peter pan and his lost boys

Jake English is the most intelligent character in Homestuck. And he hides it deliberately.

For a given value of “intelligence”, anyway. I don’t hold that much truck with the concept in general–there are different kinds of intelligence that run the gamut of human skills, and reducing that to a single concept is reductive, to say the least.

However, it’s hard to deny that there are real cultural forces in our society that do treat intelligence as a monolithic descriptor of skill and worth, and it’s a cultural idea as pervasive in reality as it is in Jake’s character arc.

For that reason alone, I’ll be using “intelligence” as a term referring to Jake’s awareness of and competence at identifying and solving problems throughout this sequence. The term as I am using it here is only relevant in the context of the themes and language Homestuck sets up. 

Intelligence, competence, and awareness are key parts of Jake’s relationship with the people around him, and particularly with the way he is dehumanized, taken for granted, and abused. 

In fact, almost every character Jake is close to in canon questions his intelligence at some point:

And this dynamic isn’t just present in the characters. It’s in the fandom as well. 
Fandom perception of Jake English often considers him comically unaware of his surroundings and reality, dense and slow or even straight up unable to pick up on ideas that come naturally to many of the other characters.

This is true across the board of opinions of his character: Some consider Jake a self-absorbed, thoughtless asshole, others still consider him a helpless victim who isn’t quite quick enough on the uptake to keep up with how he’s manipulated by others.

It’s hard for us–the fandom, I mean–to be sure of just how much Jake understood about how badly Lil Hal treated him (and by association, Dirk, in much of the fandom’s eyes). Or that Jane liked him. Among other things. It’s part of the general air of helplessness and incompetence that surrounds Pages, I guess, and air set up around Jake for quite a lot of his narrative:

(Note: This is Brain Ghost Dirk specifically questioning Jake’s intelligence.  
I hope you’ve got some good note taking pens, because this is going to be important later.)


It’s pretty much accepted that the degree and reach of Jake’s intelligence is, at the very least, a matter of debate. I am here to say that it is not. At all. And I can prove it. By allowing ourselves to doubt Jake’s intelligence, we–the fandom– have performed the equivalent of deciding Dave’s cool guy act is the real deal. 

We have fallen for Jake’s bluff. I’ll explain. 

Plenty of people are aware that Knights, as a class, tend to act out personas that reflect ideas about how they think they should act. 
For Dave, that’s the stoic Cool Guy archetype, which he eventually grows out of:

For Karkat, it’s his ideas of being a Ruthless Big Shot Leader, which he also outgrows by the end: 

And Latula has the thing about being a R4D SK4T3R G4M3G1RL!!! I don’t really think we need a quote to establish that–Dave and Karkat prove my point well enough, and this is pretty much common fandom knowledge. 

What I don’t think is common fandom knowledge is that Pages do the same thing, but for a different purpose. Pages and Knights both set up Personas that they project into the outside world. And both of them do it to control how other people perceive them. But for different reasons.

Knights do it because they want to be perceived as capable, in control, and unflappable, basically. Karkat wants everyone to rely on his executive ability as a Leader. Dave wants to be admired and validated by his friends, or. Well. Anyone. In essence, Knights want to be relied on by others. 

Pages, on the other hand, develop this fabricated identity for themselves. At this point, I should mention I’ve come to agree with Tex Talk’s view that Knights are a passive class and Pages are an active one. 

Knights use their aspect to benefit others. Pages use it to benefit themselves.

Horrus develops a strangely blank persona, so conspicuously fake it is hard to tell if he even reacts to input–so it’s easy for him to just pretend he didn’t hear it when Rufioh tells him he wants to break up–again, I don’t really feel like going through all of Openbound to get all the screencaps and I don’t think they warrant that much space on this post. 

Tavros does the same thing, enveloping himself in his games and fantasy so much that he veers away from almost any responsibility in the session, and does only what he wants to…unless Vriska is stealing that ability from him. However, even through her abuse,  Tavros manages through sheer presentation of his person to encourage the other trolls to help take care of him. 

Specifically, by giving him increased mobility–mobility and freedom of movement being concepts closely related to Breath. It’s worth mentioning Tavros is able to inspire this care not just in Kanaya, but in Equius, who looks down upon lowbloods and whose culture would have encouraged him to KILL Tavros for his weakness rather than help him. 

But because of Vriska’s exploitative and cruel influence on him, I’m not sure to what extent he really lives up to his full potential. That said, he DOES manage to completely live out his own personal fantasy, coming to embody both his childhood image of Peter Pan…

BUT ALSO being the only one of the Alternian trolls to accomplish his original childhood goal: Becoming a Cavalreaper.

Get it? He’s literally cavalry. Ha ha. Is this kind of a fucked up victory? Maybe, yeah. But it’s fitting that the character obsessed with the Peter Pan fantasy of leading a troupe of “Lost Boys” never really grows up with the goals he sets for himself. Maybe it says something about Tavros, or about the nature of Ghosts–either way, it definitely seems intentional. 

Anyway, the Ghosts are another essay for another time. Time to talk about the kid I actually want to talk about:

Jake English has a fabricated persona, too. For Horuss, it’s nothingness. For Tavros, it’s endless childhood and Peter Pan. But Jake’s persona is a contrast to Dirk’s (and Dave’s) Cool Guy persona. Personas that, for each of them, sit at the dead opposite end of the spectrum from who all three characters actually are. 

And for Jake’s constructed persona is that of the Hot-Headed Hero.

And like Horrus and Tavros, Jake indulges this fantasy version of himself even when he actively knows it makes no sense to do so, simply because it’s the fantasy about his life he wants to live out. 


But like Dave and Dirk’s presentation of themselves as cool guys unphased by anything, this persona is a complete lie.

Jake is demonstrably extremely nerdy…

He collects pointless minutiae about his favorite movies and comic books. He looks up to comic book heroines so much he wants to dress up like them. 

And also intelligent, curious, and good at evaluating the potential consequences of his actions–traits he literally willfuly holds himself back from. 


His Modus is by far the most complex of all the kids. He uses a Puzzle Modus that allows him to fit any amount of items he wants in it’s storage space…so long as he can successfully spatially fit every single object within a finite space. 

And Jake captchalogues a LOT of shit. Meaning he has to keep all of this inventory and know how to spatially navigate it to fit everything he wants at all times. And he does this casually, as a part of his daily interactions with the world around him. 

But perhaps more telling than that is how Brain Ghost Dirk describes his own creation: 

Brain Ghost Dirk implies that he is a Dirk splinter, but specifically a Dirk splinter that exists entirely through the ideas Jake has about Dirk. 

In other words, Jake knows and understands Dirk so well that he can pretty much perfectly remember his body, movements and mannerisms on command. Again, not even actively, it’s just kind of how Jake English rolls-thinking about Dirk all the time is the status quo. 

And Brain Ghost Dirk claims to be Jake’s literal brain, talking back to him.

Which means when Brain Ghost Dirk calls Jake out on something, he is forcibly communicating important information to Jake that Jake is actively choosing to ignore. It’s Jake talking to himself, not Dirk giving Jake information he doesn’t have by talking to him through Brain Ghost Dirk.

We have reason to believe the Ghost about this, since Dirk never expresses having any awareness of Brain Ghost Dirk’s existence. 

So what important information does Jake willingly ignore? Well, earlier we saw him justify beating up a random alien girl even though a part of his brain knew she wasn’t actually Sea Hitler, and he kind of just wanted to play the part. But surely we can do better than that. How about everything about his friends’ feelings about him that makes him uncomfortable?

Callmearcturus wrote this brilliant thesis outlining why she thinks Jake deliberately manipulated Jane into failing to confess to him
, but I’m gonna run over it real quick to ground it in this context and sell you on the idea that this is, in fact, not a theory and explicit canon.

Because we don’t need to guess at this by reverse-engineering Jake’s well-established feelings for Dirk. Roxy literally tells him Jane has these feelings before Jane herself does:

Jake recognizes what Roxy is saying, and guesses what she was alluding to on her own. Roxy doesn’t deny it by any measure, and when she asks Jake to drop the issue, Jake says he understands the dilemma this puts her in with Jane. 

To stress: He received this information in confidence and knows it for a fact. And he trusts the information he receives so much that he then ACTS on it. After talking to Roxy, Jake messages Jane himself, OPENING by mentioning Roxy told him Jane was going to be contacting him.

And then he himself broaches the subject of their romantic feelings for each other:

But when Jane outright asks him if he has something he wants to say to her, Jake expertly dodges the question, keeping his options open while putting the onus of taking the first step and revealing her feelings on Jane again. 

And then, once he’s got her trying to answer…

He KEEPS asking her, interrupting her several times while she starts to try sorting out her thoughts. He puts Jane under a LOT of pressure here, which…considering Jake literally KNOWS the answer, is a pretty shitty thing to do! Even if Roxy hadn’t LITERALLY TOLD HIM mere minutes ago, Jane’s reactions here would have confirmed Jake’s suspicions beyond a reasonable shadow of a doubt. 

Unless, of course, one has a reputation for not thinking things through or being aware of their surroundings. 

Once Jake has his answer, he doubles back, making sure to ask her AGAIN while she’s off balance….

And he then shuts her down when she tries to take the initiative on taking it back and being honest, quickly following up by IMMEDIATELY letting her know he’s relieved about this–signaling his disinterest BEFORE she has a chance to reveal she actually does have a stake in the matter.

He then uses his goofy, unaware, trusting persona to set up a status quo where Jane continually helps him by acting as a sounding board for all his thoughts about Dirk–essentially, putting Jane inside a gender-flipped version of the laughable stereotype of The Friend Zone.

But wait a minute. Jane is one thing. But if Jake is actually this smart, aware, and capable–then it kind of has ramifications across all of his character interactions. What else changes if we read Jake this way? I know I said my next post would be on Roxy, but, uh…yeah. This one kind of got away from me. 

In our next entry, we’re going to talk about Why Jake does what he does, and Why he seems so genuinely confused about it later into his narrative. We’re also going to look at some of the other consequences his Jake’s approach to his friendships has for his friends. 

We’ll also make a case for Why exactly Jake ultimately falls in love with Dirk Strider, how and when Jake demonstrates and acts on that love, and if I can manage to squeeze it in–maybe even uncover the way the Heart aspects’ two different themes of  Souls and Romance/Shipping are conceptually connected.

And on that note, it’s worth pointing out that there’s one notable exception to the list of people fooled by Jake’s presented persona. One character who not only never talks Jake’s intelligence down…

But instead talks Jake’s intelligence UP when he talks badly about himself. 

Dirk Strider.

See you again soon, everyone. 

Until then, Keep Rising. 

The Signs as Disney Characters:

Aries: The man from Cars who was reading government documents in a rushed whisper. He was weeping as he read, as if he knew his fate.

Taurus: The woman in red in the background of pirates of the Caribbean 2. You know, the one that didn’t go away when you turned the TV off.

Gemini: Nether Mulan.

Cancer: The version of Simba from lion king 2 that was made completely of milk.

Leo: The hot girl squirrel from Sword in the Stone.

Virgo: The lost boy from Peter Pan that had no mouth. None of the other lost boys acknowledged him.

Libra: Ichabod. Ichabod. Ichabod. Ichabod. Ichabod. 

Scorpio: The vacant pontiff from Robin Hood, resting a frail and weakened body upon the papal staff. 

Ophiuchus: The mass of elderly human flesh referred to as “witch mountain”.

Sagittarius: Whats left of Christopher Robin after the fire. 

Capricorn: The Illustrated man and his carnival of midnight. 

Aquarius: The ghost of a drowned titanic passenger from the 2003 titanic documentary.

Pisces: The roiling spirits of dead English kings forged into Fergus’s sword from Brave. 

It's Goin' Down

Originally posted by pegginglucas

Summary: Peter Pans daughter goes to The Isle of the Lost and meets Harry Hook

A/N: I kinda combined Descendants and OUaT (thought I haven’t watched the last 2 seasons so…) 


“All it takes is one swing and I’ll humiliate him

Matter of fact, make one wrong move and I’ll debilitate him

And if he even starts to slip, I’ll eliminate him

All it takes is one long look and I’ll-“

“Oh my God, we get it chill.” You stood behind Mal leaning against the railing a bored look on your face as you rolled your eyes looking at your nails. Everyone stopped and looked at you, the VKs and Lonnie smirking while Umas crew looked at you in disbelieve, they couldn’t believe you had interrupted the boy with the fake hook. You looked up at him, challenging him to say something.

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Astrology symbolism

Libra - Snow White

  • 7 dwarves / Libra rules the 7th house
  • Venus mirror glyph / Evil Queen’s Mirror 
  • Commanded to cut Snow White’s heart; Venus the lover is the ruler of Libra
  • Evil Queen wanted to be the most ‘beautiful’ symbolised by Venus 

Gemini - Charlie & The Chocolate Factory 

  • Trickster theme: deceit with winner of 5th Golden ticket, Slugworth, Willy Wonka entering with a cane and throwing it away to fool the crowd
  • Wonka’s ‘split personality’ on display in his room full of half figures - a half bench, mirror, ornament etc; to symbolise half of himself

Peter Pan

  • Peter and his ‘shadow’
  • Neverland, retaining eternal youthfulness 
  • “Lost Boys” being multiple personalities 
  • Wings of Mercury 
  • Hook’s hand cut off by Peter Pan, Gemini ruling the hands 


Sagittarius - Aladdin

  • The Genie of fortune symbolising Jupiter 
  • The essence of Sagittarius being ‘truth’ and Aladdin attempting to deceive this (masking himself as sovereignty). Genie instructs Aladdin that he must tell the ‘truth’ 
  • Use of various culturally rich items 
  • The carpet that can fly anywhere like the Sagittarius who travels everywhere

Capricorn - Cinderella 

  • Born into an early life of reprimand and duty like that of Capricorn
  • The evil stepmother, the critical side of Saturn who is oppressive and obstructive
  • The fairy godmother, the eventual blessings of Saturn, granting every wish, the Saturn alchemist  
  • The strict timing of the clock striking midnight, Capricorn being the ruler of chronos 

Cancer - Wizard of Oz

  • “Theres no place like home” 
  • The fairy godmother reflecting the Cancer archetype 
  • Meeting the Scarecrow without a brain, as she attempts to retain Gemini’s memory and the cowardly lion as she prepares for Leo in the next sign 
  • The ‘wizard’ being Cancer’s sister sign Capricorn, greatly feared and revered in the shadow 
  • The Dark Mother archetype of Cancer reflected through the wicked witch

-C.

DATING PETER PAN WOULD INCLUDE:
  • You help him lead the Lost Boys
  • But you’re also like a mother to them
  • Lots of kissing
  • Heated arguments
  • But him passionately kissing you during a rant and you forgive him
  • Him teaching you to fight and thinking you’re weak until you prove him wrong
  • Fixing his broken nose after you punched him
  • And him realising he loved you in that moment 
  • Him knowing you can protect yourself
  • Stealing his flute and playing it 
  • Making him softer
  • Him looking at you like you’re his whole world, when you’re not looking
  • Teasing each other a lot
  • Him getting jealous really easily 
  • Living in a treehouse together
  • Waking up with his arms wrapped tightly around your waist
  • Reading bedtime stories to the younger Lost Boys
  • Heated make out sessions in the forest when he’s meant to be teaching you how to fight 
  • Pan usually having a hand resting on the small of your back
  • Being close friends with Felix
  • Being Pan’s only weakness
  • But also being his biggest strength 
  • Midnight walks through the forest
  • Unexpected kisses
  • Being really competitive with each other
  • Him winking at you from across the campfire 
  • Him watching you do something even if a Lost Boy is talking to him
  • Distracting him 
  • Picnics in the forest
  • Being a dynamic duo
  • Becoming good friends with Tink 
  • Him being really flirty
  • “Peter, that’s my ass”
  • “Trust me Love, I know”
  • Playing with his hair whilst lying in bed
  • Whispering ‘I Love You’ in late night conversations 
  • Telling him the story of Peter Pan
  • “Does this mean you’re my Wendy?”
  • “No, because I’ll never leave you”
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BOOKS READ IN 2017: PETER DARLING by Austin Chant

                     “The very world here bends for the sake of your stories, Pan.
                                I see no reason why I, a mere man, should not.”


Ten years ago, Peter Pan left Neverland to grow up, leaving behind his adolescent dreams of boyhood and resigning himself to life as Wendy Darling. Growing up, however, has only made him realize how inescapable his identity as a man is.
But when he returns to Neverland, everything has changed: the Lost Boys have become men, and the war games they once played are now real and deadly. Even more shocking is the attraction Peter never knew he could feel for his old rival, Captain Hook—and the realization that he no longer knows which of them is the real villain.

                                  “I’m the spirit of youth and joy, remember?”
                                     “You’re a grown man and a nuisance.”

He’s mad.

When Peter got mad, he got mad.
All of Neverland knew, for he was part of it, and it was part of him.
The wind would be so loud it would be as if someone was screaming in your ear.
The animals would run away and go hide in the deepest darkest holes of Neverland, but even that wouldn’t not save them.
The lost boys would panic and duck down and hide their faces, nobody dared to look him into the eyes.
The sky turned into hell, storms and lightening could be seen, it would be as if it was the end of the world, the sky would turn orange, red, and dark purple all at once, his emotions were all out for everyone to see.
And then, there was you.
You dared to stare at him, you looked him in the eye, you grabbed his hand, and rubbed his face gently, he flinched back but then eased up to you, his eyebrows were still knitted together and he still huff and puffed , not wanting to let go of his anger.
He raised his hand, signaling to stop , but you didn’t, you came even closer, you grabbed his face gently with your hand, and ran your fingers through his hair with your other, his eyebrows un knitted, and his breathing became smoother, you smiled and bring his face to yours, and with that, you kissed him.
Like magic, the storm stops, the thunder, the rain, the clouds, clear up, the animals come out, the lost boys look up, and Neverland is Neverland again.
Only you could conquer Pan.

Jin doesn’t need his camera anymore.

Jin didn’t have a camera in “Spring Day.” This is a big deal–big enough that bighit chose this image as the official thumbnail of the “Spring Day” music video. So it’s clearly important–but why?

Since I NEED U, the prologue, and RUN, Jin has been taking photos and videos of himself and his friends. 

He was recording it all–their times together, their recklessness and carelessness–because he knew it would end. Eventually, they would grow up. He would grow up. And then, he would lose everything–his innocence, his freedom, and his friends. He needed to capture it all before it was too late. 

Finally, in “Spring Day,” he raises his hands to take a picture, but he doesn’t have a camera. He still feels the urge to record, but…something is different. He has grown up, that much is clear (Jin was the first to become an adult, both literally and figuratively. He’s the eldest in the group, and in his short film “AWAKE” from the WINGS era, he is the only one who is “Awake,” who accepts his fate. You can read more about that short film’s meaning here.) But what of his friends? What has changed?

The reality is that Jin doesn’t need to take pictures anymore. His friends aren’t leaving him, as previously thought–on the contrary, they are joining him on this life journey, even into adulthood. Before, BTS ran the risk of destroying themselves. Just a look at the WINGS short films reveals this. They were angry, destructive, distraught–torn between childhood and adulthood. They didn’t want to grow up. They wanted to be “Young Forever,” as the song suggested– to “RUN” from their responsibilities, their fates, like the Lost Boys of Neverland. (The original Peter Pan story had 7 lost boys (like the 7 members of BTS), which BTS adopted as the theme for their HYYH albums. Bighit essentially confirmed this on their Instagram, dressing the boys up like the lost boys and tagging “NEVERLAND” in their promotional photos for “RUN.”) The previous MVs mark a time of carelessness for the boys, and until now, it seemed like this denial of their responsibilities would be their doom. 

But at the end of “Spring Day,” you see all 7 boys on the train. As a mentioned in my first analysis of “Spring Day (read here), trains are a vessel for travel–for moving from one place to another. Before, in RUN, BTS hangs out around trains, but they are never moving. And those that are moving only pass them by. The train is calling to them, but none of the boys have the courage to get on–to leave their old lives behind for a new one: adulthood.

But in “Spring Day,” the boys finally hop on board. By boarding the train, BTS officially left behind their youth by accepting their responsibilities as adults. And by going to a new place (a place seemingly on the verge of spring, a time of new beginnings) BTS are saying that they are ready for whatever lies ahead. In other words, they are leaving one station, one location, for another. Starting a new chapter in their lives, so to speak.

The rest of BTS finally chose to leave Neverland, just as Jin had–they have chosen to leave their childhood behind. And so, Jin doesn’t need a camera anymore. He doesn’t need to record their memories, because their time together will never end. They’re in this life journey together. From now on, Jin will never walk alone.

This is pt. 2 of my “Spring Day” analysis. Find pt. 1 here :)

Alternate Descendants

Can you imagine what the Descendants would be like if it was retold as a Dystopian Young Adult series? It’s already halfway there honestly. I mean you have one half of the society labeled as the “heroes” who are living a life of luxury and splendor in Auradon while the other half of the society have kids carrying out their parents’ sentences on a floating dumpster island with no chance of ever escaping. And the origins of the kids would probably be a lot different because I mean do you really expect us to believe that ALL of the villains just merrily had families and settled down? Naw, the villainous teens of the Isle of the Lost would definitely have more tragic backstories. 

Part 1

Harry Hook: He was a Lost Boy in the beginning, had been since he was a wee lad whom Peter Pan spirited away from the hills of Glasglow. Life was a never ending adventure in Neverland. Acts of bravado intermingled with childish glee and innocence, he was invincible surrounded by his band of brothers led by their daring leader. Until the day, Peter led them into battle with the pirates. Until the day little boys were made to fight against grown bloodthirsty men and were swiftly cut down with little effort. He remembers  lying there watching Peter Pan fly farther away as he bled out on the filthy deck of Captain Hook’s ship. With the taste of the sea and blood lingering in his mouth, he closes his eyes and prepares to die. Until Captain Hooks spies him in the shadows and for the first time in history, decides to spare a Lost Boy.  From then on he is no longer a Lost Boy with no name, he is now Harry Hook the adopted son of Captain Hook. This boy is as dramatic and showy as his father but with the grace and agility of Peter. He is a swirling cyclone ready to wreak havoc on those who forget the weak. 

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fic aesthetic (1/?): my favorite fics
name: I Was Made for Loving You
author: LHStylinson
summary:  “Daddy… Daddy that’s Peter Pan.”
“Nate, love, don’t point,” Harry said softly, gently pushing his son’s hand down and offering the man sitting across from them at the table an apologetic smile. “That’s not Peter, he just-“
“How did you know I was Peter?” the man interrupted him, whispering to Nate as if it was a secret just between them. “Are you one of my lost boys?”
or
Harry is on a cruise with his son, and meets a blue eyed man who happens to be a famous voice actor and singer for children’s animated movies.

All for me/Peter Pan Smut

Originally posted by pan-imagines-ig

Most of these are taken from my Wattpad account! (Twtrash01)

Send me requests for the following Fandoms: Teenwolf, Vampire Diaries, Dolantwins, OUAT(Peter Pan, Robbie Kay, Supernatural, Suicide Squad, The 100. Basically I’ll write for any fandom. I’ll write non-smut as well. Be specific in what you want! *I DON’T OWN ANY GIFS*

Request:  Okay so what if Emma swan and rumple and everyone want leverage? So they take the reader, pans lost girl, and kidnap her. They bring her to storybrooke. Pan is in love with her and all of the lost boys are protective of her because she’s one of them. She is like the left side of Pan while Felix is his right hand you get what I mean? So anyways Pan and the lost boys decide they’re going to go to storybrooke. Since they’re creepy as fuck haha they’re going to do everything they can to get her back. Meaning they put dream shade all over their weapons and are going to massacre everyone in order to get their lost girl back. So they get to storybrooke in a creepy large group with their creepy cloaks and their weapons covered with dreamshade (arrows axes etc). Also can Pan have a crossbow like the one he had henry use on Felix?

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Peter Pan Imagine/Mine

Imagine Peter finding out you had sex with a lost boy

Warnings:Smut, cursing,violence,possessive Pan

You came on this island because you were lost, you no intention on finding love, or anything of that nature, for you simply only wanted to find yourself.

Peter found you , you were crying at your window, you were begging for someone to take away your pain, you didn’t care who, or even what it was, you were willing to do anything and everything, that’s when he showed up.

Peter saw you and tapped your shoulder.

“(Gasp) Who are you ?” you say in shock

“Oh did I forget to introduce myself? I’m Peter, Peter Pan.” he smiles

“I’m Y/n.” you say with a sniffle

“Hi Y/n, are you okay? I see that you’re crying, and those don’t look like tears f joy love.”

“No I’m not, I’m miserable here, I just want to go, be free, do as I please, I feel like I’m trapped here.” you say as you start to cry again.

“Hey hey hey, It’s gonna be okay.” he said

“No it’s not.” you cry

“Yes, it is.” he says

“How do you know?” you ask

“Because , I’m going to take you, take you away.” he smiles

“To where?” you ask

“To a place, where you will never, ever have to worry about grown up things again.” he says 

“Where is that?” you ask

“Neverland.” he smirks

Ever since that day you became a lost girl, you were from Neverland, you usually hung out with Peter Pan.

If you weren’t with Peter, you were with the lost boys. Playing games, acting rough with one another, telling stories, and scaring each other at night.

Peter was right, he told you were free to do whatever you wanted to do, you could be anywhere you wanted to be,and go wherever you wanted to go. Nobody could stop you.

As the days go by, the days got hotter, so you would wear less clothing, this, was a problem.

You would wear shorts, a tank top, and some sneakers.

The lost boys couldn’t help but stare, I mean you had ass and tits, what boy in their right mind wouldn’t stare? 

And since you were always so active you were really fit, and had curves in all the right places, everybody noticed, especially Peter, but you would have never guessed.

One day you get ready to head out, you do the same old routine, brush your hair, put on your clothes, and with a little magic help you put some makeup on.

You walk outside and join the lost boys as usual.

“Hey Y/n.” a lost boy said, his name was David

“Hey David!” you smiled

“How are you?” he asked as he sat next to you

“Great actually, even though it’s hot.” you say

“Yeah man it’s really hot, we might go to the lake today, I heard.”

“Awesome!” you shouted

David stared at you, looking up and down, admiring your body ,“Yeah so like , I was thinking-” 

“Listen up guys.” Peter interrupted

“Today we are going to the lake, so bring your swimming attire and stuff, head back here in 15.” he says as he looks at you

“You come with me.” he says

“Yeah sure!” you say with no questio to where you were going

He brought you to his cabin, you’ve only been there a couple times, once on your first night because you were scared, and two times because you were totally drunk and Peter wanted to keep you with him, so that any of the lost boys wouldn’t get any ideas.

“Why am I here?” you asked

“You need a bathing suit yes?” he asked as he cocked up an eyebrow

“Yes.” you said as you smiled

“Well, here you go.” he said as he pointed to his bed

There were about 5 bathing suits to choose from, each decorated beautifully.

“Wow…” you said

“I had the mermaids make them, I didn’t know your taste so I thought they’d make a couple so you could pick your favorite one.” he said

“Thank you!” you said as you hugged Peter.

Peter was shocked , you guys never hugged, but he hugged you back, but as soon as he did, he wished he hadn’t.

Hugging you meant having you close to him, his arms wrapped around your curves, it was unexpected, and he felt, almost attracted to you, which he didn’t like.

Peter clears his throat and you back away quickly. “Oh my goodness Peter I am terribly sorry.” you put your head down

“Don’t be love, now hurry up and change, I’ll be waiting outside.”

“Wait!” you almost shout

“Yes love?” he said

“Don’t you have to get dressed?” you ask

Peter lifts up his shirt , exposing his trunks were under his shorts already. But you were staring at something else, you have never seen his body, not like that.You quickly snap out of it and look at him.

“Oh right!” you smiled and nod your head

You get dressed and pick out the green bathing suit, it had green vines and flowers on it, basically looked like you were a fairy.

You step outside but holding a towel so that you’re kinda covered

Peter noticed some of the boys trying to take a peek, with that Peter takes off his shirt , “here.”

He hands it to you.

“Oh thank you Peter.” you say as you put it on.

You all head to the lake, once you get there , you all start to undress and jump in the lake, it was pretty easily the best day you had so far.

There were games, food, and music of course, you guys basically spent the whole day their,and even at night you built a campfire to stay even longer, because it was the summer, so it was still pretty warm at night.

You have about two drinks in you so you were feeling pretty good, well that’s when David came and started chatting you up

“Sup.” he said

You giggle “Sup” you said back

“You having a good time?” he asked

“This is probably the best time of my life” you said

“Haha same!” he said 

You just smile and giggle some more

“You know, you’re really beautiful.” he said

“Stop” you say but blush

“No no no , it’s true.” he lifts up your chin.

“Thank you David.” you smile

“You wanna get outta here?” he asked

“And do?” you said a little protective

“Just talk, I promise.” he had his pinky out

“Then of course.” you smiled, and your pinky and his pinky interlocked with one another

You walk along the lake, just talking about, everything, and nothing.

“Wait so you used to pay the flute?” you laughed

“Hey hey hey I was the flute master!” he said

You playfully push him and laugh even harder

“Oh I’m sure you were!” you giggle

David pushes softly against a tree, rubbing your hair, and looking deeply into your eyes

“David, what are you doing?” you ask

“Something I’ve been wanting to do for a long time.” he says

He then kisses you, softly, but then roughly, it was something you had never experienced before, for this was your first kiss since you came to Neverland.

He then takes you deeper into the woods, undressing you, and you didn’t mind, you were loving every second of it, how sexy it was to have a boy basically drool all over you. It was such a good feeling, and you didn’t want it to stop.

Sooner than later, he’s inside you, you’re moaning and whining and just a mess, David covers your mouth because you get too loud, but you just smile and giggle and he laughs a little too.

“This is super dangerous, anyone could catch us.” you say

“Like I care?” He says

Well little did you know, Peter was watching the whole time, fire was in his eyes, he was furious, he didn’t know he wanted you until he couldn’t have you, you know how Pan was, he wanted you all to his self, he was selfish.

As he watch David fuck you all he could think about was how he could do it better, it was such a sick thing to think, but he did. He wanted to push David away, he wanted to take over, he wanted to show him how it’s really done, but he didn’t. He waited, and he watched, for he had a plan for the both of you.

The next day you all you could think about was your night with David, you both decided to keep it on the downlow, since neither of you wanted to be in a relationship, well he didn’t, you on the other hand wouldn’t have mind one, but oh well.

You ate breakfast, and this time before you ate Peter didn’t make an announcement, like he always does, it was strange, but you all let it go.

Peter was quite all through breakfast, he didn’t make a word, everyone was kinda freaked out by it because usually he would chat up a storm.

You were a little freaked out as well so you decide to go up to him

“Hey Peter.” you say with a smile

He smiles back and nods as he continues to eat

“Are you okay?” you ask

He puts his thumb up and smiles as he still has his mouth full

“Oh great, well it’s just because you haven’t talked, you know.” you said

He put’s his hand on his belly signaling that he was really hungry

“Oh gotcha!” you said with your thumbs up

You walked away still a little worried, this was not like Peter.

After breakfast you guys waited around until Peter gave orders, but all he did after he ate his breakfast was walked into his cabin

“Uhm, is he gonna give us our chores?” A lost boy asked

“Felix?” you asked

“I’ll go check it out.” he said as he rolled his eyes

Everyone knows Felix was Peter’s best mate,, so you usually go to him for anything if Peter wasn’t around

Peter was sitting on his chair, playing with whatever he had in his hand,

“Sup Pan.” Felix said

“What do they want Felix?” He said in annoyance

“They want to know why you’re so quite.” he said as he sat down

“I’m playing a game.” he smiled

“What game?” Felix became interested

“David and Y/n went off alone the other day.” he looked at him

“Oh yeah? And what happen?” Felix asked

“What do you think?” Peter said in a stern way, smile was gone, and he just had a mean cruel look on his face

“Oh… OH!” Felix said

Peter nodded , looking away, thinking more and more about you two.

“Are you okay?” Felix asked

“I’m going to make him suffer, and her beg for my forgiveness.” he said in such a evil way.

Felix looked at Peter, “Don’t hurt em Pan, you know I’m just looking out for you , I want the best for you, you’re my best mate.”

“I know Felix, now, let’s go, we don’t want to scare them too much.” he laughed and got up from his chair.

You see Peter head out his cabin and then rush back to the campsite,

“He’s coming!” you yell

Everybody goes into position and sits down

“Today we actually need food supplies, so we can split up in groups of 3′s.”

Oddly enough, he puts you, him, and David in a group.

It was awkward as hell, half because you two just had sex, but second because Peter wouldn’t even talk!

You would ask him questions and he would reply with one word answers, it was so annoying and frustrating.

As the days go by Peter would talk more and more everyday, and it was like nothing was wrong.

Everything went back to normal until one day Peter asked David if he could join him for dinner in his tent, he needed to talk to him about something

Your head shot up like a deer in head lights, sure it was almost a month it happen, but still maybe Peter found out, maybe he knew this whole time? You don’t know but you were freaking out

Peter and David sat in the tent eating their dinner, and talking about random things, Peter played it off pretty well

“So how’s hunting for you?” he asked

“Oh man it’s good, I feel like I could catch a fish with my bare hands in a couple of weeks.” he said

“That’s great!” Peter said

You began to walk up to David’s tent, along with all the other lost boys, how can you not wonder what was going on?

“So, how was she?” Peter stopped smiling and looked at David straight in the eyes

“Uhm, I don’t know what-” 

“Cut the bull shit David.” Peter looked at David “Now, how was she?” he asked

You were shocked, how did he know? How would he even find out? You both swore to keep your mouths shut.

“You know Pan, I’d rather not say.” he said

Peter laughed “Oh come on, we’re both young men, we both know what goes on, did she give to easily?” he winked at him

“You know what Pan I gotta go” as he starts to walk out of the tent, almost out the door Peter stops him in his tracks

He looks him dead in the eyes, and laughs with a evil smirk on his lips. “What’s wrong David? Is this making you feel uncomfortable? Because I know? Because I can imagine what it was like? Fucking her brains out?” 

David had fear in his eyes and so did you, you were frozen, you had no words, and now, all the lost boys knew.

David had fear in his eyes, his heart was racing, stomach was turning, and he was sweating up a storm.

“Did you really think you could hide it?” “That it would be your guys little secret?” Peter asked

“Why do you care so much about who Y/n sleeps with anyway?” he got the courage to ask

“What?” Peter asked, a little taken back “What does that even mean? “

“Is it that bad? That she could be attracted to someone other than you? Are you threatened that she could maybe be taken from you? It’s not like you wanted to sleep with her!” he yells

Peter looks at him, he is about to loose it, he is about to loose all of it, he could feel the anger rise up in him, as he is about to punch the shit out of David you scream “Peter wait!“ 

Part 2?
Monsta X As Fairytale!AUs (Thank You For 800+ Followers!)

Honestly, I love fairy tales and just the whole aspect of romance and fantasy together. Call me a hopeless romantic or a cheesy person, but I like imagining and seeing the scene in my head as I read or including myself into the story. These ended up to be a bit sad, ironic for celebrating something big here on the blog. I decided to do a twist on some of the AUs, so please bear those in mind. They may not correlate with the actual story, so watch out for that. Thank you so much for sticking with me and please enjoy!

Shownu - Beauty & The Beast

Held captive in his own castle, Shownu couldn’t help acting arrogant, selfish, and hostile toward anyone who dared to speak to him. It was because of the curse that he was granted, as well as the other captives who were turned into talking objects. Shownu became a beast; a beast that the townspeople feared and wished to obliterate when one father, specifically yours, found out your affiliations with the Beast and wanted you to stay safe. You were held captive just like the others in the abandoned castle, where Shownu ordered you to clean around the castle. On one winter morning, you decided to play in the snow and brought Chip, Cogsworth, and Lumiere to see the snowflakes for the first time. As a joke, you threw a snowball at his fur-covered face and watched him glare at you and hurl a snow boulder at your back. From that time on, he began to develop feelings for you. Something he couldn’t believe was happening. After giving you a beautiful night of dance and dinner– he himself didn’t realize he was falling in love until Lumiere, the candelabra had told him. Despite your protests and reassuring him that Hyunwoo was not a dangerous being, he didn’t bother to listen. As the relationship between you and Shownu grows, his protective, strict yet loving side rises to the surface, but the citizens didn’t acknowledge that. Hearing the constant banging of fists against the old wood and the bullet-like rain drops crashing onto the windows, Hyunwoo was willing to protect you at all costs, and the thought of lifting the curse escaped his mind. If he dies at that moment, so be it. He found his one true love in the ten years he was given to do so. 

Wonho - Little Red Riding Hood

Promising your grandmother that’d you visit her, you didn’t think much of it while traveling through the forest. Around the town you resided in, the citizens could recognized you by the bright, ruby red hood you wore whenever you were traveling somewhere. Stepping on the fallen branches here and there throughout the forest, your grandmother’s cozy, slight worn-down cottage caught your eye. Especially the little gnomes that stood proudly near the door. Unlocking the door with the key your grandmother had given you, the door had opened without you touching the handle. There stood a man, who looked around his twenties (physically) and had the distinguishable wolf-like ears and bushy tail behind him, swaying slightly back and forth. You held your basket close, immediately asking his identity– but taking the more offensive approach, you pushed his chest and demanded the location of your grandmother. With innocent eyes, he held his hands up and asked for you to not shoot him or harm him in any way. After some time of getting used to, you realized that he often visited your grandmother because he struggled to survive in the woods, despite his species as a wolf hybrid. How unusual. But because he was targeted by the citizens, you had to keep him safe in the cottage. Wonho was his name. He was quite the delicate wolf– his feelings could be hurt a bit easily. But his pure heart made up for it. His alluring body was a plus. You couldn’t help but admire his back as he went to fetch a bucket of water. One night, he was cornered by large, burly, hostile men with torches, and you were behind him. He promised his heart and love for you, his Little Red Riding Hood, hoping you’d stay alive. Baring fangs and having his perked up ears, it was hard to tell what would happen next. Luckily, he managed to drive them away from the cottage so they would only focus on him. Will he survive and protect your relationship with him or be burned by the scorching fire?

Minhyuk - Peter Pan

You were sleeping one night, and your brother and sister were sleeping in a separate room when a boy, dressed in green with a robin hood-like hat with a red feather came flying through your window in search of his shadow. This woke you up to the sound of a lamp shattering on the floor. You saw a boy staring at your wall, specifically his shadow. He turned to face you and he whispered you his name and flew about in your room. Becoming fascinated by his ability and his story, his name was Peter Pan or Minhyuk (is what he goes with)– he didn’t exactly know how he came to be. As well as the fairy he traveled with, Tinkerbell. Nonetheless, he took a hold of your hand and brought you to Neverland, a world he resided in and a land full of imagination and dreams, pirates, Lost Boys, and beautiful scenery all around. However, there was a conflict between the real world and Neverland. Despite the fun and memorable times you’ve had with Minhyuk, his mutual feelings toward you turned into love which he denied when the Lost Boys brought it up. You couldn’t help but feel love toward him as well, even if you knew the consequences. At one point, Peter told you the cost of bringing a human to Neverland: bringing a human to a world of fantasy and childish dreams will soon end it. But Minhyuk didn’t regret doing so– he just had to see, touch, and be with a human for once. When the Neverland began to disintegrate, he brought you back to your bedroom where it all started, handed you his red feather and stood at your windowsill with longing eyes that would tear up when he left. Before, he told you, “You know that place between sleep and awake, that place where you can still remember dreaming? That’s where I’ll always love you. That’s where I’ll be waiting.” Then, he’d fly out of your window, watching his body disintegrate into pixie dust and eventually, nothing.

Kihyun - The Little Mermaid

Always being held down by your father, you couldn’t experience the life of being in a relationship unless it was another one of your kind. After hearing countless stories from the sailors above, the feeling of wanting to be human grew and grew inside your heart. The other mermaids/mermen told you it wasn’t possible. So, you came across this beautiful voice above the waters. Peaking your head above the surface, you kept yourself hidden behind a boat belonging to the boy that captured your interests. He was perhaps in his early twenties, and his voice was unlike any other. He would sing while he cleaned, bring crates, or sort out the nets for the next fishing opportunity. You didn’t hold a grudge against him for doing that– he was doing what he was told to do. On one fateful night, the boat was set out to sea and with the treacherous waters, the boat tipped over, launching everyone out. You watched the boy slowly descend to his death, or until you were able to swim by and bring him to a beach not too far away from their location of departure. Cursing your inability to speak on land, you were able to stay hidden within the waves near the shore. Waking up, the boy found you in front of him, staring curiously into his eyes. He introduced himself as Kihyun. From then on, you two would speak, Kihyun not even minding the fact that you weren’t human. You saved him and the least he could do was thank you. But he developed feelings for you, and you wanted to dance on land for the first time. Charades were getting to be frustrating, and so making a deal with a cursed woman in a cave seemed like the only option for you to become human. However, you couldn’t speak when you got on land. Not only that, but the cursed woman sought out for the man who you fell in love with, planning to kill the both of you for ruining her plans of marrying Kihyun and becoming human forever. 

Hyungwon - The Prince(ss) and the Frog

You lived a normal life, working in a diner where you entertained and served the guests with delicious meals that reminded them of home. Making others happy and feel like a family at the diner was what made you content with your work. On the side, you tend to hope for romance or some sort of action in your life where it’d you bring you in a less routine-like lifestyle. One night while walking along a river in the forest a voice, presumably male, called out for your help. As you looked around, failing to find the source, the voice asked you to look lower– and there he was. Slightly perturbed, you saw a frog talking to you. At first you couldn’t believe it but with the frog’s sassy, sarcastic, and slightly arrogant personality, you came to a conclusion that this frog was once human. He even told you so. He requested for you to ask around town for a “Prince Hyungwon” because he had suddenly turned into a frog. Apparently, his arrogance and willingness to stay single as a prince had gotten him cursed and the quest for searching a loved one was given to him by a witch. If he could, Hyungwon would march to that cottage of hers and demand to be reversed. Sadly, he was only kicked back into the river and along the way, he met a crocodile who came by to talk with him from time to time. But the more the both of you spent time together, you both began developing feelings for each other. Whether you’d be his true love or not, Hyungwon didn’t know and didn’t bother considering you to be his one and only. All he could do is feel guilty for dragging you into his situation and wish that one day he could become human and thank you properly. He just doesn’t know how to do it. 

Jooheon - Jack and the Beanstalk

Growing up poor wasn’t easy for Jooheon (or sometimes goes by the name Jack). After his widowed mother asked him to sell the cow they had relied on for income, he made a trade with a mysterious man who offered the young boy “magical beans”. His mother grew furious with her son when he came home with nothing but these false beans that seemed to have no effect when she threw them into the ground in anger. Sending her son to bed without dinner, all she could do was worry for the well being of her small family. Overnight, the beanstalk grew and grew, reaching above the clouds where no one could see the top unless they climbed it. The next morning, Jooheon was taken aback, but at the same time having an “I-told-you-so” face. Nonetheless, he gathered enough courage to climb the beanstalk, excitedly waiting for the rewards to come when he reaches the peak. Looking around, there was a small house that could fit a few people inside. He found a talking harp and a goose that laid golden eggs. When he began to take them into his arms, you walked into the house with a basket of muffins and other bakery treats. In his eyes, immediate guilt filled his mind as you stared at him with sad eyes and lips that formed a slight pout. You worked hard to find these treasures and now they were being taken away from you. Jooheon promised to return them to you for one thing: to provide enough support for him and his mother. You agreed and you were able to get his family back on their feet. One day, you felt the beanstalk weakening, soon shaking and falling backward. Jooheon grabbed your hand and brought you to safety on the ground, where you find the beanstalk withering and dying. Your home was destroyed. Now, it was time for him to return the favor.

I.M - Alice in Wonderland

Being stuck in a wonderland of mischievous, talking creatures, vibrant colors, and magical plants were quite the step up from your normal, everyday life in the real world. Who knew that falling through a rabbit hole would lead you to this place? You met a few friendlies, and came across the Mad Hatter, and the Cheshire Cat. The Mad Hatter preferred to be called Changkyun. He wore a distinguishable hat and a charming smile you couldn’t forget. He fell in love with you but he just didn’t know it at the time. It was because of your bravery to speak against the Red Queen and beating her at chess that tied it all together. He called you Alice from time to time because everyone in Wonderland believed that you were the legendary hero that was destined to defeat the Red Queen, and slay the dragon that roamed the land. Despite denying yourself to be the hero, it eventually became your new name in Wonderland. However, as time went on, you noticed something different with the Mad Hatter. Something… concerning. He would often check his pocket watch and stare off into space until you waved your hand over his eyes. He’d snap out of it and reassure you that everything was fine– or until you had to slay the dragon and then you’d be sent back to your own world. He couldn’t come with. He was stuck in Wonderland forever. You didn’t know his thoughts or was able to figure his actions and find the meaning behind it. So, for the first time, he performed the Futterwacken (after you had finished your quest) and was ecstatic when he saw you smile and laugh for the first time. At least he had a special memory to remember before you left. When you find out that Wonderland was pushing you out, you waved goodbye to Changkyun and the others before traveling back to where you came from. Changkyun couldn’t help but regret the fact he couldn’t say the three words he wanted you to hear. 


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Theory on Y/N and Peter Pan

Whenever I want to read some Peter Pan imagines, I always end up disappointed because people tend to write Y/N as this innocent, naive, damsel in distress and sweet girl and that gets…on my….. nERVES. I am honestly so tired of this.

I don’t think that’s the kinda girl Peter would go for. Like, at all. Not that nice girls aren’t good characters. All in all, I just think this persona doesn’t fit in this particular situation.

Just imagine that:

- Y/N attacking Pan the first time she runs into him, because that’s the logic fucking reaction when you wake up in an unknown place and meet a creepy stranger who wiggles his eyebrows.

- Y/N not caring not having girl stuff on Neverland, or even privacy because when you’re in a tough situation you gotta toughen up, and survival tops comfort

- Y/N NOT playing the ‘mom’ with the Lost Boys, or cooking, or singing the boys to sleep for the sole reason that she is the only girl, bc that promotes gender roles and it goes against everything we girls fight for, DUH

- Y/N learning how to fight (good) and not stopping to annoy Felix and Pan until she gets private lessons, and accepting beng beaten to a pulp if that helps her improve and become able to take care of herself because depending on the boys to survive is humiliating for her and burdening for them.

- Y/N being confident and not taking the boys or Pan’s shit and talking back when they are rude.

- Y/N always not-so-gently reminding the boys (including Pan) that they ain’t a bunch of animals and they gotta behave and use their brains instead of their hands

- Y/N winning Peter’s respect BEFORE winning his heart, because she can stand up for herself and put him back in his place when he crosses a line or orders her around, and that’s what a healthy, long lasting relationhip is built on: respect. Repeat after me: R.E.S.P.E.C.T

- Y/N not blushing, or stuttering, or looking down. Y/N grinning and flirting and playfully teasing Peter whenever she gets the occasion just bc she can and it makes him lose his composure bc damn nobody else ever did this

- Y/N being a fucking badass who can kick ass and be feminine and be Peter’s equal because that’s the only kind of girl I can picture him with: someone who’s on the same level as him (maybe not on magical terms bc he’s too pwerful) but in spirit

Why y’all turning Peter into this beautiful lil cinnamon roll that he obviously isn’t? Stop writing Peter as a bad guy who becomes nice for Y/N’s lovely eyes. Write about a badass, murderous, dark minded Y/N. Write about a hot couple of villains who defeat the heroes for once. Dammit.


Honestly, give me an OC like that and I will read the shit outta it.

Until then, I’m just gonna have to write some myself.

You can read my work here “Let Us live” : Part ½; Part 2/2

And In the Name of Love: Here

Once Upon in Neverland: Part 1 Part 2 & Prequel

PETER PAN FIC REC

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Truth or Dare... Choose carefully.. (Part 3)

Anonymous Request: could you do an imagine where the lost boys play truth or dare and someone dares you to sleep with pan.

A/N: Hey guy! So this is what y'all been waiting for 😂! I’m so happy a lot of you loves TOD and I’m planning on making this series longer but imma leave it up to all of you if you want this to keep on going 😉. Love you all

Dedicated to: @ichbinannaaa

Warnings: Cursing, the thing ” ;), slight harassing

P. S ( the gifs are not mine c: )

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“Quite a good act Felix.” Peter said coming out of his hiding spot with an evil smile on his face.

“Never thought you’d do a good job on it.” Felix looked at Peter with a sad face while Peter placed an arm on his shoulder.

Originally posted by lostgirl14480

“Shall I go after (Y/N)?” Felix said looking down on the ground “Now, now Felix,” Peter said removing his hand from Felix, and moved to look at your footsteps

“We can’t end the party when the real fun is about to begin.” Peter said smirking while looking back at Felix.

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You were looking around the forest finding which direction you’ll have to take to find the echo caves.

You are so close to giving up. You were lost. You didn’t really know which way to go to find your friend, Baelfire.

You didn’t know what to do now. It seemed like forever and you still haven’t found Baelfire.

”Fuck.”You whispered to yourself. It was almost dark and you decided to sit down to take a rest and placed your bow and arrow next to you.

Your legs are aching from walking around the forest all day and it made you tired and exhausted.

You leaned your back on the rock behind you and brought your legs up to your chest while wrapping your arms around it.

“How am I supposed to save Baelfire if I can’t even find my way to where he’s at.” You said to yourself with a disappointed tone on your voice.

You looked up to the sky and it was completely dark out. And the only source of light you have is the moon and the stars.

“I’ll find you Baelfire, Just hold on.” You said and laid yourself down to the ground, your eyes becoming heavier and heavier each second and you soon gave up and let yourself drift away to sleep. _____________________________________

You woke up to the sound of rustling near you and you immediately got up from where you laid and took your equipment and aimed it to the direction of the noise but the noise soon came to a stop and you decided to put your equipment down.

It was still dark out and you’ve probably fell asleep for just a couple of hours.

You were standing still in your spot, you were still tired but you must find Baelfire as soon as possible so you immediately went back to the forest to search for Bae.

It felt like you’ve been walking around for hours and you still can’t find the echo caves.

You stopped by the lake to drink some water. You took your flask out and dipped it in and then you drank the water. You sat yourself down by the rock for a couple minutes and quickly returned to look for Baelfire.

“Where could that cave be?” You said to yourself until you saw a cave with torches outside of it.

“Holy shit.” You whispered to yourself and you quickly ran towards the cave.

You stopped by the entrance and took one of the torches to help you see in the dark.

You went inside the cave and it was bigger than you thought it would be.

You were observing the cave until you saw what seems to be a cage with a cliff separating you from the other part of the cave.

“Bae!” You yelled as you dropped the torch to the ground and now it was dark but the moon’s light illuminating the cave inside.

“(Y/N)!” You heard Bae’s voice and you were at shock. You finally found Bae but how are you going to save him if there is a cliff between the both of you to keep you apart.

“Hang on Bae! I’m going to save you!” You yelled and you immediately start to look for ropes or anything that might be useful.

“(Y/N)!, (Y/N)! That’s not how it works!” Bae yelled trying to stop you.

“What do you mean ‘that’s not how it works’?” You yelled back still searching for something.

“This cave is enchanted (Y/N), and the rule of this cave is that you can only save someone if..” Bae suddenly stopped not finishing his sentence which made you stop what you’re doing.

“You can only save someone if what Baelfire?” You said as you stood up from your position and walked to face the cage by the cliff.

“You can save someone only if you.. reveal your deepest.. darkest.. secret. A secret you wouldn’t admit to anyone.” As soon as Baelfire finished you were at shock.

Just by hearing what Baelfire said, it made you nervous to the bone. You’ve kept so many secrets to yourself and you know too well that these secrets will destroy you.

“If the only way to get out is to reveal a secret.. then why haven’t you got yourself out of here?” you said trying to find a loophole so you can’t reveal any of your secrets.

“I tried (Y/N). I did, but it didn’t work.” Bae said making you sigh.

Your intertwined your fingers together and rested it on your head. This was the hardest decision you’ll ever make in your whole life.

It’s either you’ll take the bait and allow it to destroy yourself to save Baelfire.

or you’ll be a coward and leave him in the cave.

You walked around trying to decide what to do until you let yourself go and came up with a decision.

“I’ll do it.” You said and with that you finally stopped walking around and started to do what you must do.

To reveal your secrets..

You inhaled deeply and start to think about your deepest darkest secrets.

“You can do this (Y/N).” You heard Baelfire said but you were silent.

You bought your fingers to your lips and started to get scared. You didn’t want anyone to know about what you keep to yourself.

But you must save your friend otherwise you wouldn’t forgive yourself and fill your life with lot of regrets.

And what you’re about to do now is worth the regret you’ll have for the rest of your life.

You sighed and took a moment to clear your mind and trying to calm yourself down.

”When I first step foot in neverland, I never thought I would be capable of being somewhere on my own. But as I stayed longer I never felt more alone than I’ve ever had in my whole life until I became friends with you and Felix, and I swear with all my heart that I wouldn’t want that to change.” You said with tears starting to form in your eyes knowing that what you’re about to say next is probably going to kill Baelfire on the inside.

“So my secret… Is that I wish you had denied what you said back at camp. I wish what you said back there wasn’t true, That you liked me. I wish you didn’t have to tell everyone that, because I’m not capable of loving someone Bae. Not anymore.” You regreted saying that knowing that you broke your own friend’s heart for telling the truth

Then it was silent for a moment and you can’t help but wipe the tear about to fall on your cheek.

And soon the ground started shaking and there was a rock bridge starting to form.

But it was still far away and you still can’t reach Baelfire’s cage. And the distance between where you and Bae are, is still far enough to keep you both away from each other.

You soon came up with another secret you wouldn’t want to admit to anyone else and it’s time to get it out of your chest.

You sighed deeply before starting again and tried to control yourself from crying.

“The moment I stayed here in neverland I thought that I would be the only girl here, that was until I met Wendy. And the moment we met made me the happiest person here in neverland.” You paused for a second trying to contain your tears.

“And when I found out that Wendy got out of neverland.. I never felt so betrayed in my whole life, She used me to get herself out of neverland when she promised me that we would get out of here together,” You sniffed and stopped for a moment.

“I was so stupid to believe that we were actually friends. I can’t believe that I trusted her and end up being betrayed…. So when I finally have the opportunity to escape neverland, I’ll go and find Wendy and make her pay for what she did to me.” You inhaled deeply trying not to cry too much.

The ground started to shake again and the bridge is getting closer and closer. But you couldn’t handle regretting every second of telling all your secrets especially when you know it’s going to break someone.

Even yourself.

You tried to keep yourself from crying right now and you’re not really doing a good job on it.

What you said was painful, it made you remember all the stupid things you did and it was like killing yourself over and over again.

“Back at camp, when you invited me to join the game.. I thought I was going to have fun. But I didn’t. I never felt so humiliated in my whole life when the boy dared Peter to kiss and sleep with me that night. I never felt so humiliated in front of everybody..” A tear fell to your cheek while you keep on going to tell your secret.

“I felt like a doll. I felt like I’m just being used and that the boys are just trying to get back at me because I never tolerated them hitting on me.” You stopped not wanting to tell what’s next and you were silent.

You waited for the ground to shake again but it didn’t.. What you said wasn’t enough. Not even close.

“Don’t hold anything back (Y/N).” You heard Baelfire say and you brought your hand up into your hair and bit your lip about to regret ever saying what you’re about to say.

“But when Peter kissed me that night.. I can’t deny that I actually liked kissing Peter. I liked the sensation of having him close to me, and I’ve never felt so safe but I know that I’m not safe at all so I tried to resist because I know he is very dangerous for me to hold on to.” You said shaking your head with tears streaming down your cheeks.

You stayed silent after that and the ground started to shake again and the bridge was almost close.

“Just one more.” You whispered to yourself. You were shaking, you didn’t want anyone to know about what you’re about to say next.

It was one of the most deepest secret that you have in your heart, and you kept it to yourself for too long and you didn’t want anyone to know about it but you must reveal it in order to save Bae.

You bit your lip one more time and inhaled deeply before starting again.

“When I first saw Felix, It was like fate was toying with me. And it made me break on the inside. It was like looking at the most heartbreaking thing that has ever happened to me. Felix reminded me of someone I used to know.. and I never thought that my heart will break again because that’s why I went to neverland, I went here to help myself escape the pain of my heart breaking.” Your voice was trembling and your heart was breaking with every word you let your mouth slip.

You sniffed and tears are now falling down on your cheeks but you didn’t care

“He reminded me of Jake, the first and probably the last lover I’ll have. Felix looks exactly like Jake and he reminded me of my pain and failures. And I couldn’t help myself from breaking inside knowing that Felix is there to remind me of Jake everytime I see him. But my biggest regret is that I fell and loved Felix the moment I saw him.. But I know that I can’t love someone who is just a constant reminder of someone leaving me and the mistakes I made with Jake and I tried my best to let my feelings for him slip away,” You were crying right now and you can’t help it. You tried to contain yourself but you couldn’t.

“But when Felix decided to befriend me, I know.. I know that I’ll have to deal with the pain of the memories I had with Jake. So I allowed myself to endure the pain and do the things I should’ve done for him, like being there for him.” You covered your face with your hands trying to stop yourself from crying.

“I know I made mistakes and I couldn’t forgive myself because of it. And I think that Felix is the only way I could forgive myself for whatever reason Jake decided to leave me.” You said as you wiped all your tears.

“I’m really sorry Bae but I can’t look at you the same way I look at Felix, but you’re still my friend and I‘m glad that you’re always there beside me… But please try to understand that Felix.. Is a reminder of my past mistakes and I want to be able to forgive myself and forget the bad memories I had with Jake.“ You paused for a moment trying to take everything in.

“I want to replace all my horrible memories of Jake by making it up to Felix and I know it’s stupid.. But I love Jake so much that I can’t let go of the memories I had with him. But I love You and Felix equally as much. But the only difference of the love I have for you and Felix is that I can only love you in the matters of being a friend to me… And Felix.. I love Felix but I just don’t want him to mean so much more to me because what I’m doing is probably going to hurt me in the end. Nothing more. Nothing less.” You said and there were tears still falling in your face.

You fell to your knees and you cried.

The ground started to shake again for the last time but you didn’t care. You were full of regrets right now and you can’t seem to forgive yourself for doing this.

But all of this was to save Bae, and you didn’t intend on hurting him and you didn’t mean for this to happen.

But you know deep inside you can’t forgive yourself even if Bae decided to forgive you.

You stood up from the ground and quickly crossed the bridge, and you rushed to Bae’s cage.

“Are you okay Bae?” You said and kneeled down to look at Bae directly in his eyes.

“I’m fine (Y/N).” Bae said with a smile but you can see that Bae must have been crying the whole time.

“I’m going to get you out of here Bae, Just hold on.” You said and you stood up and started on hitting the cage trying to break it but it wouldn’t.

“Fuck.” You whispered to yourself trying so hard to break it.

“(Y/N). (Y/N)! It’s no use. You’re going to have to go by the rules of the cave. You have to reveal another secret.” Bae said while looking at you.

And with a sigh you fell to your knees again and with a sigh you know, that the thing you’re about to reveal now will destroy you to the highest extreme. 

You’ve denied it for too long and you know that it will break you in every possible way.

And you didn’t want to admit it but it’s the only thing that’s keeping you from saving Bae.

“I..I…” You said, your voice shaking obvious that you didn’t want to tell it.

“It’s okay (Y/N) you can tell me anything. I’ll keep it, I promise.” Bae said holding your hand from the bars of the cage.

“I’m.. I’m.. I’m in love with Peter.” You said and the doors of the cage is gone and Baelfire gave you a hug in an instant and all you did was cry.

“I’m sorry Bae… I’m really really sorry.” You said in between cries.

“It’s okay (Y/N).. It’s okay..” Bae said trying to comfort you.

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“Well, well, well. You did a good job on saving Baelfire, (Y/N).” You looked back as soon as you heard Peter’s voice behind you.

You looked down not wanting to look at Peter right after what you just said.

“Take him away.” Peter said with an evil smirk on his face and the lost boys were there ready to take Bae.

You looked up to Peter and blocked Bae so they wouldn’t take him.

“Don’t! Don’t do this.” You said as you hold tightly on Bae.

But Peter just stared at you with an evil look on his face. And when he turned to look at the boys he gestured his head signaling them to take Baelfire away and soon the boys are coming after Bae.

You tried to fight against them, trying to push them away but they got you out of their way and making you fall down to the ground.

“Don’t! Don’t you dare and take him away!” You said standing up trying to take Bae while pushing past them.

“Stay out of this (Y/N).” You soon heard Felix’s voice behind you.

“Felix.” You said as you looked at him asking for his help.

“Don’t let them do this Felix.. Don’t let them take him away.” You said holding Felix’s hands, pleading to him not to take Baelfire away right after you just saved him.

“Felix.. Remember what I told you.” Peter said looking at the both of you.

But Felix just stood still in front of you.

He stared at you with a cold look on his eyes and pushed you away.

And soon the lost boys took Baelfire with them. Felix following them behind.

“Bae!” You yelled and ran after the boys but you tripped and fell to the ground. 

You were crying so hard right now. How could Felix do this to you. How could he betray you.

Peter went to you and kneeled down to look at you. He placed his hand on your chin to make you look at him and all you can see in his eyes is darkness.

You just stared at Peter your eyes were red and sore from crying and Peter just looked at you with an evil look on his face.

“Been a long time (Y/N).” Peter said breaking the silence between the both of you.

“Not long enough.” You said as you sighed and stood up to stepped away from Peter. 

You’re scared at Peter especially when he already knows what you said to help Baelfire escape the cave, and you know too well that he can use it against you.

Peter just stood there while observing you, the evilness in his face is still present. You just stared back at Peter, feeling tense. You didn’t know what he has in mind but what you do know is that you’re not going to like it.

“What do you want now?” You said breaking the silence once again. You wanted to get this over with, you wanted everything to be normal again.

“Well, I think you know.” Peter said moving close to you.

“I don’t read minds Peter.” You said as you stood still getting tired of his games. Your heart is pounding and you have no clue on what you should do.

As soon as Peter reached you, you tried to step away but he took a hold of your arm and put his hand around your waist pulling you close to him.

You flinched away from his touch, only for him to hold you tighter.

“Don’t try to pretend you never liked me, (Y/N). We both know what you said a while ago was the truth.” Peter said looking down at you.

You looked up at Peter. The sadness, regret, and humiliation prominent in your eyes.

Originally posted by my-fxxfics

“I know very well that you had denied it for a long time (Y/N).” Peter said raising his brow while looking at at you menacingly.

You looked at Peter and tears started to form in your eyes. Peter tilted his head, his face still held an evil expression.

“Now, now, (Y/N). You don’t have to cry.” Peter said as he wiped the tear about to fall in your cheek.

He held your face with both of his hands looking you straight in his eyes.

“Now let’s take you back it where you belong.” Peter said smirking evilly at you.

Teasing

Originally posted by thefirstgingerdoctor

Pairing: Peter Pan x Reader

Prompt:  anonymous asked: okay so I’ve been looking through a LOT of your imagines and its safe to say that i frikin love ur blog and i was wondering if you could do one of peter pan x reader where the reader is watching the campfire at the corner and peter comes up from behind (theyre dating btw) without her knowing and starts kissing down her neck and teasing her there and id love it to be just really cute and pan whispers some inappropriate things and end in smut + lots if foreplay :))

Anonymous asked: YOOO YOUR SMUT IS SO GOOD THANK YOU!!!! More Peter Pan smut okay? ;) Robbie Kay is a sexy devil. But seriously ur writing is so talented you should be proud

Warning: SMUT!                                                                                    

A/N:  I am going to hell. Enjoy darlings!

 

You had traveled to just about every realm, but you can honestly say Neverland was your favorite. When you had first arrived you knew you were going to love dense-jungle island. It held such magic and wonder that you felt like you had jumped into a fairytale. Well, you kind of had, but that’s beside the point.

When you had first arrived, Peter and his Lost Boys were wary of you, having never had a girl come to the island before, not including Wendy, of course. As time went on, however, the boys learned to love you, seeing you as an equal and friend. Peter had taken an extra special liking to you, though. Two months into your stay in Neverland, the beautiful demon boy had pulled you the most beautiful spot in Neverland, and for the first time, had told you of his love for you. Ever since then, the two of you could rarely be seen without the other. You made him into a better person, the person he thought you deserved, and for once in your life, you could say you were genuinely happy.

It was night; the day had been long day, the boys just now settling down from a day full of games. Most had gone to sleep, but you and a few others had stayed up, watching the campfires glow. You were transfixed by the flames, the colors melding together to create such a wonderful array, it was nearly impossible to look away. You were too lost in thought; you didn’t even hear someone approach you from behind. You felt a pair of lips on the back of your neck, and you jolted in surprise. You soon relaxed, knowing it was Peter. No one else dared to touch you in such a way.

Peter kept placing kisses on your neck, making you moan slightly. His arms wrapped around you, pulling you closer to him. You sighed contently, loving the feeling of his body against you.  You felt him press his lips against the shell of your ear, before you heard him whisper in your ear. “(Y/N), kitten, do you have any idea how much I want you?” You gasped sharply at his words, a faint blush dusting your cheeks. “Oh, love, I’ve been thinking about that tight pussy all day. Can’t wait to get you alone, kitten. Gonna make you scream my bloody name.” You pressed your thighs together in hopes of getting some friction, the wetness in your panties growing.

Peter knew what he was doing, and he loved it. He loved the affect he had on you, what a few simple words could reduce you too. He decided to take it a step further by ghosting his hand over your clothed core, the slight touch making you whimper. He smirked against your neck, knowing he has you right where he wants you. “Come on love, let’s get out of here, yeah?” he whispers in your ear, his hands still ghosting over where you want him most. Not trusting your voice, you nodded, allowing him to poof the pair of you back to his treehouse.

As soon as you appeared in his treehouse he slammed you against a wall, his lips harshly covering yours. You moaned against his lips, pressing your back against his with equal fervor. You brought your hands to his head, tugging at the soft hair there. He groaned, and deepened the kiss. You felt his hand in your hair, before he suddenly jerked your head to the side. You gasped at the feeling, before you felt him bite and suck on your neck. You almost whimpered under his ministrations, loving his treatment of you. He wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling your body closer to his.

You felt his hand trailing under your shirt, before firmly grabbing your breasts through your bra, his attack on your neck not stopping for one moment. You were too lost in the sensations; you didn’t even hear a faint snap of his fingers. You hadn’t realized what he had done until you had felt a slight breeze against your skin, your eyes moved down and you saw he had made both of your clothes disappear. You laughed slightly, loving how impatient he was. Your laughter died off when you felt the hand that was once in your hair cupping your core.

You moaned loudly, his fingers slowly and methodically tracing your lower lips. His attack on your breasts hadn’t stopped; his hands alone making you tremble and moan. He pinched your nipple, rolling it between his finger and thumb. The same time he did this, he slowly entered one finger into your dripping core. You whimpered, the feelings were becoming too much. “Peter please…” you whimpered out, wanted to feel more. He smirked, before adding another finger, and quickening his pace. You moaned, the delicious friction causing your knees to shake.

You felt you’re high coming quickly, faster than you had anticipated. Your moans becoming louder, faster, the sounds of your pleasure filling the room. You were almost there, until he suddenly pulled away. You cried out, distraught over the loss of his fingers inside your pussy. “Shh, now love, I’ve got you. Gonna make you feel really good, love, I promise.”

He dropped down on his knees in front of you, his face dangerously close to your core. Your eyes widened at the realization of what he was going to do. He smirked up at you, never breaking eye contact as he licked a broad stripe on your pussy. You moaned out, eyes instantly closing, your head falling back slightly. Peter wrapped his arms arounds your thighs, pushing you closer to him. His tongue teased against your entrance, tracing letters to your core. You could barely make out what he was spelling, your head to dizzy with pleasure. M-I-N-E. You moaned loudly at the realization of what he was spelling, his possessiveness over you turning you on even more. He traced the word over your core a few more times, before finally flicking his tongue over your clit. You nearly screamed, the feeling becoming too much. For the second time that night you felt your high approaching again.

Peter pulled away before you could cum, leaving you almost screaming in frustration. He stood up quickly, pressing you against the wall yet again. “Jump.” He said, a commanding tone in his voice. You instantly complied, jumping up and wrapping your arms around his waist, and your arms around his neck. He pushed your back firmly against the wall before attaching his lips to your, reaching between your bodies to guide his cock into your wet heat. He slowly pushed in, the both of you moaning against the others lips when he was fully sheathed inside you.

He started rocking his hips at a fast pace, earning a grateful moan from you.  “Oh, love, you feel so perfect around me. Bet you love my cock inside you, huh kitten?” He moaned in your ear, the sounds of his grunting and panting flooding your senses. You just frantically nodded your head, words failing you at the moment. He started pounding harder into you, his hand trailing between your bodies, suddenly toying with your clit.

You let out a choked noise, you fingers carding in his hair. . His head dropped into the crook of your neck, his movements relentless. You felt your pussy tighten around his cock, your orgasm approaching for the third time that night.  “P-peter! I-I’m gonna…!” you moaned out, wanting nothing more than to cum. “I know, gorgeous. Me too. C-come for me, (Y/N).Cum, now.”  His words sent you over the edge, your grip on his hair tightened as you screamed out his name. He followed you into bliss, your name falling off his lips like a prayers.

When you both came off of your highs, you shakily un-wrapped your legs around his waist, you almost falling to the ground in the process. Peter caught you in time, and picked you up bridal style, before carrying you over the bed. He laid you down on top of the bed before lying down next to you. You turned to get comfortable, sleep almost consuming you, before you felt Peter wrap an arm around your waist, pulling your body against his.

He leaned over and placed a gently kiss on your forehead. “I love you, my little Lost Girl.” He whispered, his hands playing with your hair as a way to lull you to sleep. You smiled sleepily, before replying “I love you too, Peter.” Sleep quickly took over your mind, his motions soothing you. Peter smiled at your sleeping form, wondering just how he got so lucky to have you in his life.

Dangerous Curiosity

Request from Anon:  this is a request maybe for later idk!!!! a one-shot where pan gets ahold of Pandora’s box, hearing of the powerful being inside, aka the reader, who’s been trapped for many thousand years….desire and fascination ensue….

Note: Not sure if this is exactly what anon had in mind but I hope you all enjoy it :)

Peter Pan x Evil!Reader

Words: 1642

Warnings: A little bit of violence and some smutty behaviour. (Last GIF used in this piece should probably be classed as NSFW)

Disclaimer: None of the GIFs used are mine. All credit goes to their creators <3

Pandora’s box. An item that had held so much mystery behind it for centuries, maybe even going on millennia, and a source of unimaginable power that drove even the kindest people to end the lives of anyone who prevented them from obtaining it. Yet even now there was no written record of anyone having witnessed the being that lay trapped inside of it. So many people had tried to discover it but each one of them had failed in their attempts.

“Peter…..”

An incredible source of power and it had chosen to end up in the hands of the King of Neverland himself…..Peter Pan. Of course he would believe that he had managed to come across the box himself but that wasn’t how it worked…the being that resided within in chose who ‘found’ them very carefully. If they were to end up in the wrong hands then all hell could break loose. No, only those who were deemed ‘worthy’ enough had the chance to feel the heaviness of the box in their hands and should they manage to keep it in their possession long enough their eyes would soon behold what lay inside.

Someone was yet to accomplish that task and Pan was determined that it was going to be him.

“Peter Pan…..”

Every time the box was within his grasp he heard the angelic voice calling out to him, increasing his curiosity in the ancient artefact, but right now as he sat by the flickering flames of the campfire the voice was speaking out to him more and more. His sharp green eyes were transfixed on the markings that decorated it as he wondered just how he was going to get it to open for him.

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✨ H.A.T.E  ✨


Peter Pan Imagine

Author: Joi A. Wade

Tagged: @tmrhollandkay

Requested: Yes,  Hi, can I get one where Pan & the reader are in HS and they don’t really get along but Pan always trys ti seduce her. Pan and the lost boys have a costume party and the reader dresses up as a sexy maid and Pan takes her to go to his room and smut.

Warnings: Swearing | smut | long | greaser!Pan | soc!reader

Summary: H.A.T.E = Having All These Emotions.

The word hate is a very well known word in the English language. Some say it’s rather strong, some say it’s something unnecessary to express. It’s avoidable; it’s easy to spread like a disease, it’s also just another four letter word that is shared among people. For this situation, it’s mainly between two.

Y/n L/n was one of the richest girls in town. 17 year old honors student, with a 4.0 average, and killer good looks next to her fabulous brain. Almost every girl wanted to be her friend, and for those who didn’t just bathed in their pool of, you guessed it, hatred.

Peter Pan was one of the baddest greasers in town. 18 going on 19, still a junior in high school, holding on to his 3.0 average for deal life (not really) and also killer good looks that could get any girl below his grade to swoon over him. 

The senior girls that he was supposed to be in the same grade with, didn’t want anything to do with him or his gang.

Including Y/n. 

But, that didn’t stop this greaser from flirting with her any chance he got. Every guy wanted nothing to do with him, thanks to his reputation, and for those who did? Good luck to them.

Y/n and Peter never got along since the day they met. The first day of high school, an awkward year for the both of them all started off with their orientation in the school’s gym. 

It was going fine, until a certain someone who was still on his childish side, decided to pull another certain someone’s skirt down right in front of everyone after the ceremony. Showing off her white, virgin panties. In front of every freshman. 

Just think about it.

Picture it in your head.

Prepubescent boys. E V E R Y W H E R E.  All witnessing the vulnerability of young Y/n in the start of the year.

“Why can’t you just grow up, you dumb hood!” 

“Maybe, I don’t want to grow up! Why can’t you just take a joke!”

“I hate you, Peter Pan! Till the day I die, you’re nothing but gum underneath my shoe!” 

“Right back atcha, princess.” 

And thus, the hatred grew from that day on to three years today. 

Now coming back to the present, on a Friday evening in October, we find our main characters to be sitting on opposite sides of their study hall classroom, waiting for the day to finally end and be free for the weekend. The class room was already divided into their own cliques, from Socs, to Greasers, to Middle class, you name it. Everyone was where they belonged. But, of course, this wasn’t just any day. It happened to be October 31, Halloween night. And guess who just so happens to be planing a stellar party, for all to those willing to come? I’ll give you one guess.

“So, as you all may know, tonight is the night where the dead roam the streets.” Peter starts, rubbing his hands together, as he scanned the classroom. “And I’m also sure you know I am cautious of your safety, so everyone is welcome to crash and have shelter at my place this Halloween night.”

Snickers are heard from the greaser side, partly of what Peter said, and the other being because of their passed out study hall teacher, drooling all over his desk and papers. With a roll of her eyes, Y/n responds.

“Why would anyone wanna go to your dump of a house? If I wanted to spend my Friday night with trash, I’d spend my hours standing in Wendy’s closet.”

Said girl starts to laugh at the insult, only to then realize she was just insulted. “Hey!”

Peter chuckles at the witty tongue he hates so much. Every time she opens her mouth, it’s an endless cycle of sarcasm and bitchiness. Leaning on a desk, he places his hands in his leather jacket, resting them just below his armpits.

“No one said you had to come, princess. I’m sure mommy and daddy don’t want you out past eight anyways. Wouldn’t want you damaging that pretty grade of yours, right next to that pretty face.”  Now the whole greaser side howled with laughter and ‘oohs’. Y/n scowls in anger, rolling her eyes yet again, ignoring his comment. “Aw, what’s the matter? Run out of things to say?”

“No. Just thought I’d give your brain a break, I mean, this is probably the most words I’ve ever heard you speak without stuttering like an idiot, or shrinking your vocabulary to one of a kindergartner’s. Tell me, grease, can you spell ‘damaging’?” Getting no response this time, Y/n only smirks, this time her side of the room laughing at his. “Just to humor you, because I guarantee no Socs are going if I’m not, I’ll come to your little party tonight.”

With a raise of his eyebrow, Peter licks his lips slowly, relaxing his hands and walking over to their side of the room. Two Socs that sat next to Y/n were quick to stand, blocking him from getting any closer. Having a silent stare down, Y/n places hands on their shoulders, smiling sweetly as she told them she could handle herself. Oh, the curve of her lips only made his blood boil. Not to mention how easily she could coax any man with just one curl of them, as they sat back down without protest.

“You sure a pretty little thing like you, can handle a party like mine? There are no rules, no limitations.”

“Ooh, big word, Pan,” He rolls his eyes at her comment, already bored with the conversation. “But, you’d be surprised what a ‘pretty little thing’, like me, can handle.”

“Care to give me an example, princess?” He asks, taking only a small step closer to her, his eyelids falling slightly as well as his voice. This sent chills through her body, but she’d rather die than let him see that it did. Never breaking eye contact, everyone around them waited for someone to make the next move. 

Until the bell rang. 

Everyone got up from their seats, the teacher practically falling out of his chair at the sudden wake up call, as the school day was finally over.

Inhaling sharply, Y/n drops eye contact first, taking her bag that Wendy held out for her, looking up at the tall boy one last time. “In your dreams, grease.”

“Rich girl.”

“Prick.”

“Bitch.”

“Oh, real mature.” She glares, turning with her chin high in the air as if she won that fight. With a slight shake of his head, he signals his gang that it was time to leave, heading out to maybe steal some beers and cigs on the way back to his house. While walking, the youngest of the group spoke up to his leader.

“Why’re you and her always fighting,” Henry asks. “She’s a real nice girl, why you gotta pick at her all the time, man?”

“Simple. We hate each other.” Peter shrugs, adjusting the collar of his jacket.

“Now y’all don’t, it’s obvious you wanna fuck each other. Just both of your prides are too big for one of you to go for it. It’s cliche, Pan. The rich girl wanting to be with the bad boy because her parents are against it. She wants you, she’s just making you work for it.” Tiger Lily nudges him with her elbow, while twirling her switch blade in the other hand.

“And what makes you so sure?”

“Tiger’s middle class, Pan, and yet she hangs with us all the time instead of them. Because…” Felix drew out, inquiring for Pan to finish his sentence for him.

“I ain’t stupid, I know what you mean. But, you’re different, Tiger Lily. You’re like one of the guys, it’s easy for you to adapt and be like us. But, Y/n? A whole different story.”

“Hm. Well, plus I’m a girl. I can see the signs of want from a mile away, and she is dripping for you.”

“Okay, now you’re just being weird.” Peter shoves her playfully, Henry shaking his head, not satisfied with his answer. “Look, tonight if she drops her attitude with me, then so will I. But, until then, I hate her fucking guts.” 

Meanwhile, on the richer side of town, Y/n wandered around the costume store, in a dilemma with ‘which outfit would be perfect’ for this said occasion. Not just any Halloween costume will do, she needed something that will really catch…a certain someone’s attention.

“No. No. No. God, this is a definite no. This is so stupid, how hard could it be to find a decent costume?” Y/n groans loudly, Wendy only giggling at her frustration.

“Well, you are looking on the day of Halloween. You’re a little late on getting decent, let alone anything at all. I’m just going as a cat; drawing whiskers on my face and buying this tail and cat ears. See? Simple and I don’t have to spend a lot.”

“Uh, you’re so cheap.”

Wendy glares at her head, grumbling to herself while her arms were crossed like a child would do. “At least I’m not trying to impress a greaser.”

“Excuse me? Who says I’m trying to impress that delinquent?”

“It’s so obvious! The sexual tension between you two is so suffocating, I can barely stand it any longer! One day I’m gonna get you drunk off your ass and lock you in a room with him-”

“[Gasp] This is perfect!” She exclaims, finally finding an outfit she likes in the very back of a rack. “Sexy maid! It’s ironic because his place will most likely be filthy. Now what were you saying about a room and ass or something?”

Sighing heavily, Wendy just grabs Y/n’s arm, dragging her to the register. 

“You’re so oblivious, it hurts.”

The sun was finally setting, and the street lights had finally cut on. Halloween night was something the troublemakers all over the town looked forward to, that and Pan’s parties. Halloween and end of the year parties were his specialties, filled with one night stands, hangovers, and wild memories to tell your grand-babies someday. Once the clock hit 10, everyone was piling into Peter’s place, for those who don’t get to be inside due to space, had most of the party outside, the backyard or on his neighbors lawn instead. Luckily where he lived, everyone was cool with everyone on the block, so there were no worries on horny teenagers grinding on each other on their front lawn. As long as it stopped by 2 AM.

Y/n and her large group of Socs make there way inside, all dressed up in their costumes, ready to have a good time. Readjusting the tight costume that felt like it was covering not a damn thing, Y/n took a look around. The music was blasting, the room already reeking of alcohol, and bodies upon bodies were pressed up against one another. Wendy tugs on her arm, pointing to the dance floor.

“Let’s go dance, this is my song!”

“I am not dancing up on greaser trash!” She shouts over the music, “You go ahead, find a guy, hook up, I don’t care! I’m going to get a drink!”

Giving her a thumbs up in response, Wendy disappears into the crowd. Y/n finally makes her way over to the drink table, filling her red cup with what she suspected to be just beer. Taking a huge gulp of the liquid, the burning in her throat confirmed her suspicion. It went down horribly the first time, but after her third cup, she was starting to loosen up and bob to the beat of the song.

Swaying her hips from side to side, she barely noticed a mixed group of middle class and greaser boys staring in her direction. One being bold enough to approach her came up from behind her, pressing his front to her back, helping her sway to the motion a little better. Turning her head to see who it was, she sneered.

“Get your hands off me.” 

“Aw come on, baby, let’s just have a little fun~”

“I’ll give you to the count of three. Last warning.” 

The stranger leans in to whisper in her ear, only getting half of his sentence out until he was dragged away by a couple of Peter’s friends. Not too long, Peter replaced his spot, his hands gripping her waist tightly, keeping her pressed against him, holding her still.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?”

Y/n growls slightly, the sound sending a pleasant feeling straight down to his manhood, but the anger of seeing another guy touch her was clouding over that feeling. Turning herself around, she was quick to push him off. 

“Fuck off, Pan. I’m here to have a good time, not waste it fighting with you.”

“Well then stop the search, because the ‘good time’ is right in front of you. What’s more fun then spending the night with the host of this sick party?”

“Avoiding him.” 

Y/n was about to walk away, only for her arm to be tugged right back. Groaning inwardly, she was about to give him another snarky comeback, only for the look on his face to wipe that idea completely. He looked troubled, almost uncertain of something. 

“Follow me.” 

“What part of ‘avoiding him’ did you not understand-”

“Please, love.” 

Now this caught her off guard. Him, Peter Pan, the ruthless greaser that didn’t ask nicely, and took what he wanted, was begging her? Oh, she was definitely about to use this against him later. But, for now. 

“Fine.” 

Peter Pan Imagine - “How’d You Like Your First Taste Of Darkness?”

Peter Pan gets you to darken your heart against your will.

- Peter Pan x Reader

- Fandom: Once Upon A Time

- Warnings: violence, light cussing, intimacy

~

“Pan, don’t,” I pleaded, grabbing his arm as he attempted to walk away.

“(Y/n), don’t even try,” Pan snapped. “I hate all these dirty pirates coming to my island thinking they own the place. They need to be taught a lesson.” He freed his arm of my grasp. “And one day you’ll understand that.”

“No, I won’t,” I contradicted. “I will never understand your senseless violence. How you think fighting others is fun. How you kill for sport!”

Pan only shrugged. “Then you don’t have to participate. Stay here if you want. Be the girl that you are, afraid to get even a little bit of blood on your hands. But mark my words, (y/n). Living on Neverland, living with me, your heart won’t stay pure and red forever.”

“Can’t you at least give them a warning first?” I tried desperately.

“Where’s the fun in that? Besides, pirates don’t listen to warnings,” Pan scoffed. “You should know that by now.” He backed away, yanking his knife from its sheath. “Lost Boys! Let’s go have some fun!”

At that they all took off into the forest hooting and hollering, weapons raised, rushing past Pan, who stood there grinning like a proud father. “See?” he said. “Look how excited they are. Look how wild they are. Here on Neverland, it’s kill or be killed. The pirates will learn that soon enough.” He chuckled lightly, before his expression darkened. “And you will too. Sooner than later.” (gif)

“I will never—” I cut myself off as Pan suddenly disappeared into thin air. Gone, just like that. Stupid magic. I wanted to scream in frustration, but just loudly groaned instead. The sounds of my campmates cheering and whooping their excitement faded into the distance the farther they ran. I stood there, alone in Pan’s now empty camp, helpless to stop the many deaths that would happen today on the hands of the Lost Boys, justified by Pan’s way of thinking that shedding blood was fun.


A few days later, I was by a stream, getting a refreshing drink with cupped hands. I splashed some water on my arms and behind my neck to help cool off from the sticky humidity of the jungle we called home.

Suddenly, someone screaming “help!” erupted close by. I shot up, alarmed, and quickly pulled my dagger from its sheath. What in the world…?

“Help!” This time he sounded more panicked.

I rushed towards the sound without a second thought, knowing one of us Lost Boys was in trouble. I raced through the thick undergrowth, swerving trees and taking many thorns whipping across my legs. The commotion grew closer. The boy continued shouting for help as I burst into a small clearing and saw Devin struggling with a large, ragged, beefy man—a pirate! I could tell by the looks of him. Devin was holding up the pirate’s wrist above his head, in which a knife was gripped in the man’s hand. If Devin faltered, this pirate’s knife would sink into his head.

“(Y/n)!” Devin yelled desperately as he saw me. “(Y/n)!”

With no hesitation, I lunged forward and barreled into the pirate, thrusting him away from Devin. The pirate’s knife slashed me across the shoulder and I gasped at the pain, before stabbing my dagger into his side.

He let out a shriek and stumbled backwards with it still in his body. He twisted the handle then pulled it out—I grimaced at the pain I know it must’ve caused, before realization came over me. Shit! Now he had two weapons and I had none.

I took the few steps backwards that brought me to Devin’s side, relieved that he at least had a spear. The pirate rushed at us, bellowing, and Devin and I both ran opposite directions. The pirate went after me, either because I’m the one who stabbed him, or because I had nothing to defend myself with. I took off blindly into the trees, panic surging through me.

I ran as fast as my legs could carry me; adrenaline giving me extra speed. I made the split-second decision to head towards camp. There, the pirate would be way outnumbered and we could easily take him down.

I ran through the thick trees like an expert compared to the blundering man behind me, and the distance between us grew bigger with each step I took. I was used to the forest, he obviously wasn’t, and that gave me the advantage.

Very abruptly and very unexpectedly, my legs were whipped out from under me by literally nothing and I slammed into the ground. The surprise and impact of the fall knocked the wind out of my chest and left me dazed for a moment.

Just as I flipped myself onto my back, the pirate was on top of me. I screamed as the knife sliced down my collarbone and I writhed beneath him, vainly trying to free myself. Our struggle consisted of me trying my best to knee him and get up while also holding his arms away from me so I wasn’t cut with the knives. But this man was big and heavy and strong, he was on top of me, he had the weapons, and it was no doubt he now had the advantage.

I don’t know how but I managed to knock one of the knives out of his hands. Now all he had was my dagger, in which he raised high above his head to plunge into my neck. I ferociously grabbed his wrists just as he brought them down, straining to keep them up. The tip of the blade was just a millimeter above my throat.

The pirate bared all his weight forward to try and push the dagger into my neck. My arms trembled with the effort to hold the blade up, and I knew within moments my arms would collapse and I’d be a goner. I cried out for help, my heart pounding and my arms burning.

“This is for my crew!” he roared, spit flying from his mouth. “My crew! You slaughtered them all! And now it’s my turn to show no mercy!”

“That wasn’t me!” I gasped, almost on the verge of tears as I barely kept my own dagger from ending my life. “I had nothing to do with that!” My arms began to shake with the effort to hold his up; three more seconds and they’d give out.

Abruptly, the pirate was shoved off me, toppled over by another person, and they both crashed to the ground. Devin!

I gasped for breath, laying there in shock and exhaustion for only a second, but I didn’t give myself time to regain my strength. I scrambled to my feet to see the pirate and Devin wrestling for dominance, crushing foliage in their wake. I spotted my dagger lying in the grass—the pirate must’ve accidentally let it go when Devin smashed into him, just my luck.

I rushed for the dagger but tripped back onto the ground in my haste and exhaustion. Scrabbling onto my feet again, I grabbed my dagger and whipped around. To my horror, the pirate was now on top of Devin, choking the life out of him. Devin uselessly clawed at the man’s hands, making terrible choking noises while his face turned blue with suffocation.

“No!” Screaming a battle cry, I brought my dagger down into the pirate’s back, right into his heart. He immediately released his hold on Devin, who loudly sucked in air. The pirate’s eyes widened in shock, his face contorting in agony. I twisted the blade, then wrenched it free. His mouth gaped and he fell onto his side with a thump. His body stilled, never to move again.

Devin pulled himself away from the now dead man, heaving and coughing for breath. I flopped onto the ground, stunned, my vision blurring for a second. I really just killed someone. I just killed a person!

“Thank you,” Devin spluttered, rubbing his neck.

I shook my head, unable to process what just happened. I became aware of my wounds; a cut on my shoulder and a cut on my collarbone, both trickling blood that stained my shirt red and stung like fire.

“He just came out of no where and attacked me,” Devin continued.

“I can’t believe I did that.” I finally said. “I-I killed him.”

“He would’ve killed us if he had the chance,” Devin pointed out hoarsely.

“I just murdered someone,” I breathed, as if I hadn’t just heard Devin’s good reasoning.

“Congrats.”

Devin and I both jumped at the new voice; I turned my head to see Pan standing there, casually leaned against a tree with his arms crossed. A smirked dangled on his lips, his godly eyebrows arched with relish. “How’d you like your first taste of darkness?”

What?” I wheezed, rising to my feet. “How long have you been there?”

“I saw it all.” Pan grinned. (gif) “You fought well, (y/n). I knew you would.”

Anger boiled in my chest. “Why didn’t you help?” I demanded. “He almost killed me! The dagger almost plunged into my throat!”

“But it didn’t,” Pan said.

“And what do you mean ‘I knew you would?’“ I spat, my mind reeling as the unbelievable dawned on me. “Did you…did you set this up?”

“So what if I did?” he walked forward. “Anyways, I asked you a question,” he went on. “How did you like your first taste of darkness, (y/n)?”

“You set this up,” I snarled. Emotions coursed through me: hurt, betrayal, rage. “When I fell…that was you, wasn’t it? You made me fall with your damned magic so he could catch up to me, didn’t you?”

Pan’s reply was a smug grin, which in other words, meant ‘damn right’. That was enough to make anger take over my actions. I shoved him against a tree with my dagger to his throat. “How could you?”

He only smiled and laughed. “There it is! Your fire. I like your fire.” (gif)

“(Y/n), back off him,” Devin warned.

“No, no, it’s fine,” Pan still smiled widely. “I like where this is going.”

“How can you defend him?” I looked at Devin like he had two heads. “You could’ve been killed too!”

“But I wasn’t,” Devin reminded me.

“How are you not even the slightest bit angry?” I asked, bewildered. I took my gaze off him and returned it to Pan, who was watching me like a hawk would watch a mouse.

“I’m alive, aren’t I?” Devin said. “If Pan set this up, who am I to judge? What’s done is done.”

There was no point in trying to argue some sense into Devin. He and the other Lost Boys basically worshiped the ground Pan walked on. So it was no wonder Devin isn’t upset about this like I am. I held Pan’s stare a moment longer—my expression was fiery, hurt, his was amused. He was enjoying every second of this, even with my dagger at his throat. Disgusted, I yanked it away from his neck and backed off him.

“Do you realize what you’ve done?” I seethed, unable to bring myself to look at the dead pirate lying just a few feet from us. This would haunt me forever.

“I know exactly what I’ve done,” Pan assured. “And it turned out exactly the way I wanted it to, too.”

“You’re a monster.” My hand trembled as I slipped my dagger back into its sheath. “You made me end someone’s life. That’s not okay! This isn’t just some game, Peter!” I only called him Peter when I was really angry, and he knew it.

“You’re not getting it, are you?” he growled. (gif)

“What is there to get?” I glared at him furiously. “You’re a fucking asshole. This..this is like the biggest sin of all sins…this is murder. Oh god, I-I’m a murderer now…”

Pan looked at Devin, waving his hand in dismissal. As Devin left, Pan grabbed my arm and before I could pull myself away we were engulfed by thick green smoke. When it cleared, we were in a completely different part of the jungle, across the island from where we were standing just moments ago.

“What the hell, Peter?” I took a step away from him, looking around in dismay.

“You want to bring up sins?” he said. “Here on Neverland, the rules are different. Murdering isn’t considered a sin. It’s considered fun.” He lowered his chin, arching an eyebrow and smirking. “But sinning can be fun too.”

Pan suddenly disappeared and reappeared right behind me, his body so close to mine I could feel his body heat. My heart started to beat faster as I tried not to show how intimidated I was by how close we were. His breath was warm on my ear as he leaned forward and said quietly, “I can show you what fun really is, (y/n). I’ll show you sinning.”

He brushed a strand of my hair behind my ear then began kissing my neck.