#peterpan imagine

[neverland93]

Peter Pan Imagine/ Wait

You hear a knock on your window, you knew who it was as soon as you heard it.

You walk up and open the curtain. Pam had a sincere smile on his face.

Opening up the window and wave “Hi Peter.” You say with a straight face.

“Hi Y/n, how’s Storybrooke treating you?” He asked

“Very well as a matter of fact.” You say folding your arms

“You know, you can come back, anytime.” He said with a more serious tone.

“I know Peter.” You said looking into his eyes

“Okay.” He says getting ready to turn around.

“How long are you going to keep doing this?” You got the courage to ask.

“As long as it takes, I’ll wait for you.” He says

“Why?” You dare to ask.

“Because that’s what people do when they’re in love, they wait.” He says as he flys away, towards the second star to the right.

[peterpan-ouat-imagines]

Im back!/Your opinion

Hey everyone! I know I went radio silent for the past year or so which I’m sorry about. I’m going to finish the current imagine I’m doing. If y’all really like the content I would love to continue making it but if you think the fandom is too dead I get it. Just wanted y’all’s thoughts on it all

[n0rthern-litez]

Upcoming Writes

Do you guys prefer imagines written with Original Characters or Y/n?

[stvolanis]

What about rafe with a reader who talks a lot land has a bubbly personality and he’s getting annoyed cause she’s just talking on and on and he’s already in a bad mood and so her just talking he’s getting annoyed and like he makes a comment of “why don’t you stop talking and put your mouth to a better use” (sorry for how badly worded this is)

hi! I kinda imagine this as maybe bestfriend!Rafe who kinda manipulates the reader yk? Also knocking two birds w/ one stone by adding a little bit from a different request, hope you don’t mind!💞

Rafe Cameron! who loves his silly little best friend who he’s had a claim on since 6th grade :). Always so sweet to him when you guys were in school together. Giving him the answers, walking with him to all your classes, rides home after school with you on aux cause how could he ever say no to you? Not to mention the fact that he knew you harbored a little crush on him—

Rafe Cameron! Who knew you were heavily inexperienced in the sexual realm of things, which he made sure of after he beat up every guy who even thought they’d be able to breathe the same air as you. He takes great pride in being able to teach you things no one else will. Of course you’d question it, looking up at him with those pretty doe eyes that make his cock pulse with confusion when you guys were in the back seat of his truck one day. “Rafey, I dunno if we should do this—feels weird.” You muttered, your hand tightly wrapped around his cock with his hand shoved down your pants. “Thought you wanted to take care of me, sweetheart? This is just what best friends are supposed to do.”

Rafe Cameron! Who’s been having an exhaustingly annoying day after another group fight between the kooks and pogues. He’s a little scratched up, moping around your house as you go on and on about why he shouldn’t have fought, what could have happened—and then suddenly trailing off to your favorite pasta shell? It was hurting his head. Too much for him to process as he rubbed his temple, watching you babble mindlessly.

Rafe Cameron! Who finally has had enough of your constant yapping. “God, baby, you ever shut the fuck up? Hm? Jus’ be fuckin’ quiet, little girl.” He hissed through clenched teeth, pinching your cheeks together harshly to cease your talking, yet the way your eyes watered and thighs clenched together didn’t go unnoticed. “Think you jus’ need somethin’ stuffed in there so you’ll shut up. That it?” He mocked. You looked up at him from your knees, confused as to what he was referring to.

Rafe Cameron! Who’s cock slapped against your waiting tongue in a taunting manner. Curved slightly, with trimmed hair at the base and heavy balls. His scent strong, consuming your mind with an aching throb between your thighs you knew only Rafe could help. “Gonna teach you how to suck dick like a pro, kay?” He urged, pushing his fat tip into your mouth, further and further till the sounds of you gagging and gasping for air around him was all he could hear, and tears running down your pretty face was all he could see. “That’s my girl. See? All you needed was some good dick to shut cha’little ass up, huh?” He cooed.

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[antiquatedplumbobs]

Antiquated Brindleton

An 1890s Decades Challenge Save File

This save has been almost a year in the making, but it's finally here! It includes a completely rebuilt Brindleton Bay inspired by historic New England towns and set in the 1890s. This save uses a light amount of historical cc and most of the packs.

Download and details under the cut:

SAVE DETAILS:

Includes:

Eight new residential lots

Seven new community lots

Six new households

Builds and households are all located in Brindleton Bay. The world is intended to be historically accurate to about 1890, though some liberties for functionality have been taken.

Builds in other worlds have been deleted. The necessary buildings, like dorms, active career lots, and the high school, have all been left in place.

Townies have been evicted, but not deleted, as I prefer EA townies to fully randomized townies.

If you’d like more period appropriate townies to add, the lovely @jewishsimming has some great historical ones to download and @cowplant-snacks has an amazing tutorial on how to manage your townies with MCCC.

REQUIREMENTS: I have all the packs except Batuu and some of the kits. I didn’t limit myself when building. I don’t have everything listed out here, but I will be uploading all the lots and households to my gallery, so if you’d like to know specific pack usage you’ll be able to check there. If you load in and things are replaced or missing and you think it looks obvious feel free to message me, I’m always happy to try to help you find something else that fits! This save includes historical CC, some is included in my download in folders and some you will need to download from the creators directly. The CC required is listed and linked below, you need to download these linked pieces in ADDITION to the included cc folders.

CC To Download:

@lilis-palace

FOLKLORE Set

@s-imagination

Cottage Kitchen Stuff Pack

@happylifesims

1840s Suspenders Outfit

1900s Male Hunting Fashion

1920s Nightgown

Piteous Outfit

Sylas Fashion Set

Wilbur Outfit

@satterlly

Medieval Nightgown Della

@vroshii

Functional Tennis Set

@vampireloreskill

Antique Standing Camera

Creators Whose CC I Included:

@ameyasims (Better Than a Bush Outhouse, Victorian Swimwear)

@buzzardly28 (Multiple women’s hairs)

@chereindolente (Sacco Chore Coat, Edwardian Child Clothes)

@gilded-ghosts (Boudoir Belle, Victorian Visions, New Woman)

@jewishsimming (Off The Grid Objects, CAS items)

@linzlu (Assorted CAS and BB items)

@the-melancholy-maiden (Victorian Hair and Hat)

@nolan-sims (Potbelly Stove Set)

@pandorasimbox (Get To Church Pack, Azariah’s Sack Suit, Antique Slipper Tub, Heirloom Silhouette Portraits)

@peacemaker-ic (Simple Siding Wall Set, Luxurious Single Bedding V2)

@plumbobteasociety (Some BB and CAS items from the Cottage Garden Pack, HSL Happy Birthday Set)

@twentiethcenturysims (Langtree Hair, Historical High Chair, Quilts for Kids)

@waxesnostalgic (Sportswear Separates, Peterpan Bodysuit)

Thank you to all of these wonderful creators, your historical cc creations make this game a million times better to play and I appreciate all of you so very much. Recommended but not required mods:

Timeless by @pandorasimbox

Default Map Replacements by Deshayan (if you’d like your map to look like mine does in the preview)

Victorian NPC Replacements and Llama Scouts Historical Replacements by @cowplant-snacks

Home Regions by Kuttoe

DOWNLOAD: There are five zipped folders to download, four of which contain included cc, and one which includes the save itself.

Download the "AB_SaveFile" folder, unzip it and simply move the file inside to your saves folder inside your Sims 4 folder (where your mods folder is located).

The included cc is in four folders (to allow for easier upload/download) for build, buy, clothing, and hair. Simply download the folders, unzip them, and place them in your mods folder.

After this you should be good to load up your game and get playing, let me know if you run into any issues, I'm happy to try to troubleshoot. SFS | Google Drive THANK YOU: To all my amazing testers: @epistolarysims @aheathen-conceivably @cowplant-snacks and especially @simadelics who edited my household and build descriptions.

If you use this save file, please tag me in any photos you take, I want to see them all!! This save has been my baby for so very long and I cannot wait to see what you all do with it!

@maxismatchccworldrld @mmoutfittersters

[delcakoo]

pixie dust ⋆ ˚｡⛧ ˚ l.hs

SUMMARY ! when the boy you've been telling stories about your whole childhood magically shows up in your bedroom, it only makes sense for him to take you and your brother to neverland instead of letting you grow up.

PAIRING ! peterpan!heeseung x f!reader ft. brother!riki

WC ! 1.8k

GENRE ! fantasy, fluff, crack (?)

a/n: i have no explanation for this i just randomly thought of rewriting peter pan so!! hee fic nobody asked for <3

throughout your whole life, only one boy has ever been inside your bedroom.

who may that be? the suspense is heart pounding, isn’t it?

it’s your brother, riki.

though, you’re not too sure if that embarrassing fact is the case anymore considering the sound of an young, unfamiliar male voice has trampled its way into your peaceful slumber and forced your eyes open at what feels like way past midnight.

“it has to be in here somewhere, i swear on it.” first he opened your toy box, then started searching through your drawers all with strange little jingling sounds to accompany the hunt. you felt petrified, too scared to even move and find out who this boy was. even worse, you couldn’t forget about the fact that your little brother was fast asleep in his bed across from you, unaware of the stranger lurking around the room.

“gotcha!” you nearly let out a yelp at the sudden raise of volume. ”see, i knew i’d find it, tink.”

tink?

it couldn’t be.

your body snaps up in bed, gripping the silk sheets tightly while reaching over to turn on your night lamp. immediately, the room illuminates, revealing a pale skinned boy in a peculiar green outfit. his face was strikingly handsome — cute pointed nose, bambi-like eyes and soft black bangs that framed his face even nicer under a small green hat.

he looked much better than in the nursery’s books, for one.

though, you’re slightly caught off guard by the way he’s grabbing onto a dark reflection of himself, along with a bar of soap in a desperate pursuit of scrubbing the bottom of his brown boots.

flashing back to the night before, you do recall catching a shadow with your brother and trapping it in a drawer, and guilt rushes through you at how it all went down.

“riki, you’re being ridiculous. it can’t be peter’s shadow.”

your brother grips onto the shadows ankle tighter while it attempts to fly away, holding it close like a balloon. “i swear it is, sis. look at the pointy hat, it’s just like in the storybooks! you’re the one who always tells me to use my imagination, now look at you. maybe you really are growing up,” he mumbles the last part, pink lips turning into a hurt pout.

hastily pulling open the closest wooden drawer, your eyes soften for a second before it turns into frustration. “that’s enough. we’re putting it in here and figuring this out tomorrow. i don’t want another word from you.”

speaking of your brother, he quickly wakes up at the bright glare of your lamp, eyes squinted and raven hair sticking up in all directions. a dramatic gasp escapes his lips that you can hear even from across the room as he meets the eyes of the intruder. “peter pan?”

peter blinks, seemingly unphased by being caught. “riki?”

“i knew it was you! i told her it was your shadow,” your stupid brother points right over at you, and you blush at all the attention now being narrowed down on you in your measly nightgown, “but she wouldn’t believe me!”

the magical boy puts the hand that isn’t gripping his shadow on his hips, head tilting to the side as he inspects you up and down. “that doesn’t sound like you, y/n.”

“i- how do you know our names?” you blurt.

he smirks, leaning against your dresser before going back to scrubbing his shoe. “me and tink stop by for your stories every night.”

you decide then and there that this couldn’t get any more embarrassing. “but.. my stories are always about you.”

“yeah, that’s my favourite part,” he replies swiftly. you never imagined peter pan to be such a bratty narcissist, though you suppose going off children’s books isn’t the most trustworthy source. “also, my real name’s heeseung. since you’re even prettier up close, i think i’d prefer if you call me that instead.”

you freeze up, mouth parting uselessly as your brother swoops in to save the day. “what about me, what about me?”

he gives the younger boy an annoyed look, pretty eyes rolling back a bit. “you too, i guess.”

while riki blabbers on about how excited he is to meet him, heeseung starts pressing the bottom of his shoe against his shadow, as if using soap would magically glue them back together.

snapping out of your daze, you hop out of bed, rushing over to find your sewing kit. “you can’t attach your shadow back with a bar of soap.” when you pace over to the boy, his eyes furrow down curiously as you grab his shadow and kneel down to his boot. “don’t move.”

you’ve sewn socks, scarves, mittens, and even a ugly hat for your brother as your parents were too cheap to get him a nice one for winter. even with all this experience, you most definitely haven’t sewn a shadow before.

while you begin with your work, your brother plops out of his own bed, suddenly jumping and closing his hands together in a tight ball. he grins proudly, looking over at you with eyes turned into crescents. “sis, i caught a firefly!”

“good job, ki,” you reply absentmindedly. just as you finish up with heeseung’s shadow, offering him a thumbs up to tell him he could move, your brother yelps in alarm.

“y/n! i- i caught a girl!”

your lips part as you try and process his words. “you what?!”

luckily, heeseung quickly rushes over, pulling your brother's hands apart to release a small, pale girl with wings and a mini green dress. her hair was tied in a neat blonde bun, and she’d look like an angel if it wasn’t for the angry scowl painted on her face. “tink, there you are,” he smiles, chuckling as the miniature fairy attempts to smack him with squeaks of anger.

“she’s real too!?” riki hollers, and you mentally thank your parents for constantly leaving the house all mysteriously most nights, or else you’d definitely be more than grounded by now.

“everything in your stories are.” heeseung shrugs. “i tell em’ to the lost boys. jungwon and sunghoon are especially big fans of you both.”

“the lost boys.. they’re like.. your right hand men, right?” riki beams excitedly, earning a nod from the taller boy. tinkerbell is busy tapping her foot stubbornly, as if the both of you taking heeseung’s attention from her was the most annoying thing imaginable.

meanwhile, you gulp in debate of whether you should ruin the bright atmosphere of first introductions. “i’m glad you came back for your shadow, heeseung.”

raising a brow, he stares down at you with an unreadable gleam in his eye. “why?”

“i-“

“y/n’s growing up today,” riki cuts in.

heeseung freezes, even tinkerbell lets out a jingle in surprise. it’s almost as if he was just given the worst news of his life, soft deer eyes now gaping wide and cluelessly. you bite your lip. seeing his reaction only made you feel more sick at the thought. “growing- growing up? but that means..”

“no more sleeping in the nursery, no more stories,” you finish with a frown. heeseung pauses for a moment, huffing before grabbing your wrist and leading you to your window in determination.

your brother immediately follows. “what’re you doing?”

“taking her to neverland,” he announces with quick steps. at his words, tinkerbell seems enraged, jealous perhaps as she begins flapping around and jingling widly despite heeseung paying her no mind.

in the background, riki gasps. “hey, i wanna come too!”

you’re busy yanking the male’s hand from your wrist, giving him a stern gaze. “i can’t just go to neverland and be your personal storyteller!” heeseung flinches, completely taken aback by your raise of volume. “my mother will freak out, i have to take care of my brother and-“

“what’s a mother?” he asks.

“it’s.. someone who loves and cares for you-“

“good, you can be our mother,” he decides. “and we can bring him too i guess.” grabbing your brother's hand, heeseung marches towards your windowsill without another ounce of hesitation.

during your panicking, riki is busy smiling brightly, following the older boy with ease. “c’mon sis, you don’t wanna grow up, do you?”

well.. he had a point.

it was either growing up, getting a job and having responsibilities, or taking the hand of peter pan, flying off to some magical island with your little brother and being young forever. the choice wasn’t too difficult.

“how.. how do we get to neverland?” you inquire, watching as the taller boys share a victorious glance. just as tinkerbell processes his words and begins flying away, heeseung grabs her in the palm of his hand, already shaking pixie dust across the floorboards.

“we fly, of course. what do i say in your stories again?” he ponders, pointy nose scrunching slightly. “oh, right. think of a wonderful thought.”

“any wonderful thought?” he nods again, and you begin to wonder how that silly hat of his doesn’t fly right off.

closing your eyes in sync with your little brother, you begin picturing neverland. the ethereal, otherworldly island with rainbows hovering over mermaid’s lagoon, and plush ferns and greenery complimenting the earthy soiled ground of the neverwoods. you imagine flying by captain hook’s wretched ship and shooting it down with the lost boy’s trusty slingshots, and what kind of conversations you’d have with the beautiful woman that inhabited the sea.

amidst your daydreaming, you barely make out the quiet sounds of tinkerbell’s jingling nearby before small, golden sprinkles begin raining onto you. when they meet your bare skin they burn slightly, not enough to hurt, but enough to remind you of what exactly you were doing.

it has you gulping in anxiousness that only increases as your feet begin lifting off the ground. snapping your eyes open in shock, you nearly lose your balance while experimenting with your new form of travelling.

“y/n, look at me!” riki giggles midair, performing a somersault playfully.

heeseung chuckles along with you both before grabbing your hand, soft fingers resting against your knuckles gently. while you’re distracted by the new contact, the boy pushes his other arm as if he was swimming, efficiently lifting you both higher in the air. he flew with so much ease that only motivated you to learn faster.

at last, he offers you a charming smile that immediately pulls any doubts off your mind. “let’s get out of here before your parents come back, hm pretty?”

you reach down to grab your brother’s hand, gripping it tightly to ensure there isn’t a chance of him being left behind before nodding. “lead the way.”

bonus:

“so like.. are the girls in neverland pretty?” you’d barely even made it out the window, and of course and your brother already managed to ruin the peaceful experience.

“wait til’ you see the mermaids.” heeseung sends your brother a wink, and you watch in disgust as they sneakily fist bump right in front of you.

you close your eyes. “i despise the both of you.”

“the stories you make about me every night say otherwise, pretty girl.”

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[ayyy-imma-ninja]

I think I understand why I love your fairy au so much. Like why it stood out for me. It was mainly because of nostalgia. I remember I watch so many tinkerbell movie (including the peterpan movie, both animated and live action)

The thought of fairies are just so magical for me to fantasize . I almost convince they are real. In some moments I would find small stuff or trinkets like a broken pocket watch or bottle cap and imagine what would a fairy use it as for. Ut was a fun time. Your au just revive that childhood memory that I almost forgot. It made me feel joy, even over lil things. Im so glad I stumble on your fairy au 💙

ARTYYYYYY!!!!

NO HONESTLY SAME!!!

I was SO into fairies when I was little, I binged those movies too! I believed they were real. Even now the child in me clings to that sense of wonderment, of things beyond our comprehension. It might seem silly and foolish to others, but it's what keeps my inner child alive QwQ

[mantis-clan]

i saw that peterpan dude was lonesome and all i can imagine is him being super dramatic, like oh woe is me no one likes me but people keep coming up to him like wanna share prey? and he's like no. and then secretly complains that no one wants to hang out with him lol. just a drama queen

OHHH I LOVE THAT, ,,,

[korkocartoons]

heheheh, quick sketch with Peter Pan (Sweet Pete) and Wendy Darling, all grown up.  One of my friends gave me the idea of Pete Swap gender, actually, is a tradition that Peter Pan must be a girl , and captain hook and Mr Darling are the same actor.  Can imagine that Sweet Pete is a totally curve (big buty and big boobs) girl. hhehehehe a very interesant peterpan´s girl version.

[selamat-linting]

🎶✨ When you get this u have to put 5 songs u actually listen to, publish. Then, send this ask/tag 10 of your favorite followers ✨🎶

(i've been tagged twice for this so im actually pretty excited lol)

1. Periphery - Reptile its 17 minutes of djent and it fucks hard! i dont get genre classifications much but the song also tells a story about alien invasions so i guess its technically some kind of rock opera?

2. SeeYouSpaceCowboy / If I Die First - bloodstainedeyes i've never been there but this song takes the best things from myspace emo music in the mid aughts. watch this in 144p for full immersion

3. VOLA - Head Mounted Sideways this song have the sexiest bass tones i've ever heard. i really like how 'atmospherically heavy' the band sounds in general, if you know what i mean?

4. Dance Gavin Dance - Evaporate imagine youre me. imagine you went to reddit and someone told you to listen to their old songs first before enjoying Evaporate. imagine having your mouth gape wide open as the references from older work starts weaving through the music. Even if you dont know the references, even if youre not part of the fandom, Evaporate is still a very good song. It was so good some people was concerned if this is going to be their last long.

5. Noah - Bintang di Surga this is actually a remastered version of an old song the band did when they're still under the Peterpan name. Both versions are just as good but im posting this instead for recency's sake. Look, this song is just sooo fucking good. Especially in lyrics, like there's people who went through their highschool indo lit class arguing about this song's meaning with their teacher. There are conspiracy videos saying the song is meant to be demonic thats why the lyrics are so subtle and filled with symbolism. the song is just THAT iconic. I will not fucking shut up about this. My personal interpretation of the song is about someone who have gained all the power and all the riches in the world but still felt empty, as if shied away from god's light. The constant use of light and flight related words coupled with grand exaggerations like trusting the sky will catch them if they fail or believing everything is created by God for them only makes the confession that their life felt empty and there is no love left for them hits harder. I should really start translating this song's lyrics so other ppl would get it. Every time I daydream about Vriska, I use this song as her background music.

Okay, now that that's done. I'm gonna tag @potatototheleft @laineysbucketlist @stuhk @babylonbirdmeat @iseeanemeraldinthesky @loudobjectprincess @shadow-banned-the-hedgehog

(btw, you dont have to do this if youre tagged. no pressure!)

[peterpans-bleached-butthole]

Your username is interesting.

omg thank you, it is. i knew i wanted a really weird url, so i came up with the bleached butthole part and then asked my friends to name a character, and they said peterpan. at the time, i wished for another name, but now i couldn't imagine me being anyone elses bleached butthole :)

[nasidahdingin]

This story uses personification to depict a love life like the ebb and flow of the sea. It tells of rice that cries when left unfinished at lunchtime, symbolizing the sadness of unrequited love and the pain of being incomplete. It also represents the journey of moving on.

Welcome to a world where rice in a bowl on the dining table tells its story. Have you ever wondered why rice can cry? The answer is simple: it pours out all its heart but doesn’t get the response it hopes for.

This is a personification of the human experience of moving on, like crying rice. So, which song fits this story? "Pupus" by Dewa? "Menghapus Jejakmu" by Peterpan? Or maybe "Cari Pacar Lagi" by ST12? We’ll find out. Moving on isn’t easy, but in this world, we’ll do it together with the nostalgic tunes of 2000s songs, personifying crying rice. Are you ready to be part of this journey?

In this passage, personification is used to give the rice human-like emotions, helping to convey the feelings of sadness and the process of moving on in a more relatable and imaginative way.

[sadorjan]

PROFILE.

Name: Silas Adorjan

Classification: Wandering Soul

Pronouns: Any

Animanga:

Amaama to Inazuma, Ansatsu Kyoushitsu, Barakamon, Blue Period, Boku No Hero Academia, Byousoku wa 5 Senchimetoru, Colorful, Crayon Shinchan, Enen no Shouboutai, Fugou Keiji: Balance Unlimited, Gakuen Babysitter, Gekkan Shoujo Nozaki-kun, Gokushufudou, Haikyuu!!, Ikebukuro West Gate Park, Isekai Izakaya, Josee to Tora to Sakana-tachi, Jujutsu Kaisen, Kaze ga Tsuyoku Fuiteiru, Kekkai Sensen, Kimetsu no Yaiba, Kimi ni Todoke, Kimi no Nawa, Kotonoha no Niwa, Kyuujitsu no Warumono-san, Mignon, Naruto Shippuden, Rokuhoudou Yotsuiro Biyori, Shiguang Dailiren, Shokugeki no Shouma, Tian Guan Ci Fu, Trigun Stampede, Wakakozake, Yagiza no Yuujin, Yuukoku no Moriarty, Yuzuki-san Chi no Yonkyoudai, and more.

Games:

Homescapes, Honkai: Star Rail, Genshin Impact, Plato, Superstar ATEEZ, Superstar LAPONE.

Music:

ame no parade, Andra & The Backbone, ASIAN KUNGFU GENERATION, ATEEZ, Aurora, BoA, BOYNEXTDOOR, BTS, CHANMINA, Childish Gambino, Chrisye, Chungha, Coldplay, DEAN, Dewa, Diskoria, DNCE, Doja Cat, DURDN, DXTEEN, eill, ENHYPEN, Eve, FLOW, Fujii Kaze, f(x), Hayley Kiyoko, HEIZE, Hoshino Gen, Hozier, Imagine Dragons, INI, JKT48, JO1, King Gnu, Kvi Baba, Lady Gaga, LE SSERAFIM, LOONA, Melanie Martinez, Mukai Taichi, New Jeans, NICO TOUCHES THE WALL, NIKI, NU'EST, OH MY GIRL, ONE OK ROCK, Peterpan, RADWIMPS, RAN, Red Velvet, Rihanna, sakanaction, Sal Priadi, SEKAI NO OWARI, SEVENTEEN, SF9, SHINee, Suda Keina, Suda Masaki, SUNMI, Super Beaver, SURVIVE SAID THE PROPHET, Taylor Swift, THE CHARM PARK, TOMORROW x TOGETHER, Troye Sivan, Vaundy, YOASOBI, Yonezu Kenshi, Yuuri, XG, and more.

[peterpan-ouat-imagines]

Hey can you please do a story about the reader being bullied and emotionally abused by people at school and their parents then they go to Neverland become almost like a mother to the boys until the curse hits and they end up in storybrooke. When Pan shows up to make the 'new Neverland' he admits he loves the reader and decides to try and win back the trust of everyone (lost boys, emma, david, hook, etc)?

Family?- Part 1

I get on the bus and go to school with my brother Henry, he told me he would sit with me but his friends call him to the front and he listens.  I sit alone in the back as he’s with all of his friends laughing and talking.  We were close once but within the past few years since the curse broke, he's become more and more distant.

“Why is your sister being so quiet, is she seriously just now going to school? Where was she before? Learning nothing except how to be quiet and alone?” One of his friends ask whose name I don’t yet know.

“I don’t know, she’s always been afraid of how mean people can be thinking that being home schooled is better, it isn’t like I can stop her, that’s just her nature and my family is fine with it,” he explains.

You see my mother Regina adopted me not long after Henry, but during the curse that she had she always was harder on me than him.  She would go let him be social but I would be grounded over stuff as stupid as eating sweets when told not to.  He was caught shoplifting candy and she didn’t question it and blamed it on these other kids.  If that was me she wouldn’t even question the cashier and ground me for a month.

Why can’t even my brother stand up for me.  I hate it here.

The bus comes to a stop and everyone gets off.  I look at my schedule and see that I have Ms. Blanchard who in a complicated way is family to me.  She’s such a sweet teacher but for some reason outside of school not so much with me.  I sit in the back next to Henry but his friends tell me to move and go to the back where antisocial people are and I don’t even know where to begin to stand up to him.  I look at Henry who does nothing to help me.

I go to the back and as class begins I get out my notebooks and realize I do not have a pencil.  I lean over and ask the person in front of me if they have one and they tell me no.  Great, I am screwed already with a teacher who probably will not be nice to me and I can’t even take notes.  Let’s just hope I am good at memorizing what she says in my head.

She begins teaching us English, my strongest subject which I am glad about.  We begin having a small spelling bee as a warm up and split different sides.  I am on the opposite team as my brother and his friends and get the feeling this will be competitive.  Everything starts out easy, the name of states, and then gets harder like some foods that have silent letters that you wouldn’t think of, then it gets to me.

“Y/n, spell “Reign”,” she tells me.

“Easy, R-A-I-N,” I spell confidently.

“Sorry, you were wrong,” she then spells it the way she meant.  I can’t believe she didn’t give me any reference before I was wrong.

The other half of the class laughs at me and my team gets mad, “Why didn’t you ask for the definition?!” Did you seriously think she would give you a word like that after having someone spell something harder?” My face goes red of embarrassment as I sit down because I am out.

One of Henry’s buddies go next, “Jack, spell accept,”

“Can you please use that in a sentence Ms. Blanchard?” he then gives me a smug look and I roll my eyes.  She does as asked and he spells it correctly.  As time goes on he ends up being the winner and he is so arrogant about it.

Lunch comes around and I sit alone, of course.  As they pass me another of his friends mocks me, “Y/n, did it ever rain, when your mom reigned?” he asks and all I feel like doing is breaking down and crying.  I look over at Henry hoping he will stick up for me but he looks away.  I feel like he wants to stand up for me but he just doesn’t.

The rest of the day is the same, shitty and I stay being bullied.  I go home and sit by myself reading a book hoping I don’t get picked on again.  Luckily Jack is too preoccupied with trying to get attention from hitting on some girl to bother me.

I walk home with Henry.  It is silent for the most part which is weird because we used to be so close, “So how was your first day?” he finally asks acting like he didn’t just stand by and watch me get bullied.

I roll my eyes, “It was great.” I say flatly not meaning it at all.

We finally get back to Regina’s and I storm off to my room.  Regina isn’t home, not that she’d ask me how my day was if I were there.  I just do my homework and stay in my room for the rest of the day.

Later that night there’s a whoosh by my bedside and I get excited. For the past month I have been seeing a shadow who has been telling me about this amazing place for the longest time.  It sounds too good to be true so I have never actually gone with it, I just listen to all of the stories it shares.  It’s creepy deep modulated voice always makes the stories unappealing but still exciting.

“Shadow!” I exclaim and open my window and lean over the edge. It doesn’t smile at me. It doesn’t smile at all for that matter.  It just starts talking about the leader who sounds so fascinating and adventurous. “A boy is the leader? That’s insane!”

“You can come with me and meet him. Everyone there is just like you,” it tells me.

“Shadow this is my life, I don’t like it but magic always comes with a price and going with you to this glorious place I doubt has any exceptions,” I tell it being honest.

“Very well, have a nice life, not that you will since you choose to stay,” it tells me and flies away for the night.

“Nice life? What? Come on!” I complain. It’s probably all in my head or I misheard him. It’ll be back.

The next day of school is the same as the first. Jack bullies me and Henry just stands there doing nothing about it like some wuss. When we leave we have to go to Emma’s place. Emma is nice but I’m not her biological child like Henry is so I feel like that’s always made her take less of an interest in me.

“Hey Emma,” I say.

“Hi y/n, how was school?” She asks.

“Awful, I’m the bully’s target and can’t stand up for myself,” I tell her. She won’t care but I can still share.

“That stinks,” she says. She doesn’t even give any advice, Henry would get a good pep talk if he said that.  I don’t get why I’m overlooked from all of them.

“Hey David,” I say, David is Henry’s grandpa, but like everyone else, ignores me.

“Why weren’t you at the station today?” he asks me mad.

“What do you mean?” I ask.

“Mary Margaret said you would go in and cover for me while I had to see mother superior,” he is definitely angry with me.

“This is the first I’m hearing of this,” I say honestly feeling attacked.

“Mary Margaret would say otherwise,” he huffs and hangs his coat up.

I open up my binder to distract me from that guilt trip and start to do my school. I can’t get the shadow out of my head and start to draw it.

It’s black as night and smoky but not so smoky it doesn’t have a defined shape.  The bright white eyes that could blind someone if they stared at it too long.  Capturing it in imminent detail with my darkest colored pencils.

My mom drives by to pick me and Henry up and we go back home, “How were both of your days?” she asks us.

“Fine,” I huff.

“It was good!” Henry says.

I roll my eyes.

We get back and she makes dinner for us three.

“How are you liking public school so far y/n?” she asks.  I see a small smirk, she probably knows how shitty it was and wants me to reiterate it all.

“Could be better, I’m not exactly making friends but it’s fine,” I say moving my fork around in my spaghetti.

“Henry is the same way, he’s more of a loner,” she tells me which is completely untrue but I guess Henry has just never wanted us to know about Jack.

After we eat I help clean up and then go to my room.  I sit by the door, waiting for the shadow to come, the main thing I look forward to.  I wait and wait but it just doesn’t show.  Could it have actually meant what it said when it told me to have a nice life?  Could reality that I will never go to this magical wonderful place really be hitting me?  I can’t have that.  I need to believe that there is something amazing for me out there.  If only someone could take me away.

A couple more weeks go by and they aren’t any better than the last.  I’m consistently drawing this shadow.  Drawing all the daydreams I have of it whisking me away to Neverland and it flying me to the star.  Drawing in different lettering “Second star to the right and straight on till morning,” everything it has told me.  About the people there, what the leader in green leather could look like, all of it.

In art class the next day, we have the project of sculpting a bowl which gets me nervous because I’ve never sculpted before.  Ms. Patrick shows us all have and unfortunately at my table Jack starts bragging about how skilled he is.  I need to make something better than him just to shut his pompous ass up.

She shows us how to start and we all take clay and throw some water on it and start to mold it.  Jack actually wasn’t lying when he said he is good and starts making something that looks like a bowl much faster than the rest of us.  I keep trying to shape my bowl and it starts to slowly come together.  At the end of class it does look like a bowl, most people’s bowl doesn’t look put together though.  I look over at Jack’s and it looks really good, it has a design to it too.

We all put our pieces on the wall and Jack trips me and it falls out of my hands and becomes a mess on the floor.

“What the hell?” I say.

“Y/n are you okay?” The teacher asks coming over and her along with the class look at my smushed piece of clay.

“I’m sorry that happened,” She says and I don’t even bother accusing Jack because why would they believe me.

“It’s fine, I’ll just come during lunch to remake it,” I say annoyed.

When it’s lunchtime I go to the art studio and start remaking the bowl.  It’s a lot easier now that I’ve already done it.  I form it and take a pencil and draw different lines in it and poking it trying to make a better design than Jack.  It comes out looking nice.

At the end of the day I’m still teased but I feel better knowing my pottery piece is as good, if not better, than Jack’s.

Despite Jack messing up my artwork I feel really good about my day.  I go to Emma’s after school with Henry.

“Emma guess what!” I say excited.

“Can’t talk I need to go,” she says as she is heading out the door, “Hook should be here in a little bit tell him.  She seems in a rush.  Why does she have to be so dismissive?

“Okay then,” I start to do the usual with Henry next to me.

“What did you get for number six on Mary Margaret’s worksheet?” he asks.

“The answer is 54,” I tell him.

We work in silence together which is usually fine but something about right now feels really eery and off.

“Henry,” I begin.

“Yeah?” he says.

“Why don’t you ever stick up for me?” I finally ask.

“I don’t know how, Jack is like the leader of the group.  I’m the background guy who’s quiet,” he answers.

“You’re also my brother,” I tell him, “Look, everyone in this town doesn’t care about me or how I am.  I just thought that siblings have a better connection than parents and uncles,” I explain.

“The thing is, we aren’t siblings,”

“What does that mean?” I ask confused.

“We were both adopted.  I was the first child so I get treated better.  You aren’t biologically related to me or anything,”

My heart drops when he says that.  He’s pulled away, but for him to say this?

“W-what about Regina? She’s your adopted mother, she’s still family,”

“That’s different, she’s taken care of me for years,” he says.

“You mean the first 10 years when she made you feel crazy because of the curse and I was there trying to be supportive.  She was taking care of you?  That was straight up emotional abuse!”

“Just drop it, you’re just someone I’ve had to deal with for 12 years,” he tells me and my heart feels like its been crushed.

“I-I'm gonna go to Granny’s,” I get up and leave and head to the toll bridge, it’s like my safe place..

I pass Hook on the way in.  He’s never really tried to talk to me or get to know me so why stay for that?

I can’t believe I actually thought I could have a good day for once.  I don’t understand why Henry said that, he can’t actually think that but it would explain a lot.  Not standing up for me, being distant in general. I sigh.

I see Regina’s vault from a distance and choose to go in and explore.  I push the coffin that takes a lot of effort because I’m not strong but somehow achieve.  I look around staring at the spell books and potions in different sized and shaped bottles.  I choose to do a little research while I’m here and figure out how to summon the shadow.  I really need it.  Henry telling me that truly has made me feel as if I don’t belong now.  I scour each book that could give hints on summoning and mythical creatures but nothing about this shadow that I see comes up.

I slide against the cold wall down to the floor and start contemplating the mistakes I’ve made and the hatred I’ve felt over the years.

“I’m sorry!  I shouldn’t have sent you away! I believe you! I believe I’m supposed to be on that island!” I shout, “I believe,” I say getting quiet and sniffle.

[skangawr]

[10.45 PM]

Hugging him is always an addiction, the smell of sun, woods, citrus, and a little bit of sea. If nature was a person, he would be a perfect fit. He was earth, my whole earth.

He let out a chuckle, hand caressing my back. I could hold him for the rest of the night.

But as cliché as it sounds, he had to go. He need to go.

Renjun loosened his embrace, staring at my face in admiration when I should have been the one who do exactly that. "I'll come to your window every week."

I puckered my lips, "Why not every night?"

"Every night?" He laughed quietly, hands now holding my sides. A sweet smile, sparkling eyes, "Darling, Neverlands isn't one block away from your apartment unit you know."

Renjun lean in, kissed my right cheek ever so softly, "It's okay, one week will go by quickly. We’ll survive."

“I guess,” Then I pulled him into a bear hug, so tight that I'm sure he was suffocating. I would never let go of this boy, not now, not ever.

Since he is the best thing that ever happened to me.

[lovesanmotion]

With U - Song Mingi

summary: in which tinkerbell!reader has an admirer and peterpan!mingi gets jealous

taglist: @yunhobabygurl @atiny-chocolate-chip @minhyukmyluv @yunhoandonly

"Hey Y/N! Wanna go to Skull Rock and find the mysterious treasure they talk about?" Mingi asks as he eagerly made his way towards you, crouching down as he waits for your response.

You shook your head, creating a tinkling sound before leaning to Mingi's ear why you couldn't go.

"You're going to Pixie Hollow? But what for?" Mingi raises a brow and leans his head down to listen what you had to say.

"Yeosang? Who is that?" Mingi started to feel curious as to who this Terence was before Y/N turned her head to look at the clock and immediately bolted out the door.

"Y/N! Come back!" But it was no use, Y/N had already flew to Pixie Hollow, leaving Mingi alone.

"Oh come on Mingi, Yeosang might be just a friend of Y/N!" Cubby reasons to a sulking Mingi who has his legs spread out in the makeshift couch and his arms crossed over his chest.

"Yeah! Pretty close friends!" Slightly teases as he exaggerated the word "close" to Mingi. Making Mingi feel even more jealous.

"That's it boys! Were going to Pixie Hollow and see what Y/N is doing." Mingi says, opening the door before jogging towards north along with the lost boys.

Back in Pixie Hollow, Yeosang is a tinking fairy just like Y/N with blond hair with brown eyes. Calm and logical, everyone in Pixie Hollow knew how infatuated Yeosang is in to Y/N, except Y/N.

"The cherry blossoms are blooming beautifully! I can't believe were seeing it in its first day of blooming!" Y/N says, admiring the pink and white flowers that bloomed beautifully on the cherry blossom trees.

"Yeah, very beautiful" Yeosang says, but he paid no attention to the flowers as his eyes were fondly looking at Y/N.

While Y/N was busy admiring the flowers, Yeosang picked up a pink cherry blossom and gently attached it on top of Y/N's neatly tied bun hair.

Shy and blushing by his gesture, Y/N turned to look at Yeosang shyly before looking behind him and knew someone who she knew particularly wore a green top with a green hat.

"Mingi?"

"Hiyya Y/N!"

Confused as to how he got here, Mingi crouched down to level with them two. "Is this the Yeosang guy you were talking about? You should know that me and Y/N go on all adventures together! We saved Tiger Lily in Indian Camp, found a large red octopus at Pegleg Point and oh she's also good friends with the mermaids at Mermaid Lagoon!"

As Mingi drawled about his adventures with Y/N to Yeosang, he wasn't aware of the fact that Y/N took a hold on Yeosang's hand and quietly flew away together.