peter pan and his lost boys

masterlist

A FIRST APOLOGY
you fight with peter and things turn nasty

THE LAGOON
p
eter brings you somewhere special

AN OPPORTUNITY LOST
y
ou attempt to stick it to pan

FINALLY HOME
y
ou find something you’ve always searched for

ASTHMA
asthma attack during a game

HUNGRY
(self-starving trigger warning)

LOST BOY
you reflect on how you came to be with the boy you love

A GAME
you’re modern and clever, and pan can’t take it

MORNING TICKLES
fluff between you and pan

REUNITED
pan is your father and it’s been a while

A SMALL SURPRISE
you took a pregnancy test

A SMALL SURPRISE PT. II
a continuation

NEVERLAND’S QUEEN
with a prophecy and little time, pan searches for his queen

FOUND AND LOST // SMUT
you travel to the underworld with the heroes

DANGEROUS WOMAN
(song inspired) you show pan your inner wild child

PORN MISHAP // SMUTTY
you see something you never thought you would

SHOWER SITUATION // SMUTTY
sexy, naked pan and you have no idea what to do

SWEET MISCOMMUNICATION
love is declared and there’s some angst (happy ending)

OWED KISSES
pan’s trying to cash in a kiss

LOVE ME BACK
(pan’s perspective) i’m in love with you

LOVE ME BACK PT. II
(pan’s perspective) a continuation; smut implication

DRUNK
you get sloshed and pan takes care of you

PERIOD
it’s your first month on neverland and mother nature calls

ANGRY SMUT // SMUT
angry, plotless smut with peter

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. 

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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.”

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 :)

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.

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.

All Along the Watchtower - 12x23 (and 12x22) and Circular Narrative Structure

An entity with yellow eyes enters a nursery:

1x01(Azaezel Prince of Hell over Sam’s crib)

and 12x23 (Jack the Nephilim, son of Lucifer and Kelly)

A woman dies in a nursery:

1x01 (Mary Winchester burns on the ceiling)

and 12x23 (Kelly Kline dies in a blaze of light giving birth to Jack)

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anonymous asked:

That hard concentrated look on his face while he's drinking just does something for me. Like imagining him getting a bit serious with you after all your teasing and he's just giving you that look that tells you 'just wait till we get back to the room'...

Punishment

A/N: This blurb involves consensual spanking.  If you are not comfortable with that, please do not continue.

Pub nights went one of two ways with Niall and his friends.  Sometimes they were long, drawn out affairs where pints were nursed and conversation was low and easy.  More often than not though, they were frenetic affairs that quickly devolved into drinking games, and general debauchery.  You’d become accustomed to dealing with Niall and his gaggle of “lads”, once referring to them as “my own lost boys”.  Niall had wrapped his arm around you and with a lopsided grin corrected your assessment. “No no love, haven’t you seen Twitter? Louis is Peter Pan, not me.”  You’d shoved his chest lightly and rolled your eyes at him. “You’re right babe”, you nodded sagely, “you’re more like Tinkerbell.”  Niall had scowled deeply and spent the rest of the night pouting into his drink while . It hadn’t helped that Bressie was out with you that night and repeatedly picked Niall up by the scruff of his coat and shook him while yelling “Where’s tha fairy dust, Chief?”

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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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✨ 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.” 

I’ve been meaning to do this for a while so have some Disney movie hcs cuz both Voltron and Disney will always own my ass (shout-out to @angst-in-space @kryandr and @leo-lance for giving me some good suggestions and just screaming about these with me in general)

  • Lance’s all-time fave Disney movie was the Little Mermaid and he always belted out ‘Part Of Your World’ in the shower every night
    • Pidge: well at least it’s not “Let It Go”
    • Lance does get kind of offended that no one else thinks this movie is the best Disney movie
  • Lance and Hunk would cry over the Fox and the Hound every time they watched it as kids
  • Coran, Lance, and Hunk all loved the Emperor’s New Groove
  • Keith loved Beauty and the Beast, Zootopia, Oliver and Company, and the Rescuers
    • he also was the one kid who remembered and loved the Rescuers Down Under (it’s because of Shiro tbh)
  • Shiro was the one who introduced Keith to Disney movies
    • the Lion King was Keith’s first Disney movie because that one was Shiro’s favorite; he cried watching it
    • Keith also cried watching Bambi and Dumbo
  • Shiro and Keith both loved Tarzan and Big Hero 6
    • Pidge loved Big Hero 6 too
  • Allura, Lance, and Keith loved Peter Pan
    • Especially Allura and Keith; they both loved it for the adventure
    • Allura loves Peter Pan because all the magic and fantasy reminds her of her childhood and of how much she misses being a kid
    • Meanwhile, Keith gets sad watching Peter Pan because of the Lost Boys being abandoned by their parents
  • Pidge loved the Great Mouse Detective and Black Cauldron
    • Listen, she DEFINITELY was the kid who loved all of the underrated/obscure Disney films, especially the ones from the 70s and 80s
    • She would watch those kind of movies with Matt late at night
  • Pidge and Hunk bonded over Robin Hood
  • Keith and Pidge bonded over Meet the Robinsons
  • Hunk, Lance, and Keith all loved Hercules
  • Hunk adored Princess and the Frog
    • New Orleans jazz aesthetic is HIS aesthetic
  • Hunk was the kid who loved the older Disney classics a lot
    • His favorites were Lady and the Tramp and Cinderella
    • He likes Snow White if only for the songs; he sings ‘Whistle While You Work’ whenever he’s fixing something in the castle
  • Hunk absolutely loved the Jungle Book
    • He and Lance watched it so many times together as kids that they broke the videotape
    • He introduced the movie to Coran, who immediately loved it 
    • they both sing all the songs together whenever they’re working in the castle
  • Shiro was definitely the 90s Disney movie geek
    • He had all the 90s original OSTs on CD
    • He was obsessed with the Tarzan OST and Phil Collins for the longest time
  • Allura loved Mulan, Tangled, and Alice in Wonderland
    • She likes Cinderella too; she watched it with the mice the first time around
    • She and the mice have tried re-enacting some scenes from the movie
    • She isn’t the biggest fan of Sleeping Beauty but she does sing “Once Upon a Dream” whenever she’s alone
  • Allura and Lance loved Aladdin
  • Coran and Allura loved Atlantis
    • Shiro was the one who first showed them that movie
  • Coran and Lance sometimes sing some popular Disney songs together as duets
    • like “Be Our Guest” and “Kiss the Girl”
  • One time, Coran and Hunk blasted “Can You Feel the Love Tonight” in front of Keith and Lance. Take that how you will ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
  • Everyone unanimously loved the Lion King, Treasure Planet, and Lilo and Stitch. No contest
    • Sometimes, when things feel too slow in the castle or everyone is too tired from saving the world, they would hold a late night movie marathon and would watch these three films
    • The ultimate comfort movies for the space fam 
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?
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.

Keep reading

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.

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“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.

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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Hello... sorry to bother but could you rec some sweet and cute yoonseok fics? (Length doesn't really matter) I'm feeling down and my internet is horrible I can't search anything on Google 😭 thank you in advance if you do... I love your blog so much!!!

Peter Pan and the Lost Boy by wicked_lovely (6,323)

Hoseok is cast as Peter Pan in the school play, and all he wants is someone to practice his lines with. Little did he know, he would find his own lost boy this way.

Medicated by sixtieshairdo (1,893)

As they were not allowed to have their mobile phones with them while attending a music show, they were only aware of the stream of ridiculous tweets Yoongi had posted only after the show ended, which led him to frantically worry that Yoongi had gotten himself drunk from their stash of alcohol in the house. Yoongi had not only taken photos of their televised performance and posted them with random captions, he’d also insisted that he loved them all twice, but the icing of the cake was his tweet that he was washing cherry tomatoes, ending it with his iconic Cypher part 3 closing line, “chop chop chop”.

The others had simultaneously groaned and cackled upon reading Yoongi’s tweet-vomit, but Hoseok was out of his mind worried that the stubborn little fool had gotten sick from alcohol poisoning and that he’d find Yoongi lying in a pool of sick once they entered their house.

He didn’t find Yoongi surrounded by his vomit on his bed. In fact, he didn’t find Yoongi on his bed at all.

The Still Point (Of The Turning World) by inkingbrushes (74,943)

Because Yoongi doesn’t know how this started, or how this will end, but he knows this simple fact: he knows that there is a love between them that is much fiercer than the burning sun. There is that love then, and there is that love now, and surely there will be that same love the next time.

(Or: the one where they’re reincarnated over and over again and Yoongi meets a different version of Hoseok every time but Yoongi is the only one that remembers.)

selene, interrupted at his music by jellyprince (tricycleamoving) (1,516)

“I want to look for my mother.” Yoongi blurts out. The weight of his choker suddenly feels more obvious, the crescent moon pendant heavy at the hollow of his throat.

In which Yoongi is a son of Selene, and Hoseok is the son of Dionysus that keeps him grounded.

Bright Light by signifying_nothing (6,288)

in which yoongi’s ridiculousness is hilarious, until it isn’t anymore.

Bitter & Sweet by soranosuzu (10,021)

Yoongi has been going to the same coffee shop every day for over a year now. He enjoys everything about his morning routine until Hoseok shows up and turns everything upside down. (In which Hoseok is a barista and Yoongi is a salty little shit)

color ring by jisoos (1,178)

hoseok swears he’s going to strangle his soulmate the second he meets him because are you serious? mint green? who the hell dyes their hair mint green? au where your hair changes color whenever your soulmate changes theirs.

And all this devotion (I never knew at all) by inkingbrushes (8,574)

Maybe Yoongi is actually really kind of fucking gone for his best friend.

(Also: Hoseok can’t sit on a secret for very long because he’s terrible at keeping secrets, which is only ironic because he loves Yoongi, too, and Yoongi hasn’t figured it out yet.)

Assembly Required by idyllicblue (6,851)

Hoseok finally moves out to live on his own but is all thumbs when it comes to putting furniture together. Thank god for a certain mint haired Ikea employee.

a question of luck by bazooklets (bazooka) (4,654)

It all started, Hoseok was pretty sure, when he was in his last year of college - and his body had gone on strike after way too many years of abusing it through cram school and tests and all nighters to finish papers at the last minute. It all started when he’d had six hours of sleep over five days and fell into bed and stared at the ceiling. It all started, Hoseok was pretty damn sure, with The Guy.

In which Hoseok has insomnia, and Yoongi has a really really nice voice.

A Pirate's Life For Me

Summary: The reader, a pirate on Captain Jones’ ship, sets foot on the island with her crew, and is met with and unexpected surprise.

 It was early in the morning when the crew first spotted the island. The coral sun was rising over the horizon, and the seagulls screeched their morning song. I had just woken up and began my morning chores. But when one of my mates cried out “Land ‘ho!”, I dropped the mop and ran to the side of the ship. 

From all the terrible stories I had heard from Hook about the evil Peter Pan and the dangerous island of Neverland, this was not what I had expected. The island was big and filled with lush green palm trees and sparkling sand. It looked like something out of a dream. My trance was immediately broken by the command of Killian.

 “Alright! I have set up a meeting with Pan in one of the island’s lagoons. We will meet, discuss and then leave on our next voyage. In this lagoon,we will be surrounded by dense jungle, and swarms of mermaids who are willing to drag you down into the sea and never bring you back up. Everyone needs to be one the lookout.” This little speech arose a cheer from the crew, but he held up his hand. “I will need a pirate to come on land with me. Y/n, ready yourselves for when we arrive.” I was nervous, yet thrilled. In all the time I had worked on this ship, Killian had always been overprotective of you. He treated you like a little sister, and had taught you all he knew about being a pirate. This was the first time he had allowed you to exit the ship. I stood up straight and tried to look tough as I walked back into my cabin. But as soon as I shut my door, I squealed. Grabbing my favorite leather satchel, I placed my knife, canteen, and some bandages inside. I decided to grab a loaf of bread and fruit as well, just in case.

 Making my way back up to the deck, I watched as the crew threw down the anchor and stairs. I looked upon the shore, and saw a face of a boy about my age. This couldn’t be Pan, I thought, He was supposed to be evil and menacing. But from where I stood, he looked innocent, and, and gorgeous. I waited for Killian to make the first steps off the ship and towards the island, before I followed.

 Glancing behind me back at the ship, I stepped onto the island. The sand felt soft and squishy, even under my shoes. We approached Pan, and he surveyed us all up and down. As his eyes landed on me, I saw a faint hint of a smile. I would have blushed under normal circumstances, but I needed to look like a pirate, scowl and all.

 “Hello there, Captain. I see you have acquired some new recruits” he said, again looking at me. His eyes seemed to hold a sinister look towards Killian, but when he looked at me, all I saw was kindness. “Have you brought what I sent for?” Killian grabbed a small velvet coin purse out from his jacket. 

 “There it is. And I believe whether or not I have gotten new recruits is none of your business.” Killian inched closer to me, until he stood next to me. He grabbed my hand and held it in his, which drew a laugh from Pan’s mouth. 

“Well, thank you for bring me this. Here is your reward.” Peter held a coin purse that looked almost identical to the one Killian had handed to him. Except, instead of holding the mysterious treasure, it held several gold coins.

 “Thank you” Killian nodded. “We must be off. I will expect your shadow to come around sooner or later with a new voyage to be made.” We turned around to head back to the crew.

 Suddenly, Pan appeared in front of us, a mischievous smirk forming across his face.

 “I don’t think you will be going anywhere just yet. I have another offer to propose.” This time, instead of gold coins, he offered jewels. “I would like her” he said, pointing at me, “and I am willing to pay.” I grimaced at the thought, and Killian looked as if he wanted to punch someone- more than likely, Pan. 

“I’m sorry” I said, “but I am not a prize that you can just buy and expect to get and how dare you-” I was cut off by Killian.

“Y/n is not something I am willing to trade. The deal was I brought you the treasure, you give me the money. That is it.” Killian drew his sword from it’s sheath, preparing for a battle I believed would not come. He stepped protectively in front of me, but I pushed him to the side. I could take care of myself! Especially against a boy in green tights.  Pan’s smirk seemed to grow wider after seeing this, and he brought his fingers to his lips, producing a loud whistle. 

“Boys, attack!!”

I hope you guys enjoyed A Pirate’s Life For Me! I was thinking of making a part two, so if you would like to  see it or send me any other requests, message me! And be sure to follow my new blog, @skylars-little-world xoxox

Peter Pan Imagine\I haven’t done it yet

You soon realize Peter hasn’t done “it” yet…

Warnings: Smut,cursing,virginity

You lay down with Peter just like every other night, it was date night so the lost boys were put to bed and it was just you and him.

You two were laughing the night away, telling jokes and stories, same old stuff but it never got boring with him.

“That joke was not funny.” he said 

“Shut up it totally was!” pushing him and he laughs

You loved his laugh, it brought you happiness, and made you feel warm inside

You kiss him and he kisses you back

“What was that for?” he asked

“Just because.” you said  as you smiled

“Well why thank you love.” he said

“Can we play a game?” you asked

“Like what?” he said a little taken back

“Like charades!” you almost yelled

“Charades?” he cocked a brow, smiling

“Please Peter…” you begged

“Fine fine, but you’re going first” he said

You guys played for about 30 minutes

“I feel like I’m dating a little girl.” he said

You pouted at that “Hey!”

“Oh I’m joking love.” he smiles

“Well it wasn’t funny.”  you folded your arms

“Hey hey hey, cm’ere, “ he said heavily.

Which made you giggle and feel warm inside

He grabbed you and put you on the bed with him and gave you a kiss, with that you kissed him back.

“Okay okay , let’s continue this horrid game.” Peter joked

“Actually Peter, I was kinda wondering..” you mumbled the rest

“We what? Did you want to do something else?” he asked

‘“Maybe like you know, it”  you looked down

“Oh!” Peter made an o shape with his mouth “Listen love maybe we should get some rest now , it’s getting late.” 

“Why do you always do this?” You ask , a little irritated 

“Well…”

“Well what Peter?” you say

“It’s just that…” he starts to mumble as well

“Am I not pretty enough?” you start to doubt yourself

“NO! “ He almost shouts, “It’s not you, it’s never you love, it’s me.”

“Well what about you Peter?”

“I’m a virgin! There I said it!” he shouts

Your eyes are blank, you had no idea, the Peter Pan, was a virgin, you couldn’t believe it.

‘“I must sound like a complete loser.” he puts his head down

“Peter no.. it’s cute really.” you smiled

“It’s cute?” he said as his face expression turns into disgust

“Why haven’t you old me ?” you asked

“Because it was never a big deal love, we never had to talk about it, until now.” he said

“So what have you done?” you asked

“I just kissed love, kissed, held hands, that’s it.” he looks at you.

“Could we maybe ?” you ask

“What “it” tonight? Love I don’t know…”  he scratches his head

“Peter..” you start to whine

“Love it’s quite intimidating knowing you have and I haven’t” he confessed

“I understand.” you hold his hands and smile

“I mean I really like you Y/n,like a lot.” he holds your hand even tighter

“I like you too Peter, this is why I want to do … it.” you shrug.

Peter looks at you and smiles, you were so damn beautiful to him, your hair was messy, in a bun, you were wearing one of his shirts and your booty shorts. Sure he wanted you, and he could have you, and if you were willing to give it to him,he was done denying it, after all Peter Pan never fails.

“I mean, I guess we could…” he cocks a brow

“Really?” you smile

“Y-yeah.” he said a little intimidated

“Are you sure?” you asked

“I am love.” he looked you in your eyes, and you knew he was being hones, he was ready, and you were too.

You go to the door and lock it.

“Lights on or off?” you asked

“On ?” he questioned

“We’ll dim them.” you giggle

You get on top of him and start to kiss his neck

“Y/n you’ve been the best thing, in my life.” he said

You head shot up and looked at him, “Really?” 

“Yes love. Really.”

You kiss him and he tenses up, you could feel his arms and his muscles , you rest your hands on his arms, signaling it was okay, he looks at you with a smile, and a nod.

You kiss his neck and start to pull up his shirt, you take it off and oh my fuck.

He body was gorgeous, it just as you would imagine, he had abs and his stomach was so soft, you ran your fingers up and down, taking it all in, what a sight to see.

You kiss more down to his stomach and you saw his partner get hard, you smiled at that, as you start to un buckle his belt he started to tense up.

“Do you want to stop?” you asked

“No love I’m fine.” he took a deep breath

“Tell me if you want me to stop.” you say

He nods, he never told you, but he loved that you were in charge, sure he was king of Neverland, but the fact that you were doing everything, turned him on.

After his pants were off you quickly took off yours, and he looked at you in disbelief.

“No fucking way are you that perfect.” he says

“You giggle and start to straddle him.

You’re kissing him hardcore now, make out session.

You running your fingers through his hair, and Peter starts to rub his hands all over your body, and his partner starts to poke your stomach, you look at it, and you looked at him

“What?” he said in a tired sexy voice

“I just hope you want me as much as I want you.” you looked down

“Hey.” he lifted your chin up with his finger “I’ve always wanted you, from day one, that’s why I made you my one and only lost girl, no one, and I mean no one can take that title away from you, do you understand?” he looked deep into your eyes.

You nod, “ Yes Peter.” with a smile

With that you push him down so that he is laying on the bed, you star to kiss and suck his neck, getting moans out of him, which made you happy.

“Y/n…” he would moan your name, wanting you second by second

You grab his dick and let it slide into you

Peter moth opened wide and you never heard him moan so loud in your life, it was so fucking sexy.

You start to grind on his slowly so that he can adjust himself if he needs to, you see his face, it’in complete pleasure, the way he bites his lips, the way he is grabbing your hips, it’s all such a turn on.

You start to bonce up and down,on him, he starts to bite his finger

“Fuck Y/n..” he would say, making you feel confident

He would rub his hands all over your body, rub your tits and play with your nipples making them  hard, he sucked on them as well, getting moans out of you. He would grab your ass and smack it,getting yells and screams, it brought him pleasure.

“My turn.” he said as he flipped you over and started to pound you, fuck he was good for his first time, but what do you expect from Peter Pan?

You dug your nails into his arms, making him feel like he was doing right.

Peter sucked on your neck , leaving hickeys and what not, marking his territory.

“Peter I’m close.” you moan

“I am too, what do I do?” he asked

“You cum!” you yell

“In you?” he asked as he’s still pounding you

“Yes Peter FUCK!” you yell as you cum

He quickly goes faster but gets sloppier and then comes in you.

His hair was a mess, he had beads of sweat drip from his forehead, you wiped them off and kissed him

“I love you Y/n.” he tells you, still on top of you and in you

“I love you too Peter.” you smile

✨ H.A.T.E ✨

Peter Pan Imagine

One 

Author: Joi A. Wade

Tagged: @tmrhollandkay, @ casualcolorstarfish

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.,  Please make a second part to your Peter Pan fanfic! It’s really good and the cliffhanger is killing me! Also, I wouldn’t mind a smut, if you’re comfortable with writing that.. :) *slides out backdoor*,  Part 2 of H.A.T.E PLZZZZZ!?!?!?!, When is the second part of H.A.T.E coming out? I love your writing :),  When are u planning to update H.A.T.E.? 👀👀

Warnings: SWEARING | smut | long | greaser!Pan | soc!reader | cliffhang

Summary: H.A.T.E = Having All These Emotions. Y/n brings up a simple memory, only for it to open old wounds. 

Note: SCHOOL IS ALMOST OVER! ONE MORE DAY! I REPEAT! UNO! AND 2000 FOLLOWERS !! :) :) :) :)


“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.”

The two of them weaved through the crowd of horny, sweaty teenagers pretty easily. Nobody paying mind to who was who, thanks to the near pitch blackness of the area and the intoxication. Y/n, being grateful of this, sighed in relief once they’ve reached the couple steps into a hall; the last thing she wanted was to be seen following a greaser to a room. 

Going further down the hall, he stops in front of a door that Y/n assumed was his room (obviously). Opening it cautiously, Peter quickly pulls her inside, slamming it back and locking it right after. Raising an eyebrow at this, she coughs slightly. 

“Uh, you wanna tell me why you locked the door?” 

Without answer, Peter quickly grabs her by the wrist (rather roughly, mind you) and slams her back into the wooden surface. Wincing slightly, letting out a small squeak at the sudden chill down her back, Y/n stares up at him in shock. 

“What the hell is your-” 

Cutting her off was simple. With his lips crashing onto her in a heated embrace was enough to make her brain stop for only a moment. For once, she was speechless. Standing still was her panic mode, not moving her body nor her lips as Peter had her wrists held tightly in his hands, trapped against the door. Finally regaining consciousness, she doesn’t hesitate to knee him right where mother nature had blessed him. 

Grunting, he pulls his head away from hers, but not letting her wrists free. They both panted heavily, Y/n staring at him with a mixture of emotions, while his was scrunched in pain. Neither of them moved as he collected himself. Opening his eyes back up, Y/n could feel her throat run dry at the sight before her. They were no longer their warm, greenish tint. They looked dark, ferocious…hungry.  Shaking his head slightly, Peter let out the deepest chuckle she had ever heard, sending an instant heat wave down to the pit of her stomach and her knees to nearly give out. Whatever this feeling was, she hated it. 

“Shouldn’t have done that, princess.” He grins, “You’ll only make it rougher for yourself.” 

“Bite me.” She barks, not daring to show weakness. Slowly letting her wrists go, Peter places his hands on her hips, tugging her closer to where she was pressed up against him. Leaning in closely, he places soft kisses on the curve of her neck, almost earning a shiver from her. Almost. 

“Oh, darling. I plan on it~” 

Not missing a beat, Peter digs his teeth into what he pegged to be a sweet spot. He was correct. The small, but audible moan slipped passed her lips before she could even stop herself. Gripping onto his broad shoulders, Y/n tilts her head to the side to give more access as he has his way with her neck. Her pride was slowly being consumed by lust every passing second; the amount of sexual frustration they’ve built over the years was finally crashing down tonight. 

Peter lowers his hands to the back of her thighs, picking her up with slight struggle, still in pain from the kick just moments ago. Holding her up against the door for leverage, Y/n doesn’t hesitate to wrap her legs around his lean waist, one hand escalating to his brown locks, tugging every time he sucked a new hickey upon her skin. Soft sighs escaped her mouth, the slight taste of pleasure forcing her hips to have a mind of their own as Y/n started grinding up into his. Letting out a quiet moan of his own caught them both off guard, him pulling away from his assault on her neck to make eye contact once again. His lips now a shade of red drew Y/n’s attention easily, her eyes softening slightly. 

“You remember James’s party, back in sophomore year?” 

The question threw him off track for a moment, judging for the fact that they are pressed up against one another, so close to doing unspeakable things to each other. Deciding to humor her, he nods. 

“Barely, what of it?” 

“When we were playing seven minutes in heaven, you and I got picked together, remember that?”

“Yeah, I remember you punching me in the mouth after I kissed you, why?” He tilts his head in confusion and also irritation. He now has a boner, and here she was talking about memories??? 

“I never told you..that you were my first kiss that day. That’s why I punched you in the mouth and stormed off. I felt like you robbed me…” 

Peter’s eyes softened, his grip on her thighs as well. “Why didn’t you say anything before we were left alone?” 

“I didn’t know you were going to kiss me!” 

“What else do you do in seven minutes in heaven?!” He lets her drop to the floor, backing up slightly in aggravation. “If it was some soc guy, you would have had no problem sucking his face off!” 

“You’re right, I wouldn’t! You want to know why?” She glares, crossing her arms over her chest, popping her hip out. Oh, boy. 

“Oh, please, princess! Enlighten me, make my bloody night!” 

“Because that soc wouldn’t have pulled my skirt down in front of the whole freshman class!” 

“You’re still bitter about that? Let the shit go, it’s in the past, take a fucking joke!” He fumes, his blood boiling. “That was nearly three years ago! And don’t act like you’re miss innocent in this whole trash fire between us!” 

“What are you talking about?” 

“The sophomore varsity football game, behind the bleachers. You kissed me, running off right after. You left me to think you finally dropped your attitude with me, only to find out the next day that it was a fucking dare!” He towers over her, making her back up against the door once again, staring up at him. “A dare, Y/n! You how low do you have to be to do that to someone’s emotions? I wouldn’t even do that, because I’m not a monster!”

“You’re being over dramatic, it was just a silly dare. What did it matter to you?” 

He groans loudly, tugging at his hair. “Are you bloody stupid? For someone with a 4.0, you really are a bloody airhead! I love you, Y/n Ln, ever since I laid my eyes on you at orientation. I just had a horrible way of showing it, and that day after finding out you played me for a fool, I swore on my life that I hated your fucking guts. That the only way me and you could ever get along was to be at each other’s throats.”

“Stop it, you’re being ridiculous. It was just a kiss-”

“Do you honestly think that your first kiss was the only one robbed? After that night behind the bleachers, I thought that you would finally give me a chance, kissing you was probably the best thing about that night…after finding out that it was just for your amusement, I felt betrayed. Everything said about you socs was clear to me. You pick on those less fortunate, to make your rich asses have a laugh. And I hated you for it.” 

It was silent for a moment after his rant, once again leaving Y/n speechless. Had she really did that to him? There was no way, greasers weren’t known for feeling ‘betrayed’. It didn’t make sense…

“Peter…I..”

“Run out of smart things to say? Well, since I have your attention, shall I go on? You realize that all this hate, anger, and bitterness is all because I was immature that day? The day the first words you spoke to me was that you hated me, I didn’t even know you knew my name! But, it broke me, so my only option was to return the words to you…for years. I’ve been lying to you and myself all this time and I’m tired of it. I want it to end. So please…” 

He pleads softly, trapping her further into the door, while placing both hands on her cheeks, holding her. She could’ve sworn she say tears resting at the brim of his eyes, just waiting to fall, but she was too focused on the sudden change in the color. Dark, ferocious…hungry. Leaning in to her ear slowly, he purrs something that definitely brought back the erotic atmosphere.

“Shut your goddamn mouth for once in your life, and let me fuck you.” 

3

Imagine: 

Peter Pan being smitten with you and not knowing how to act around you.

 ••• Requested by @wennbergbabe •••

He didn’t say anything as you seated yourself across from him on the other side of the burning campfire - he didn’t know what to say. To everyone else it was obvious how conscious he was of you; his eyes following every movement you made.

Peter admired the way the shadows danced across your face. The smile you wore was like the sun and far brighter than the fire you were so content with sitting next to. He had seen the Lost Boys trip over themselves in your presence, you were that beautiful, and he, himself, had the same reaction each time you tried striking a conversation between the two of you. You had a kind of understated beauty, perhaps because you were so disarmingly unaware of it. He couldn’t help but smile along whenever you’d laugh, the sound of it delighting him to no end.

Frowning, Peter glared into the flames. He knew that the decision to let you stay on Neverland was a risky one. His infatuation with you could only lead to disaster.

“Doing alright, Peter?”

Looking back up at your face, Peter saw the smile you were wearing falter. You seemed concerned by the clueless expression he was giving you, his eyes big and questioning as he looked over at you through the flames. 

“Uh - Yeah.” He stuttered. “Fine.”