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Café Latte | Coffee Shop AU. Phil’s always been that awkward boy who never quite belonged, and when he runs off to University, that doesn’t really change; he’s still that weird boy who continuously finds himself being bullied, even as the barista behind the counter. Until Dan comes along. | Phan | Gen | Pre-slash | 3,453 Words

Disclaimer: In no way do I claim that this is real or cast aspersions on Dan or Phil.

I may have had to stalk my prompts tag to come up with inspiration, but @ineverhadmyinternetphase was having a bad day, so here’s some coffee shop fluff based off this comic to cheer them up :)) I’m sorry I have no confidence in my reality fics anymore, so I didn’t write domestic fluff, but I hope this at least makes you giggle. Sorry you already went to bed, but it’ll hopefully make your day come morning <3

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Find The Lost Girl

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OMG I love your work! Your imagines are amazing! :D Can you pretty please write a Felix x Female reader imagine where Felix is the first one to meet reader when she arrives on Neverland, and they start to develop a crush on each other? ://D

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Could you do a oneshot where Felix gets super jealous over the reader’s friendship with Baelfire but he’s too stubborn to admit his feelings?? I absolutely adore the way you write Felix!!

I woke as I felt water tickling my feet and slowly coming up my legs. Cracking my eyes open, I saw the blaring sun and quickly closed them again. I felt the sun beginning to burn my skin and wondered how long I had been laying here. Suddenly, the water I had been feeling on my legs continued to rise up until my whole body was soaked.

“Crap!” I muttered and quickly stood up to get away from the shore.

I looked around and found tall woods surrounding the beach. Where was I?

Shivering, I pulled the jacket I had on tighter around me, which was pointless seeing as it was soaked, and began walking toward the woods.

“Seriously?” I groaned as it began raining. A huff fell from my lips and I pulled my hood up over my head.

Leaves rustled behind me and I shot my head back to see what caused it. There was no one there.

I let out a shaky breath. This was a scene straight out of a horror movie.

As quietly as possible, I began walking again, but didn’t get far before something hard slammed into my side and I was pushed against a tree. I screamed as pain coursed through me.

My hood was yanked back and I found stormy grey eyes glaring into me. They widened slightly when they saw me.

“You’re a girl?” He breathed out in shock.

“Please, don’t hurt me.” I whispered when I saw the predatory look in his eyes. “Please.”

Those grey eyes softened a bit.

“Now, Felix,” a voice called from behind the giant pinning me against the tree. “Is that any way to treat your new sister?”

The blonde’s head whipped around to see the other boy behind him.

“Sister?” He questioned immediately.

“Did I stutter?” The boy said, a hint of annoyance in his voice. “Let go of her.”

He looked back down at me for a moment before slowly releasing me and I slumped to the ground in pain.

The shorter boy looked down at me with slight concern. He walked over and bent down to the ground.

“I’m just going to check the damage, okay?” He warned before carefully lifting my shirt up to see my side.

He gently felt the bruising area and I winced. Immediately my hand shot out to grip his wrist and pull it away from me.

Shaking his head, he pulled my shirt back down and stood up.

“I think you’ve broken a couple of her ribs.” He sighed, looking back up at the blonde.

The taller boy looked down at me with guilt, but he seemed to not know what to say.

“Bring her back to camp, Felix.” The boy ordered before disappearing off into the woods.

Felix swallowed harshly as he contemplated what to do.

Slowly, he bent down to pick me up carefully. I quickly clung onto his neck once I saw how far up I was.

“Where am I?” I asked after an awkward silence. He glanced down at me but quickly looked back ahead of him.


I would’ve laughed if it wouldn’t have hurt my side.

“Like the fairytale?” I asked, a wide smile on my face as I tried not to laugh. “And what, are you Peter Pan?”

He shot me an incredulous look.

“No? What fairytale?” He asked, the look of confusion on his face making me chuckle. I winced as I did.

“You know, the story of Peter Pan. Captain Hook, Tinkerbell, Wendy?” I questioned, shocked that he had never heard the story.

His nose scrunched up at the mentioned names.

“That’s not a fairytale, princess, that’s Neverland.” He informed.

I rolled my eyes.

Wonderful, he’s insane.

We soon reached what I assumed was their camp, and immediately a swarm of boys ran up to us and began asking questions.

“Back!” The blonde roared and they all jumped away from us. I flinched at his tone.

The boy from earlier came out of one of the larger tents and walked toward us.

“Finally, you two are back.” He said with a smirk. “We need to get you fixed up, Y/N.”

“How do you know who I am?” I asked uneasily.

“I’ve been expecting you, love.” He said as his eyes scanned all the boys.

“Baelfire,” he called and a young boy, looking no older than fifteen stepped up. “Y/N will be sharing your tent for the time being while she heals. We don’t need her by herself just yet.” He informed as he eyed me carefully.

The boy nodded slowly, most likely unable to protest.

“Pan, my tent is bigger; she could stay there-” Felix began but was quickly cut off.

“Yes, Felix, your tent is bigger, but Baelfire didn’t break her ribs upon arrival. So, she’ll be staying with him. No argument.” Pan said strictly.

Felix looked down to the ground immediately, his eyes filling with guilt.

“Take her to Baelfire’s tent.” He ordered.

Felix carried me into a smaller tent and laid me down on the old looking cot in the corner.

“Look,” Felix said, his voice stern, but his eyes looked soft. “I didn’t mean to- uh, break your ribs or anything. I just- you shouldn’t be walking around the woods like that, okay?” He said harshly with his gaze set on anything but me. “I-I’m sorry.” He finally got out.

I assumed he wasn’t one for apologizing.

“It’s okay.” I said.

He nodded and quickly walked out.

• • • •

She’d been bedridden for weeks per Pan’s orders. It has been the most boring couple weeks of her life, but luckily she became quick friends with Baelfire, who didn’t seem to mind keeping her company all day. Pan let it slide that he’d skipped a few training lessons to entertain her, but today Baelfire wanted to join the boys. She didn’t blame him.

She groaned as she stared up at the tent as she’d done for weeks. It was getting ridiculous; she hardly needed any more time to heal.

Carefully, she threw her legs over the side of the cot and stood up. She wobbled a bit, the feeling of being on her feet again was quite foreign already. After giving herself a minute to gain her balance, she walked out of the tent. All eyes were on her immediately. She blushed at the attention.

“Well, well, looks like our lost girl is ready to join us.” Peter said with a smile.

She found herself uncomfortable being the center of attention. So, she quickly walked over to the fire to find a seat.

Felix looked up as she walked toward him, but immediately returned his gaze to the floor when she went past him and to the empty space next to Baelfire. He huffed in annoyance. Pan watched his demeanor carefully, and his brow shot up, amusement dancing in his eyes. He studied the flexes in Felix’s attitude as he watched Y/N laugh with Baelfire. Peter smirked.

“Why don’t we play a game!” Peter announced as he quickly formed a plan.

The lost boys all looked up in excitement.

“Let’s call it…” He pondered for a moment before a dark smirk formed on his face. His eyes locked onto Y/N. “Find the lost girl.”

Fear flashed in her eyes and she slowly shook her head.

Some of the boys looked eager for it to start, others looked a bit skeptical.

“How do you play?” One asked eagerly.

“First one to find Y/N, wins.” He said simply as he slowly made his way toward her. She coward back the closer he got.

Felix watched with wide eyes as Peter began running toward her and scooped her up before vanishing into thin air.

The boys all looked at each other with wide eyes as they waited. Peter soon returned with a mischievous look on his face.

“Let the game begin.”

They all went ballistic, running frantically in different directions.

Peter’s hand clamped down on Bae’s shoulder and pulled him close to him.

“Just a hint; you’re going to need this.” Peter whispered as he pointed over to the boat leaning on the nearby tree.

Baelfire’s eyes widened as he realized where she was and he immediately began dragging the boat over to the ocean.

He chuckled darkly as he watched the boy eagerly set out to find her.

“Pan!” Felix roared. Peter turned around with a smirk, watching the giant charge toward him. This was going perfectly. “What did you do to her?”

Peter laughed, though Felix couldn’t find the joke in the situation.

“Well, I can’t say, I’d spoil the game!” He said. “But I will let you know, if you don’t get to her soon, the mermaids will.”

Felix’s heart rate shot up and he quickly turned around to begin running to the water.

“Oh, and Felix?” Peter called. “You better hurry. Bae’s already halfway there.” He winked.

So he did. He ran as fast as his legs could carry him, which was fairly fast, but not fast enough for his liking.

When he arrived, he nearly growled at the sight in front of him. Baelfire had also just made it to the water, and he had a damn boat.

Looking up, he saw Y/N in the middle of the ocean in a boat, but it was sinking fast. There was a hole in it. What was wrong with Pan?

He rushed over to Baelfire to push him away from the boat.

“What are you doing?” Bae shouted as he fought against Felix.

“My arms are longer, I can row faster!” Felix growled.

“I don’t care, she’s my friend!”

“She’s our sister!”

“Yeah, well you broke your sister’s ribs, you idiot!”

“Damn it, Baelfire, we don’t have time for this!” Felix snarled, throwing his cloak off and diving straight into the water.

He coughed as salt water began to contaminate his lungs, but he couldn’t stop swimming. He had to get to her.

He was almost there, but watched in horror as the boat sank completely under. She attempted to kick her way to the surface, but with her ribs still healing, she couldn’t do much.

Finally reaching her, he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into his chest before hurriedly swimming back to shore. It seemed like hours before they reached it. He pulled the two of them onto land and rolled onto his back, Y/N still tucked into his arms. His throat burned from both the constant coughing and the salt water, but she was in the same state.

“Are you okay?” He asked hoarsely.

“I didn’t think I would be saying this so soon, but I want to be back in the cot.” She mumbled. He chuckled weakly before sitting up and throwing his discarded cloak over her and picking her up.

“I can walk.” She murmured tiredly.

“I’m sure you can.” He said, looking down at her with a smile.

It was silent for quite sometime as they walked, but he finally spoke up once they reached camp.

“So, tell me,” Felix began. “Was I in this fairy tale you told me about?”

She shrugged a bit.

“You might’ve been, I’m not entirely sure, but then again, I don’t think I would forget a character like you.” She smiled.

He looked away from her as he felt his cheeks heat up a bit.

She looked confused as he walked her into an unfamiliar tent.

“I think we’re in the wrong tent.” She said.

“I wouldn’t have walked in here if it wasn’t where I wanted to put you.” He remarked, a small smirk on his face and he laid her down in his cot.

He laid on the foot of the cot, his legs dangling off the side of it.

“I think it’s time you tell me that fairy tale now, Y/N.”

• • • • Cowritten by: @courage-of-the-stars (follow her she’s bae)

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Larry: *His face splits in to a huge grin.* Yeah, I heard.

Ahkmenrah: What?! *Sits up quickly, forgetting his earlier anger about Hugh Jackman.* Why didn’t you tell me?!

Larry: Oh, sorry. I figured it didn’t mean that much to you. Considering you’re not American and all. 

Ahkmenrah: *Elbows him in the ribs.* You idiot! This means we can get married now!

Larry: *Blinks a few times, slowly rubbing the bruise that is surely forming on his ribs.* I didn’t…. Do you want to get married?

Ahkmenrah: *Nods excitedly.* Yes, obviously! We should!

Larry: *Though surprised, he’s still very happy at the notion. But he tries to quell Ahk’s excitement.* Ahk, you know we can’t do that. You’re not a legal citizen. You don’t have a birth certificate or any kind of I.D.; not to mention you only come alive at night….

Ahkmenrah: *His face drops.* Of course. I wasn’t thinking straight….

Larry: *Puts an arm around his shoulders, squeezing.* Hey, it’s still okay. I love you whether you’re technically human or not. 

*Ahk smiles, but still looks a little disheartened. As Larry does his best to cheer up the pharaoh, he suddenly has an idea. After excusing himself to talk to Teddy, he returns to the office and takes Ahk by the hand, leading him out the door.*

Ahkmenrah: Where are we going?

Larry: *Takes him out the doors of the museum and onto the street.* I’m pretty sure they’re having a Pride celebration in Times Square. 

Ahkmenrah: *Looks down at his clothing.* Won’t people stare?

Larry: *Laughs* Nah, it’s Pride. Weirder shit has happened. Although it’s probably a good thing you left your crown inside. 

*Ahk’s hands fly up to his head and he makes a distressed noise, causing Larry to laugh again. Eventually they come upon the celebration, and Ahk in enthralled with all the different movement and colors. Someone comes up and paints a rainbow on his cheek, and he grins from ear to ear.* 

*As they walk through the huge, surging crowd, Larry is abruptly reminded of the popular World War II picture, where a soldier is kissing a nurse surrounded by the crowd celebrating the end of the war. The same photo had just been transferred to the museum, and said nurse had tried to get a little fresh with him. Needless to say, Ahk had been upset.*

Larry: Hey, come here for a sec. 

*Ahk turns with a smile, and the many colored lights reflecting around his face  make him look absolutely beautiful.There’s a question in his eyes, which Larry answers by taking the pharaoh into his arms, dipping him just slightly before pressing a long, chaste kiss to his lips*

*When he puts Ahk back on his feet a few seconds later, there is a round of applause from bystanders, and Ahk looks as happy as Larry has ever seen him.*

(I’m so happy about today you don’t even know. Also, for ref: http://urbanoutsinners.tumblr.com/post/122545549190/fuck-yes-this-is-the-shit-im-living-for-today)

Sweet Talker

A fluffy Strange Magic Art School AU drabble inspired by THIS post. 

Also I blame dainesanddaffodils because she tagged it #marianne and gave me this idea. 

Thank you to jaegereska who read it over for me.

if I seem

a little strange

well that’s because

I am

Bog considered the sign for a few moments. It was assembled out of foil letters of various colors suspended on strings held onto the wall with thumbtacks, the weight of the letters making the four lines of text dip in the middle. He recognized the letters as being from one of Dawn’s projects. However, it was not the younger of the Summers sisters who was responsible for this interesting statement. No, it had to be Marianne, who was currently laying on the couch with her face buried in a pillow.

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