peter pan lover

Hey you, yeah you

I need more otome content on my dash, mind reblogging or liking this post if you blog about any of the following? It’d be a real help.

- Heart no Kuni no Alice ~Wonderful Wonder World~
- Okashi na Shima no Peter Pan ~Sweet Never Land~
- Ozmafia
- Diabolik Lovers
- Dandelion ~Wishes Brought To You~
- Nameless ~The One Thing You Must Recall~ 
- Mystic Messenger
- Hustle Cat
- Men of Yoshiwara / Gyakuten Yoshiwara
- Plus any other otome/dating sim/romantic visual novel related content ever

Lost Lovers

Request: Can you do a Pan imagine where the reader and Pan first meet in the Victorian era, they fall in love, but she decides that she can’t be with him, but then he travels to the real world in modern day to find lost boys, and finds the reader as a new person (reincarnated)? ❤️

Warnings: long

Giggles left your mouth as you ran through the courtyard with Peter. He was leading the way, holding you hand and running. A goofy smile was glued to his face.

“Peter, where are we going? I can’t be gone long, Father will know.” You giggled as you jumped over a twig on the grass.

“I’m going to show you something amazing. We won’t be gone long, I promise,” he grinned.

Both of you went further and further from civilization. You both left the courtyard, heading into the nearby forest. Peter took you deep inside, and that’s when you began to get scared. You’d never been inside the forest. It was eerie and mysterious; creepy.

“Peter… why are we in here? I don’t like it.” You mumbled, looking all around you. You and Peter stopped running, you clinging onto him. 

“Y/N, do you trust me?” He asked you calmly. Peter looked you in the eyes, searching for the answer on your facial expression.

“Of course, with all my heart.” Peter grinned even wider before quickly pecking you on the lips. 

“Then let’s go. Hold on to me.” You gave him a confused expression, but did as told. You hugged him tightly, and he went up. He just started flying, going right up with ease. You were taken aback, almost letting go. Though Peter held onto you as well.

Soon enough, you could see your palace beneath you. You could see the courtyard, the backyard, your village, and soon your entire kingdom. The people looked like ants, but none of them saw you. What kind of sorcery was this?

“Peter!” You shrieked.

“Relax, my princess, it’s okay.”

Your heartbeat quickened and you shut your eyes. Your grip tightened around Peter, and you stayed like that until you felt your feet hut ground again. Though you didn’t open your eyes yet. Now you stood on the ground, your hands over your face.

“Love, open your eyes,” Peter told you. He gently removed your hands from your eyes.

What you saw was a wondrous sight. So many bright colors, huge trees and plants. The nature was so vibrant and lively. The air was fresh, sun shining bright, and you could hear ocean waves. You turned to Peter.

“What is this place? How did you fly? How did we get here? Are you a wizard or something?” Your tone was jubilant. You were astonished at the events that just happened. 

Peter chuckled, grabbing your hand. “My princess, we’re in my home.”

Your eyes went even wider in shock. “This place is your home? How exciting. Oh, it must be such fun here,” you grinned. 

You spent the day in Peter’s home, which you found out he called Neverland. It was such an amazing day. You met his friends, who he called the Lost Boys, and you participated in games once you changed out of your royal attire. You were so happy.

Bit when night came, and it was time to dance and play around the bonfire, you didn’t hear the music Peter was playing on his flute. You were so excited to hear him play. you never knew he could play an instrument. But when he put his lips closer to the Pan Flute, you heard nothing. You titled your head.

“Peter, I can’t hear anything. Is it broken?” 

Peter lowered his instrument, looking at you with confusion. He looked a bit upset, too. You felt bad that you couldn’t seem to hear whatever he was playing. You didn’t like it when he was upset.

“I’m sorry if I’ve upset you–”

“No, Princess, it’s okay,” he cut you off gently. “It just means that you aren’t lost. Which I’m happy about. You don’t deserve to be lost.”

“Lost?” You questioned. Peter nodded.

“This flute is magical like me,” he explained. “Only lost children can hear the melody; lost as in they feel unloved.” You giggled then.

“Oh, then of course I won’t hear it. I’m loved by you and I know I am. And you’re loved by me.” Peter was still upset though. He wanted you to hear his melodic tune. He wanted you to stay, but if you weren’t lost, you couldn’t stay.

“Of course. I love you a lot, you know.”

“And I love you a lot.” You kissed him sweetly on the lips.

Not long after, Peter decided to take you back home. You were expecting your parents to be questioning your whereabouts. You had been gone for hours, so you were expecting the kingdom to be looking for you. But only a few hours had passed in your realm. Instead of it being nighttime, it was still day. It baffled you.

“My princess, I must ask, did you have fun?” Peter held your hand softly in his. You both started walking back to your palace.

“Oh, most definitely. I’ve never had such fun before,” you smiled so widely at him. Peter smiled back. You were so contagious to him.

“I think I know your answer, but would you like to stay in Neverland with me? We can stay there forever.”

“Forever is an awfully long time.” You blushed, looking away from him. “But I don’t think I can say there forever, Peter. Once I am of age, I will take over my parents’ place and rule the kingdom.” You looked down sadly, frowning now.

Peter already knew you were going to say no. You were loved, you weren’t lost, and you did have a kingdom to run once you were of age. Still,it saddened him. 

“It’s okay. We’ll still have our fun while it lasts.” He grinned, gripping your hand reassuringly. You both walked back to your palace.

Centuries passed. Eventually, you stopped seeing Peter. It completely teared you apart, but it had to be done. After that, Peter became bitter. He knew it was going to happen, but he still didn’t want it to. He was no longer fun, no longer happy. He was cold, evil, and a demon. 

You had long since passed away. You ended up being betrothed, married off to some prince where you two became king and queen. 

Now it was the twenty-first century; 2016 to be exact. You walked around the streets, looking for something cheap to eat. You were thinking of getting something from McDonald’s, but you’d eaten there so much lately. You couldn’t stand their food. You belly rumbled, begging for food. You frowned at it, knowing that you had to choose food or saving the money you had for something greater. Like actual groceries.

You were poor, living in a beat up house with your father who was unemployed. You guys barely had enough money for rent and other bills. He was getting money from the government, but it wasn’t enough. He also didn’t treat you well. He’d often get mad and take it out on you. You tried your best to stay out of the house.

But today was different. As you walked past a shop, you saw a boy walking inside. The back of his had looked familiar. You didn’t know why, but something told you to go inside to see his face. So you did, walking inside behind this stranger. It was a high-end antique shop you were both inside of. He went right to a place where it was selling old jewelry. They were locked behind a glass case, one piece looking oddly familiar to you.

You got caught up in your thoughts that you didn’t notice the boy had stopped. You bumped into his back.

“Dude, I’m so sorry,” you said nearly instantly.

“It’s okay–” He stopped. You froze. “Y/N?”

“How do you know my name?” You questioned. You’d seen this boy before. He was always in your dreams. Always there. Same face, same hair, same voice, same everything. “Are you by chance Peter?”

Peter stared at you in completely shock. Same voice, same hair, same name, same everything. You just weren’t royalty. You weren’t a princess. Instead you were in ragged clothes. He couldn’t believe it. It was a whole other you. As if you were reincarnated. It was strange because he never believed in reincarnation. 

“You know who I am?” He asked excitedly.

“Well, this is going to sound really weird, but you’re kind of always in my dreams?” You formed the statement into a question, hoping you weren’t freaking this boy out.

“My princess,” he grinned foolishly. He hugged you, you hugging back awkwardly.

“You also call me that in my dreams…” you chuckled uncomfortably. You didn’t know what was going on, but you were having the hugest déjà vu moment.

“I can’t believe I’ve found you! And on the anniversary, too.” You raised a brow at him as you two broke the hug. “Every year, I come to this realm and go to antique shops where pieces of your jewelry are placed in. Doesn’t that look familiar?”

Peter pointed to an elegant necklace. It did look familiar. You’d never seen it in your life, but at the same time you had seen it before. So you nodded your head.

“See? That was yours long ago. Oh, and you loved Neverland.”

“Neverland?” You questioned.

“Yes, this other world, I’ll take you. Right now. Want to go?” You knew you shouldn’t have trusted this boy right off the bat, but something in your gut was telling you too. Again, you nodded your head and you went to Neverland with Peter.

He took you someplace more private where he flew off. You weren’t afraid or terrified. You felt at ease. Like you’d done this before. It was all so strange. Especially where your feet hit the sand. You felt at home in a way. It all felt familiar, but you couldn’t place it.

You spent the entire day with Peter and his friends that he called Lost Boys. And when night rolled around, and he started playing the music, you heard it. You were so were beyond excited to hear him play since you’d never heard of a Pan Flute before. And when he started performing his tune, you swayed back and forth.

“That’s really pretty, Peter,” you grinned. He stopped, tilting his head.

“You can hear it?” You nodded. “Perfect.” He smiled. He hated that you were lost, but that meant you could stay. “Then how about you stay here? Forever.” 

You grinned at him. You only replied with one sentence, nodding your head in agreement.

Forever is an awfully long time.


The Avatar (requested by anon)

request: y/n is an avatar and can control all four elements.

I lightly sank down to the island, closing my hands to stop the wind I was controlling, when I set foot onto it. “So you’re the girl everyone’s talking about.” A mysterious boy said from out of the woods in front of me. He was leaning against a tree with a smug look in his eyes. “And you are?” I asked, raising my eyebrow at him. He snorted at me. “Why so sassy little girl.” Then he suddenly disappeared. I looked at the now empty spot where he had stood before in disbelief. And then seconds later, suddenly someone whispered into my ear. “I don’t think you have a reason to.” The boy. I jerked away from the voice and turned around to face him. “What do you want?” I asked him, condescendingly. “You just set foot on this island, without asking and now you ask me what I want? I think the better question what do you want here?” I looked him straight in the eyes. “I came for a boy named Peter Pan.” I said narrowing my eyes to slits. “Do you know him?” I asked, the boy gave me a smug smile and started backing me up against the tree behind me. “My dear, he’s standing right in front of you.”

Peter took me to his camp in the woods, where he lived, to get to know the Lost Boys, as he called his group of friends. He was planing on keeping me as a prisoner in a cage, but as no one was allowed to leave this island without his permission, anyway he decided to just let me live with them. It was a cold winter night, so I decided to sit down on a log near the fire. Didn’t help anything at all. “There you are y/n.” He said smirking sitting down next to me. Although we were some kind of enemies, it simply didn’t feel like it. Sure Pan was not acting that friendly, but I saw that he was only playing a role. If Peter really hated me, he’d act differently towards me. We sat next to each other in silence, Peter sharpening his knife, me looking at the bonfire. “So why did you come to look for me?” He suddenly asked without looking up. I hesitated. “Well back home, where I come from, people like me are hunted. In my world we are chased and caged like animals. In other countries they even shoot people like me, so I decided to to hunker down in a place no one knew about. Neverland. I visited this place in my dreams, when I was a little child and thought I’d be safe here, even accepted, but well I almost ended up the same here either.” Peter turned his head to look at me and smiled. “Good decision not to lock you up though. I think we could need someone like you here.” He smirked and I snorted at his comment. “You mean a girl?” I said frowning. “No an Avatar.” He said punching me on the arm. “Oh.” I said laughing. “But why would you need me here? There’s nothing I can do except for burning down the whole forest or turning everything into a snow scape.” I said ironically. “And that’s the plan. The Lost Boys haven’t seen snow in centuries. I think you would rejoice them by giving them a little snow to play in, they’re still kids you know.” That moment showed me that Peter, the wicked boy from all those stories I heard, wasn’t that bad after all. He had a heart, and he had the ability to care about people he loved. “Okay Pan, listen. I’ll help you, if you allow me to stay on the island without being treated like a prisoner. Deal?” He looked at my outstretched hand for a second. And then he shook it. “Deal.”

A week later, Peter woke me early in the morning. “You ready?” I rubbed my eyes. “Sure, just give me a second.” I said returning to my tent to get dressed. We stumped through the woods, for what seemed hours to me until we found the perfect spot for a snow scape. “Here?” I asked already raising my hand, letting snowflakes drop down to the ground from my palms. “It’s the perfect spot don’t you think?” He said leaning against a tree. “Pan.” A women’s voice suddenly said from behind. Peter didn’t bother to turn around. “It’s a pleasure to see you too, Savior.” He said smirking, then he walked towards me and situated himself to my left. He now faced the crowd coming from the woods. “The Dark One, The Evil Queen, Baelfire. Must admit, I hoped I’d never see you again.” He said obviously amused, but still through gritted teeth. “Where’s Henry?” The blonde woman shouted. “Oh Emma, I told you that a hundred times already. He’s one of us now. He came here by his own choice and you can’t change that. Me neither by the way.” Peter said mockingly. “Give him back.” The guy in the black jacket said threateningly. “I think, you didn’t understand.” I said darkly. I knew Henry, and I knew he wanted to be with us. He left his family for becoming a Lost Boy, he’d told me that. “Henry wants to be with us. So you should better leave him alone and never come back.” I said raising my hand to let a flame appear on my palm. “Oh look what we’ve got there.” Someone suddenly said from behind me, “An avatar.” It was The Dark One, the guy in the black jacket. He was holding a knife against my throat and had a tight grip around my left wrist. “Do you really think you can stop me with this ordinary knife?” I said mockingly, quickly holding my hand against his knee. I heard him scream, and felt him loosening his grip on me, but suddenly the flame in my hand went out. “What did you do?” I shouted at the man, who was lying on the ground. I stepped with my foot on his belly so he couldn’t stand up. “It’s a cuff, made by your sweet lover, Peter Pan himself.” He said mockingly letting me fly against a tree with his magic. My back hit the tree so hard, that my sight got blurry and I felt like throwing up. “She’s got nothing to do with all this.” Peter’s voice sounded like a million miles away. “So leave her alone.” he said aggressively before I saw the man flying back from Peter’s magic either. He hit the stonewall behind him and passed out. Peter appeared in front of me. “Everything’s gonna be okay.” He said softly helping me to my feet. “I made this cuff, so I can easily undo it again.” He said smirking, loosening the bracelet from my wrist. “And now, let’s get this over with.” He said smirking, looking back to the people behind us. We were quickly done with them, bundling our powers. Peter banished them from the island, and only the two of us were left, leaning against a tree, exhausted. “You still want me to do the snow thing for the boys?” I asked turning my head to face him. “You don’t have to if you’re too exhausted.” He said softly. “Don’t worry, this fight was nothing.” I said smirking getting up from my sitting spot. I stretched my hand out and let a little whirlwind out of snowflakes appear on my palm. I turned to look at Peter, who looked back at me with admiration. I smiled and let go of the little hurricane, letting him dance over the whole forest area. In a matter of seconds every tree and stone was covered with cold white snow. “Do you like it?” I asked him smiling. Peter got up and walked towards me. “It’s perfect.” His face was only inches away from mine and I could directly look into his forest green eyes. “And do you think the Lost Boys’ll like it either?” I asked blushing. But Peter didn’t respond because we could hear the Lost boys cheer and scream from far away and then we heard them running towards us. I quickly threw my hands up to create a cloud ceiling, which let snow fall down on us. Peter and me, both looked up at the sky. Suddenly someone pulled at my sleeve, it was one of the youngest Lost Boys at camp. “Did you do this, y/n?” He asked reluctantly, hanging on my leg, mumbling into my jacket. “Yes, I did this Jason. Do you like it?” He looked me right into the eyes. “Thank you.” He said admiringly and then he ran away to play with his friends. I smiled and looked at Peter, who’d been looking at me the whole time. He obviously felt caught because he quickly looked away and blushed. I knew from the beginning, that we couldn’t hate each other, there had been something between us two all the time and now I knew what it was. Love. So I simply grabbed his hand, earning a shocked and challenging but still a happy smirk from him. And then the look he gave me, and it assured me that my feeling was right. “And what makes you think that I like you?” He said turning his head to face me. “Oh shut up.” I said, cupped his face with both my hands and kissed him on the lips. “How did that feel, tough boy?” I asked sneeringly. He looked at me smiling and wrapped his arms around me to shut me up. “Quiet, princess.” He said, kissing the top of my head.

anonymous asked:

I miss early Louis. He was so so great, oh blimey. He's so repressed these days. I want the pixie king/peter pan grease lover back, give me back me Lou! Oh, I shouldn't have watched these interviews from 2012! :(

I honestly don’t watch a lot of interviews, because it does get a little depressing to see how much Louis has closed himself off, but when I do its almost fascinating because he is so aware of everything that the does. He’s very fidgety too, I mean he’s always been very expressive and all over the place, a bouncy buzzy bee, but I think now its more like he’s so focused on trying not to lay all of his attention on Harry. Because that’s what he’s used to, and it must be hard to switch that off. 

I feel like Louis adapts to whoever he’s interviewed with nowadays; there’s different dynamic for every pairing he’s with. Yet when he was interviewed on his own for that E! interview, he was very vibrant and charming and more at ease. 

There’s lyrics from a Killers song that make me think of Louis when I hear them, because he himself said that he was a partier; mucking about and just kind of coasting through life, and then he auditioned for X Factor and that changed his life, as he said himself, certain things never would have happened.

“You sit there in your heartache
Waiting on some beautiful boy to
To save you from your old ways”

To me, that is a perfect description. 

Louis is the one person I would love to sit down and talk to and get to know what he’s really like, because I think that he only shares that with very specific people in his life. Even just a little glimpse would be amazing, because he is this lovely soul that has so much heart, talent and passion, and who wouldn’t want to see a small piece of that.