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The first day of Neverland went by quickly. You struggled to remember the dozens among dozens of the Lost Boy’s names and all the areas you were not allowed to go but now, all you wanted to do was unwind.
The night sky was full of stars, the openness stretched for an infinity miles. The perfect way to end the night before going to bed was with a smoke of your favorite bittersweet drug; marijuana. Before Peter Pan had taken you from your home in the Land Without Magic, you had retrieved a small plastic bag and stashed it in your coat pocket, zipping it up and leaving everything else behind without a second thought.
Weed obviously wouldn’t be found on Neverland, so you cherished the one last joint you had. You were by no means addicted to smoking, but the rapturous high relaxed you in the evening as well as doing some funny things to your dreams at night but that was beside the point.
You held the dimly lit blunt between your thumb and forefinger and inhaled the smoke, feeling it dance down your lungs. The higher you got, the more tired you got, making your eyelids droop and your back slump. Crouching down, you eventually laid in the open field, completely over taken by bliss. You weren’t even fully aware another body was laying itself down next to you, and you blinked a couple of times before recognizing it to be Peter Pan.
When he first saw you, he was mad. His first initial thought was cigarettes but the unmistakable smell of marijuana hit him. It was harmless, and you wouldn’t be getting anymore for a long time so Peter figured, why not.
He watched your pink lips curl around the butt of the joint, the sucking in of your cheeks and then, the smoke twirling back out into the air. Peter folded his hands behind his head.
“Are you liking Neverland so far?”
You nodded and covered your mouth with a yawn before answering. “It’s really nice.”
Peter continued to watch you before reaching over your body and taking the joint from your hands and bringing it up to his own mouth. He never has done such a thing, as marijuana in did not exists in the Enchanted Forest, nor Neverland. The smoke hit him almost immediately and he gave a couple weak coughs from the smoke.
“Long day?” You asked with a hint of sarcasm. Watching him makes you remember the first time you ever did it. You were glad his first time was with you.
He shrugged, bringing it back to his lips for another drag. The dull, barely there throb of tingling sets in his body as he continued to inhale. It was so unlike Peter Pan to do this, but after starving his heart of any kind of reality, he craved to feel something other than the usual and if it meant smoking in a field with his Lost Girl in the early hours of morning, then so be it.
“How can people do this regularly?” He questioned with a slight scrunch of his nose. “I don’t feel anything.”
“Just wait for it.” You said taking the joint back and pressing it to your lips. It was almost dead, and you get a few more drags in before giving it back to Peter and encouraging him to finish it. He did, and the both of you lay there in the quiet for some minutes, reveling in the feeling.
“I think we should head back now,” Peter said, his English accent a little less chip than it usually was. He was barely as high as you were but since it was his first time, it all felt the same to him. He stood himself up, slowly. You yawned again and made grabby hands, a silent plea for him to carry you. He bent down with a slight fumble over his feet and his powers transported the two of you into your tent.
Peter laid you down on the bed, pulling the covers up and over you. Your conscience dipped in and out but you feel a warm kiss pressed to your forehead and then, nothing but sleep.
I never usually get involved in this sort of thing but I feel like I have to say something. Over the past few days, I’ve been saddened to see an abundance of disgustingly awful, anonymous messages being sent around.
If you are someone who is sending hate to other shippers, it has got to stop. The name calling and personal attacks have got to stop. The slurs and insults have got to stop. It. Is. Not. Okay. It’s cowardly, vile, and despicable. You do not have my support. You do not speak for me. You do not speak for this fandom.
People tend to forget that behind every url is a person, a person who can be hurt by your insensitive, ignorant words. And people are being hurt by this complete and utter lack of any semblance of human decency. Real people are getting hurt over fictional characters. How ridiculous is that?! It’s heartbreaking, and it’s simply wrong.
Once Upon A Time is a show about family, love, hope and acceptance. It’s a show about forgiveness, redemption and treating others graciously.. messages we’d all do well to take to heart. We should be using this fandom as a way to spread and practise those inspired messages, not as a platform to spread hate. I can only speak for myself, but I truly hope my fellow fandom friends echo this same sentiment. And many beautiful people do. I see that every day I’m here.
OUAT is *just* a show. But the fandom? The fandom is filled with incredible, wonderful, real people. People with boundless creativity and imagination, with stories to tell. People we should be fighting for.
We are all shippers but, first and foremost, we are all people.. and a person is so much more than just their ship. I know that we’re a very passionate group, who hold strong opinions about the things we love. We’re never all going to agree on every aspect of the show and that’s perfectly okay. We don’t all have to hold hands and sing Kumbaya. But the very least we can do, regardless of ship or character preferences, is have the common decency to treat each other with kindness and respect.
If you’ve been affected by anonymous hate, of any kind, I just want to extend my sincerest apologies and send you a massive hug. Keep doing what you do and loving what you love - don’t let the nasty minority steal your happiness and crush your spirits. The only way they’ll truly ‘win’, is if we start acting the way these bullies do. Don’t let them. And remember, for every one person who tries to tear you down, there’s so many more who stand against them, alongside you. You are not alone.
I’m going to step off my soap box now because I’ve rambled for far too long, but if there’s one thing I’m trying to say it’s this: please please try to find some compassion and treat each other like actual human beings. Kindness is a beautiful thing.
As much as I love this outfit, I felt it was really down graded because of my weight, I’m hoping to loose another 15-20 lbs before Triad so hopefully it’ll look a bit nicer! Thank you for all the compliments on it!! It really made my weekend!
Reposting some fan art I made some time back after seeing @happinessisblooming‘s post about doing some CS stuff with LOTR quotes. I made this after the spoiler pictures of Killian and Emma’s names on Excalibur surfaced. It’s available on redbubble for anyone interested!