“I have brought peace, freedom, justice and security to my new Empire!”
Jedi Master Suyin Beifong and Darth Kuvira, because this parallel was just too strong to resist….. I love Kuvira and the Beifong clan so much (and also the Kuvira vs Suyin duel is one of my most favourite duels in all of Avatar/LOK. Metalbending skills for real!)
Hya omg I just love your imagines :D I saw that you were accepting requests and I was wondering if you could do one where Pan and the reader are really close and she’s badass af. And like one night everyone is just sitting and hanging w/ each other and they start telling jokes? And the reader’s like “Why is Peter Pan always flying? Cause he neverlands. I like that joke cause it never gets old.” Ty in advance and sorry if this is too long lmaoo <3
warnings: swearing 930 words
Peter Pan thought he’d never see the day where you were utterly and totally drunk.
You were quite the badass, to say the least, and had earned authority over many of the Lost Boys. They were rowdy, of course, but you were wild. Wild in the woods, and yet cool and collected in camp, especially at the campfires. In essence, you had a nonchalant grace to you, one marked with a quick tongue and cheeky wit. Nothing ever caught you off guard.
Tonight, the younger boys had gone to bed early, leaving the eldest of the lot alone round the fire. Felix was the first to bring out his stash of rum, stolen from the pirates whenever you all ransacked their ships. After those bottles were finished, other boys went to retrieve more alcohol, until eventually, all the goods had been brought out.
You and the boys had quite an evening, dancing and yelling into the night. You played a few cheeky rounds of truth or dare, not the safest thing to play when alcohol is in the mix, but it was a jolly good time. Pan sat on log farther from the fire, taking a swish from a bottle of rum as he took in the revelry before him.
Took in you.
Your cheeks were flushed, probably from drinking, and you were cackling dazedly as one of the boys made a joke about Felix, who promptly took a drunken swing at the boy with his fist. He missed entirely, losing his balance before finally face first into the dirt. Felix was knocked out. What a sorry state it was! All the highest and mightiest of Pan’s warriors were completely fucking drunk out of their minds. Half of you had already passed out, and the other half was lying lazily around the fire, still drinking as you began to crack jokes, all mostly degrading and dirty. Some of them barely made any sense, as the boys’ words came out slurred and indiscernible, and you chuckled a bit too loudly at them as you smiled, simply enjoying yourself in this shitty display of debauchery.
If you were capable of paying any attention in your drunken state, you would have noticed Pan staring at you, smirking as he watched this uninhibited side of you.
As the night droned on, the boys still mumbling jokes and giggling amongst themselves, your brazen, drunken self decided to crack a joke. You had spent a while concocting it in your alcohol-addled head, and had decided that it truly would be the best joke of the night.
“Hey, guys, I got one,” you began. “Guys.” The boys weren’t quite listening, but they looked towards you anyways, their eyes half-lidded and drooping. “Alllrighttt,” you said, drawing out a few of the consonants. “Why is P-Peter Pan alwaysss flyyyinggg?” You slurred your words, but the boys could make out what you were saying. You heard them murmur to each other for a moment, and then turn to you expectantly.
You giggled to yourself before revealing the answer. “Becaussse he never landsss!”
The boys were silent, utterly unamused with this joke. But then, you heard a laugh, a truly hearty one from afar.
It was Pan. Fucking Peter Pan was practically howling in appreciation of your joke, even choking on his rum as he did so. Coughing, he stood up, and made his way towards you.
“Alright, (Y/N), I think it’s time for you to go to bed,” he said, trying to suppress his earlier smile.
Who was he to tell you to go to bed? “You don’t tell me whaaat to dooo, okaaay?” Your words came out garbled, and you berated him again as he pulled you up by your arm. “Hey!! N-noooo,” you began, trying to refuse his aid. You promptly slid out from his grip, falling onto your ass as your legs lost balance, giggling as you did so.
“Fuck, love,” Peter said. “You’re truly sloshed, aren’t you?” He chuckled at that, pulling you up from under your shoulders before picking you up entirely. One defined arm cradled your back as another was swung under your legs. Pan began to walk away from the fire. Weakly, you pummeled your half-closed fists into his chest, pouting.
“Hey, b-but howww come the boys can staaayyy-”
“They’re all asleep, love.”
You peeked over Pan’s shoulder, finding that his words were true. The fire was now dead, and around it, all the strongest Lost Boys were passed out, most of them with an empty bottle in hand. Suddenly, you felt your exhaustion kick in, and in the short while it took Pan to carry you to your tent, you had fallen asleep in his arms.
He laid you on the bed gingerly, and was surprised to find your hand fisted in the front of his shirt, the grip quite unrelenting. He pried off your hand, and pulled away, only to have you reach out and pull him close.
“SSSank roo,” you murmured, eyelids still shut.
Peter chuckled lightly and whispered, “Sorry, what was that?”
“Thank you,” was your quiet reply, barely audible to even Pan’s sharp hearing. You fell back into your slumber.
Peter smiled down at you, and shook his head as he laughed lightly at your sleeping form. You were going to feel like total shit tomorrow. But he would be there to ease the pain in his own way. Peter took the opportunity to brush back stray hairs from you face, and even dared to plant a soft kiss to your forehead before leaving your tent.
“I can’t believe this is even something we’re even discussing right now, Ed,” Winry huffed as she gestured to the tiger cub that had chosen to nap on a stack of unorganized cash. “We can’t just keep a tiger down here.”
“What,” Edward shrugged. “It isn’t like we’re going to get dinged any worse for it. Besides,” he added with a grin, “Al loves it.”
Winry resisted the urge to slap her hand against her forehead. “It isn’t because I I’m worried about getting in trouble with the law, Ed,” she said as she tried to keep her voice level. “It’s because it’s a wild animal.”
5ds to pull a fullmetal alchemist brotherhood and get a redo (and a much better one like brotherhood)
FOR JACK NOT TO BE THROWN AS A COMEDIC SIDE CHARACTER
Jacarly not to be thrown under the bus
the actual yuaki thing to be shown as Canon!
have I mentioned Yuseis mom?
Yuseis future after the end of the series (seriously we got everyone else’s)
Some sort of prequel oneshot to all the signer parents (headcanon that the parents all knew each other somehow or another before zero reverse)
an interaction with yusei and his mom
TEAM 5DS PULLING THEIR GODDAMN WEIGHT INSTEAD OF MAKING YUSEI THE HERO FOR EVERYTHING (I know he’s the main character and all but I mean come on.. Jack was the king of Turbo dueling for like two years, aki was the black rose witch, ruka was like a prodigy duelist at the age if three, and motherfucking crow beat security in a OTK. GIVE THE TEAM SOME GODDAMN CREDIT!)
Yusei and his dad to have a nice interaction instead of some good hocus pocus mambo jambo
I REALLY WANT TO SEE YUSEIS MOM BECAUSE WE ONLY GOT A PICTURE OF HER AND THAT WAS IT! LIKE SHE WAS NEVER MENTIONED OR SEEN AGAIN! LIKE WHERE WAS SHE AT WHEN SHIT WENT DOWN!