kiddo.” Emma responded. “I want to stay here.” Henry said. Emma and her parents looked at each other smiling. “You can if you want.” Emma smiled. “You’ve been so happy here, if it makes you happy stay.” Snow said. “Really! You all are the best.” Henry said. “Just make sure to visit.” Charming smiled. “I will!” Henry responded, looking at Y/N, “Thank you Y/N.”
The next day, the magic bean had grown and Henry’s family was leaving. They all hugged Henry tightly. “We’ll miss you.” Emma said. “I’ll miss you all too.” Henry responded. Y/N through the magic bean, creating a portal. Henry and his family looked at each other one more time, and they jumped in. Y/N held Henry’s hand again, as they sat on the shore for the rest of the night. Outsiders had changed Neverland forever, changed it for the better.’
Hi! I’ve been going through your archives (mostly analytical discussions, I skipped fandom ship/hate fuckery) and was wondering, what is “The Lost Syndrome” you often keep referring to? I mean obviously, it’s something to do with the writing of Lost (plot contrivances and retcons?) but what -exactly- do you mean by it? And in what way do you think it it pertains to SwanQueen?
That would be when they dump a metric ton of expository
plotbuilding, in terms of character/arc background/mystery/drama–without any
semblance of anything but a vague intent in mind. A strong (and long) build-up,
with… anticlimactic, or more likely (esp. in OUAT’s case, as it has a shit ton of ‘main’ plotlines more than Lost did) severely disappointing resolutions. Like an exhaustingly pointless next-season intro
(whole 2b being wasted on Greg/Tamara and their sinister organization, only for them to be killed off the moment
they took us to Neverland), long and convoluted villain background conflicts resolved and them being redeemed in a single act of self-sacrifice (SnowQueen, hell, even Hook as Dark One–if he ever was a ‘villain’, as banal as that whole ‘story’ was) or a very promising character arc turned to poo (the
whole lead up to Dark Swan about Emma’s past/background issues and her darkness–resulting with it being just her fear of… moving in with her bf? WTF?) and so on.
As for in what in what way it pertains to Swan Queen, well, your
guess is as good as ours, friend. Did they create such conflict
between the two of them
from get go
(not merely a hero and a villain, but also two lionesses fighting over their cub) but the sheer chemistry made it pop out so outstandingly so they had to accept it begrudgingly–but have been since S4 desperately trying to downplay it as
bffs/family, for the sake of heteronormative GA? Or IS it actually following “The Lost Syndrome”? As in, they DID set it
up to be like that, intentionally so–and all the convoluted crap dragging in between (and by crap I mean hurdles in the form of the bland ForestPlank and the VilePirate, and those three years’ worth of wasted
char dev making both Regina’s and Emma’s
characters extremely OOC–so while we luckily kinda got Regina back, Emma is
barely recognisable) is just a… journey? A badly written and developed, but
still–a journey towards that modern fairytale we’ve been promised?
Well, we’re still here. Waiting. Not really with bated breath, but…
Tagged by: @destructionofamind
List 10 characters that you would kiss and then tag 10 other people!!!
1. Walter (Scorpion)
2. Troy (Community)
3. Poussey (ointb)
4. Archer (yes he’s animated idgaf)
5. Lana (Archer)
6. George (Being Human)
7. Mitchell (Being Human)
8.Sir James Matthew Barrie (Finding Neverland)
9. Ferris Beuller
10. Zero (Holes) (you know like when I was a kid, or if he was adult
CS AU Week|| day six; Another Time Period » Boldly Go (CS Future x Star Trek AU)
Space: the final frontier. These are the voyages of the starship, Storybrooke. Its five-year mission: to explore strange new worlds, to seek out new life and new civilizations, to boldly go where no man has gone before.
Captain Emma Swan, of the maiden voyage of the starship Storybrooke, figured her five-year mission would be a peaceful one, of exploration and discovering new worlds. What she did not expect is to be chasing space pirate, Captain Killian “Hook” Jones, captain of the newly commandeered starship, Jolly Roger, to the edge of the Neutral Zone. He had been smuggling advanced technology to pre-warp planets and causing mayhem in his wake. Captain Swan tracks down the USS Jolly Roger on a jungle-rich Class M planet, known as Neverland, and decides to take care of the problem herself. However, in her pursuit of Captain Hook, they are both ambushed by the non-warp capable pre-teen natives of the planet, and they barely escape together. Now, both captains, stranded and lost, will have to work together in order to to make the voyage home.
THERE WAS A GUY AT MY CAMP WHO LOOKED LIKE ROBBIE.
DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH I S T R U G G L E D ???
-HE WAS REALLY CUTE AND AWKWARD
-HE HAD CUTE LIL CHUBBY CHEEKS
-HE ALWAYS LIKE STOOD TO THE SIDE TO LET ME PASS OR HELD DOORS OPEN FOR ME
-HE DID THE WEIRDEST BUT CUTEST LITTLE DANCE MOVES TO WHATEVER MUSIC WAS PLAYING OVERHEAD
-HE WAS SOOOOOO SO SO SO SWEET LIKE I CAN’T GET OVER IT HE WAS A PRECIOUS RAY OF SUNSHINE
-OK AT MY CAMP IF YOU HAVE A CRUSH ON SOMEBODY, YOU GIVE THEM A SPOON. AND I GAVE HIM A SPOON AND HE STARTED BLUSHING AND KEPT SAYING THANK YOU AND HE FOUND ME LATER TO THANK ME AGAIN.
-BUT AFTER I GAVE HIM THE SPOON I WAS BEING REALLY AWKWARD AND LIKE REFUSED TO MAKE EYE CONTACT AND HE KEPT ON TRYING TO GET MY ATTENTION THAT NIGHT UP UNTIL THE FOLLOWING AFTERNOON AND HE MADE EXCUSES TO CHECK UP ON ME A LOT.
-LATER WHEN I ASKED FOR A PIC WITH HIM HE ASKED WHO I THOUGHT HE LOOKED LIKE BECAUSE I HAD ALREADY TOLD HIM HE LOOKED LIKE MY FAVORITE ACTOR. AND I SAID “HAVE YOU EVER SEEN ONCE UPON A TIME?” AND HE SAID “YEAH, I HAVE.” AND I SAID “YOU KNOW THE GUY THAT PLAYS PETER PAN?” BUT HE SAID “NO, I HAVEN’T WATCHED IT THAT FAR, I’M SORRY.” AND THEN HE SAID “BUT I’VE BEEN TOLD THAT I LOOK LIKE THE KID FROM CHARLIE AND THE CHOCOLATE FACTORY.” AND I TOOK THE CHANCE TO CHECK HIM OUT LOOKED AT HIM A LITTLE MORE AND SAID “OH MY GOSH YOU KINDA DO.” AND HE LITERALLY WENT “OH PLEASE, NOT YOU TOO.”
-AND WHEN MY FRIEND SAID SHE WAS READY FOR THE PICTURE HE WRAPPED HIS ARM AROUND MY WAIST AND PULLED ME REALLY CLOSE REALLY TIGHT I WAS SWEATING
-AND I HAVE A POLAROID CAMERA SO WHEN THE FLASH WENT OFF IT SURPRISED HIM AND HE KINDA STUMBLED BACK AND HE LIKE HELD ME TIGHTER
-AND HE LOOKED AT THE CAMERA AGAIN AND SAID “WAIT, DOES IT PRINT OUT THE PHOTO?” AND WHEN IT CAME OUT THE TOP AND STARTED DEVELOPING HE GOT SO EXCITED HE’S SO CUTE OMG
-AND WHEN WE WERE LEAVING ON THE CHARTER BUSES, HE SAW ME THROUGH THE WINDOW AND STARTED WAVING REALLY FAST AND HE WAVED UNTIL WE WERE OUT OF SIGHT.
-I LOVE HIM OMFG I MISS HIM SO MUCH ALREADY AND I CAN’T FIND HIS SOCIAL MEDIA UGHHH