This is my incredibly late entry for @riversong-sam‘s 200 follower celebration challenge. My song prompt was Once upon a December from the movie Anastasia. Tags are from @mrswhozeewhatsis and the SPN Fanfic pond tag lists. If I have incorrectly tagged you then please contact me so I can remove the tag asap. This is also unbeta’d so any and all mistakes are my own.
Summary: You wake up in the arms of a man you don’t recognise, only to realise you can’t remember yourself. Are you safe with this man or does he mean to cause you harm.
Warnings: Memory loss, heightened emotions.
Pairing: Sam X Reader.
Word count: 718 :(
“Y/N…Y/N…wake up.” A deep male voice called out around you pulling you from your sleep. You opened your eyes to be greeted by a blinding light, blinking quickly you cleared your vision to see shining hazel eyes staring down at you. A man hovered above you as you laid on the cold hard floor, you didn’t understand why he looked so worried or why he kept calling that name but you felt drawn into his gaze. He ran a warm hand over your forehead, cradling the back of your head as he pulled you up gently so that your upper body was resting against his. You tried to struggle against him, fear building inside you as you didn’t recognise this man who was holding you so close, he held onto you, not allowing you to escape his hold. You continued to pull away from him, hitting at his chest until he let you slip away, a frown etched onto his face. You scurried backwards away from him, your eyes taking in your surroundings, you seemed to be in some kind of motel room, you just couldn’t understand why you were here.
Note: Pan seems to have gotten what he wanted. The reader is happy….but nothing stays that way on Neverland.
Peter Pan x Killian Jones x Reader
Warnings: The TINIEST bit of language is used.
Disclaimer: No GIFs are mine. Credit to the creators.
It has been weeks since Peter had helped you get your memories back and what once felt like such an intimidating and dangerous place is now the only place you can really call home. Your connection with each of the lost boys was rekindled, much to the joy of the smallest one that had been so hurt by your memory loss, and Peter….well…that was a different matter entirely.
He is, of course, still the cocky and arrogant boy you have always known him to be but there is something different about him. Something that is even beginning to get picked up by the other boys; he is constantly around you, not seeming to leave you side for even the briefest of seconds, he has even set up a hammock in his treehouse so that you are in his sights throughout the night too. All the time you have known him for you have never seen him so protective.
It was sweet, in his own little way, but it is beginning to make you feel a little suffocated now. Something needed to be done.
Summary: “Yeah but you know…” You shrugged playfully, a shy smile gracing your lips. “Now I can say I got saved by Captain America.” He let out a hearty laugh and that was it. You had a high school kinda crush on Captain freaking America. Genre: Romance/fluff Rating: T
Summary: So she is a little box full of surprises. He isn’t expecting the lightness, the freedom, the spontaneity. Rare traits in the life he leads, as a super soldier, as Captain America. But exactly what he needs. Genre: Romance/fluff Rating: T
Summary: Tony tries to hook his assistant with his ‘muscly virgin’ friend, Steve. But she just can’t take this also muscly guy she met in a vintage bar in Brooklyn out of her mind. Genre: Romance/fluff Rating: T
You’re having a relaxing night back at home with a bubble bath, wine, candles and good music to keep you company. That changes when you decide to send a sexy picture to your asshole of ex-boyfriend and when that picture ends up in someone’s phone. More like Captain America’s phone.
Genre: Romance/fluff Rating: T
Summary: “Pin me down onto the mat for 15 seconds and you get whatever you want from me.” Bucky said and bit down his lower lip to hold back a grin as he continued. “If it’s the other way around, I get whatever I want from you.” Genre: Romance/fluff Rating: T
Summary: Bucky feels vulnerable and impotent when he finds out her life had been just as hard as his and yet– she smiles brighter than Stark’s stupid customized fireworks. She’s everything that he isn’t and everything he wants to be. Genre: Romance/fluff, Hurt/comfort Rating: T
Summary: When Bucky is old enough to really understand what a soulmate is, he’s consequently old enough to do the math for it and he’s expecting everything but that. He’s got 36.858 days until he can meet his. Genre: Romance/fluff Rating: T
You know what that means!!! MORE READING MATERIAL!
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Note: Killian has found you and is determined to get it through to you that Pan is lying. Will you give in and how is Pan going to react when the one person he didn’t want finding you does just that?
Killian Jones x Peter Pan x Reader
Warnings: Some violence.
Disclaimers: None of the GIFs are mine. All credit goes to the creators <3
Deception was rife on the
island so to hear that you are being deceived is hardly anything new. Pan and
the boys loved to play games where such a thing was the key element….so what
made this pirate think that it would bother you at all? That’s if you could
even bestow the ‘pirate’ title upon him. Weren’t they supposed to be fearsome
and intimidating men? This one seems to be saying anything he can to distract
you from slitting his throat where he stands.
“We all deceive one another.
It’s what makes the games on this island fun. So, sorry, but you are going to
have to come up with something better than that if you want me to spare you.”
You have never taken the life
of anyone before but that doesn’t mean that you would back out if the situation
calls for it. If anything you would do it just to prove to Pan that you don’t
need a babysitter…not that you should even have to prove such a thing to him.
“This is a different deception.
This has nothing to do with a game.” The look in his eyes shows the exhaustion
the pirate must have been experiencing but it didn’t stop a spark of defiance
from pushing its way through as he spoke. “This is all to do with Pan wanting
something. No matter what it takes.”
“Nothing new there then.”
You are growing bored of him
relaying information that you already know. You have been on this island long
enough to understand your leader, know his traits, nothing of what you are
hearing is having the desired affect that the male before you obviously wants
“Damnit [y/n] why have you always
got to be so stubborn? Just listen to me will ya?!”
Queen returns to his home in Star City after a five year tour overseas, much to
the delight of his friends and family.
There’s just one small problem.
The injury that effectively ended his military career also erased a part
of his memory. As he struggles to put
together the missing pieces of his past, his connection to his best friend’s
little sister becomes something he can’t avoid.
Who is Felicity Merlyn and why can’t he seem to stay away from her? Olicity AU, no Arrow, no island.
A/N: One last
time, I just want to send a huge thank you out to each and every one of you for
taking the time to read this. To
everyone who left a comment or kudos on AO3 or Fanfiction, who took the time to
like or reblog on Tumblr. Thank you
thank you. You’ve all been so amazing!
Felicity woke with a start, the echoing sounds of metal on
metal fading as the nightmare left her.
Glancing at the nightstand, she stared at the baby monitor for a long
moment, waiting for some sign that her little girl needed her. But when it remained silent, she wondered
what had woken her. She turned and found
Oliver’s side of the bed empty. Sitting
up, she swung her legs over the edge and reached for the t-shirt that her
husband had shed the night before.
She crept out into the hall and peeked into Thea’s
room. She was sprawled out in bed, her
small body somehow occupying every inch of her twin sized mattress, and she
shook her head. Thea was turning into
her father in so many ways and Felicity couldn’t have been happier about
it. Closing her door gently, she headed
for the nursery.
‘Be careful, some doors can’t be closed once you open them.’ It’s what your grandmother had always said, right before she would lock the door to the attic.
She had recently passed away, leaving you her home, money and many, many memories of her. As a kid you always thought she was taking about the door leading up to the attic but apparently you were wrong.
“She was always a weird one.” You laugh to yourself, looking at the door right in front of you.
It looked like any other door, frame and handle all there. The only difference was that this one was standing right in the middle of the room without leading any where. Just a door in an almost empty room.
Ignoring the door for now your attention turns towards the small box standing in one of the corners. Old, faded pictures. Some of them looked so old you doubted your grandma could have taken them and yet…
There it was again. The strange feeling that she hadn’t told you everything, not quite. You look over your shoulder, put the photos down and walk over to the door. You take the handle, pull on it and the door swings open, revealing nothing but the wall behind.
'Of course, what did you expect.’
Nothing happens but when you turn to leave your body starts feeling heavy. You fall. Fall backwards right through the door. Your consciousness slips away from you, right through your fingers. You can feel it but there’s nothing you can do to stop it.
Summary: You know more of why Pan doesn’t want you on Neverland but his explanation only succeeds in creating even more questions for you. How far will he go to make sure you leave?
Peter Pan x Reader
Warnings: None that I can think of!
Disclaimer: None of the GIFs used are mine. All credit goes to their creators <3
FIVE YEARS EARLIER.
“Alright [y/n] concentrate this
time. I don’t need another mountain of dead birds. Unless, of course, you are
more than happy to clean them up yourself in which case….have at it.”
Pan sent a playful smirk in my
direction as he rested himself up against the trunk of a nearby tree and held
out his hand to signal for me to try the spell again. He always made it look so
easy the way he just lifted up a single hand and managed to make whatever he
wanted happen….and yet I tried it and what happened? A whole heap of birds
lost their lives, didn’t exactly scream out talent in the magic world.
“Still don’t know why you chose
me to teach magic to. Felix has been here far longer and, well, let’s be honest
he could probably handle it far better than I am.”
His brows creased as a frown
appeared on his face and in the blink of an eye he was stood in front of me.
Placing a hand onto my shoulder he squeezed it gently as his eyes fixed
themselves onto mine.
“I chose you because you are
far better than any of the boys. Yeah Felix is skilled, loyal too, but he has
his limitations. Ever since you came here you haven’t shown one and it takes a
special someone to wield the magic I am teaching you.”