Pan laughed as he chased Y/N through the field, her dress end catching into all of the dandelions and ripping apart little shreds at the bottom. Her giggles and shrieks were the only sound gracing Pan’s ears, one he decided he would chase for as long as he lived and here in Neverland that was…. well, forever.

“Stop! Stop I can’t breathe,” Y/N huffed, her whole entire face red from the constant running.

“That’s not my problem.” He laughed as sped his running up, a grin shining on his face as she took a few steps back in mock horror.

“Don’t!” She warned, screaming as he knocked the both of them down into the long, pampas grass.

Y/N groaned as her head, now cradled in Pan’s hand, smacked against the soft ground. A dull ache of pain spread past the base of her skull, her face scrunching up:

“Are you okay? I’m sorry Y/N I didn’t know…” Pan wavered off, his own face scrunching up in worry.

Y/N pushed him off if her with a laugh, hearing his huff of breath and surprise.

“You’re a dork.”

Pan smiled, combing his finger tips through his dirty blond hair. He leaned on top of Y/N again, caving her under him as he planted his hands on each side of her head.

“I’ll kiss you better.”

“Pan,” Y/N gushed, shying her head away as he leaned in, his lips catching the side of her jaw. In complete honesty she loved the attention he gave her; loved that he left his Lost Boy camp specifically to play around with her but she always got blushey-eyed and shy.

“Just one?” He whispered, using one of his hands to cup her jaw sweetley.

“I shouldn’t.”

Pan leaned down and touched his lips to hers, testing the waters before closing his eyes and kissing her thoroughly and deeply.

She entwined her hands around his neck and pressed him closer, losing sudden focus and turning her head with a nervous laugh.

“Mother always wanted me to wait before I fooled around…” She trailed off, sighing sweetly as Pan leaning back in and kissed down her throat.

“You’re in a Neverland, sweetheart. No one except yourself can tell ya’ what to do. Well.” He suddenly chuckled. “No one but yourself and I since —.”

“Since you’re the ruler, yeah yeah.”

“Well then, why don’t you kiss me?”

Y/N smiled and gazed up at Pan, who’s head hovered just in the right position to block her eyes from the harsh sun. She lifted an arm up and threaded her hands through his hair, warmed by the sunlight.

“Just this once. And don’t tell any body.”

“You have my word, sweetheart. Now kiss me first.”

“You kiss me first.” She fired back with a grin, shrieking as Pan dug his fingers into her waist and tickled her ribs.

“What? I can’t hear you!” He shouted past her laughs and cries to stop. “Only way to get me to stop is to kiss me!”

“Fine!” Y/N cried, regaining her breath as his fingers came to a slow halt. “Fine. But stand up, I want to stand up.”

Peter Pan climbed off of her, holding his hand out to her and helping her off of the grass.

“Okay.” She breathed, smoothing her dress down. “Um…”

“I believe you promised to kiss me.” Pan grinned smugly, twitching an eyebrow up.

Y/N rolled her eyes before throwing her arms around his shoulders, feeling him press his body to hers in anticipation as he curled ine arm around her hip, squaring his broad shoulders up as he looked down at her with fondness.

Y/N leaned in and hesitatantly touched her lips to his, feeling her face warm up as he touched his free hand to her chin.

“Open your mouth a lit’tle more, love.”

And Y/N did, feeling him work his mouth against hers as he twirled her hair behind her ear. Pan sighed a groan into her mouth, pressing her hips into his as he lost himself in the sweet kiss, gasping aloud as she leaned back, tweaked his nose and took off running with her laughter following her.

He chased her with laughs of his own, empty threats of catching her as they ran around the empty Summer field, the mermaids watching them with soft sighs and hearts in their eyes.

Coughs and cuddles

Request: PAN TAKING CARE OF A SICK READER!!!!❤❤❤🥰

Pairing: Pan x reader

Warnings: a little suggestive, mainly cute, short sweet and kinda bad (I’m sorry)

Winter rolled around faster than I had expected, wrapping the island in a think blanket of glistening, white snow that sparkled whenever the sun hit it. The scene which unfolded before my e/c eyes looked like something out of a fairy tale, small snowflakes gracefully fell from the cloudy grey sky, gently kissing the dirt ground before disappearing, transforming into a tiny water droplet on the floor. Sitting back I watched in awe, pressing my rosy cheeks up against the icy window pane, intently gazing at the snow from the warmth of Peter’s tree house.

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Truth or Dare

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Prompt: A game of truth or dare takes a turn for the cuddles.

Requested by: anon

Warnings: none

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I was really starting to hate that I agreed to play truth or dare with the Lost Boys. I knew that it would be a horror show of embarrassing stories and humiliating dares but it had to be kinda fun. Right?

Wrong!

Ten minutes into this game I was dared to only pick dares for the rest of the game. At the time I didn’t think anything of it. What’s the worst the boys could make me do? Plus if I am doing dares all the time then they can’t ask me personal questions. So I took the dare and every other dare that came my way.

At first it was pretty standard. They asked me to stand on my head until it was my turn again. Hold my breath for as long as I could without passing out. Run to the other end of camp and back in less than thirty seconds. Normal stupid challenges.

Until Peter decided to join the game.

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my new thing has been just… acting on my ideas. like i thought maybe my desk would look better on a different part of my room so i like. moved it? just like that! i ripped an old anatomy book and stuck the diagrams up on my wall like some kind of old timey victorian doctor. i wanted a starbucks and i walked one and a half miles back and forth in a floridian storm and goddamn it was a good coffee. life is too short babey if you think of something just do it. nike

This was weirdly motivating

Olivia Hussey in Romeo and Juliet (1968)

“Lemme holla at you”

“I have a boyfriend”

“You happy w him?”

😂😂😂😂

fuckk

This takes me out every time

Trash

So I was taught a lesson in how to get rid of a migraine in 30 seconds and omfg listen my migraines don’t go away ever but I was shown what part of my body to touch and like???????????????

It’s witchcraft????????? Like I would be burned at the stake if I lived in ye olde days knowing that information?????

What the fuck??????

Spill it! Lol….Hooooowwwww?? Had migraines since age 9….😓😓😓

Its called the T4 push, but I literally can’t find the info online????? I guess I’m not searching good enough? These medical fuckers are holdin out on us lol.

It’s best to have someone do this for you while you stand up and relax your muscles as best you can, but if you’re alone, a tennis ball and a flat surface will probably work. Alternatively you can lie on the edge of a bed at the pressure point. (But no really do try to find someone to do it for you)

Find the area in your spine between either the first, second, third, or fourth vertebrae. It should be sore and uncomfortable to press down on, so look for the one that’s most painful, and press down with as much pressure as you can on that area for 30 seconds.

Realize that 80% of your pain has magically disappeared and keep the info secret if you live in a small puritan town, lest you be tried for witchcraft.

If you don’t have to worry about being burned or hanged, then share the info with your migraine suffering friends.

As someone who wrote a 10k word paper on pressure points for a high belt ranking test in her martial arts class, I can tell you that you just found a pressure point used in acupressure and acupuncture to relieve pain, particularly that in the head. :)

Hand to god we discovered this by accident when my husband was rubbing my neck and I nearly collapsed it felt so good

This post was sent by literal angels??? I’ve had a persistent low-level headache for nearly 24hrs and now it’s gone??? In 30 seconds? What gods did you sacrifice to for this information!?!?

As a medical massage therapist, I thought I would give my two cents.

This is good for tension migranes and normal migraines, but actually pretty useless for sinus migraines. It’ll help for a hot second, but quickly come back. (These are usually the migraines behind your eyes, in your ears, and behind your forehead. Sometimes it can feel like jaw pain or TMJ) for sinus migraines, behind the ear in a divot. Press down firmly and pull towards your collarbone. That’ll drain your sinuses. Also, pressing around the eye socket on the cheekbones help. There is also a little triangle up away from the eye in the eyebrow bone. Press and hold pretty hard and that’ll relieve that behind the forehead pain. Also, ear pulling is great to help move sinuses around.

Don’t forget the temples too! Press firmly and hold. Open and close your jaw while holding your temples. It’ll feel weird, but it’ll help with jaw pain. It’ll work a similar way if you hold the jaw joint under your cheekbone.

And never underestimate the power of a foot massage!! Give minutes can be all the difference!! Our feet are our base. If they hurt even a little, somewhere else in your body will hurt. Treat your feet and sinuses kindly!

As a lifelong sufferer from frequent migraines I will reblog this everytime I see it, for myself and my fellow sufferers!!

I have chronic migraines. Reblogging this for later.

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Part Two

Part Three

Part Four

Part Five

Part Six

Part Seven

Part Eight

Part Nine

Part Ten

Part Eleven

Part Twelve

Part Thirteen

Part Fourteen

Part Fifteen 

After the smoke cleared you were in a house you had never seen and it was barely furnished, like whoever was living here didn’t plan to stay long.

You tried to back away from Peter, but he held you close to him.

‘Alone at last, Darling.’ he smiled.

You glared at him, tears still fresh in your eyes.

‘So this is it huh? I’m yours now? Fine.’ you spat pulling your hair from it’s now sloppy bun.

‘I give you my body or you start dropping bodies?’ you snarled as you removed your top angrily.

Peter watched you pull your skirt off with no emotion on his face.

‘If that’s how it is then fine, but don’t expect me to pretend there is any love in this.’ you said.

Peter stared at you another second later before a dark grin came to his face.

‘If that’s how you want to do this love.’ he smiled, removing his shirt.

He quickly picked you up, wrapping your legs around his waist before pinning you against a wall.

He went to kiss you but you turned your head so his lips hit your jaw instead.

He sighed and rested his head on your shoulder, before letting go of you and backing away.

‘It’s no fun if you don’t enjoy it.’ he complained.

‘Well I guess it won’t ever be fun, because I’ll never enjoy being with you. Not in the bedroom or out of it.’ you said.

‘You sure about that?’ he challenged.

‘I’m positive, you disgust me and your touch makes my skin crawl. If I wasn’t all my dad had left I’d say I prefer you kill me.’ you glared.

‘Before we continue this chat, I must say its hard to find you threatening when you’re half naked.’ he smirked.

Your glare intensified.

‘Fine, I’ll show you how fair I can be. If I have you begging me to kiss you with in…lets say one week. After that you will drop the attitude and willingly share my bed.’ he offered.

‘And when I don’t, because that will never happen.’ you replied.

Peter thought for a second.

‘Then I will let you go…I’ll pick a new…better behaved girl.’ he bargained.

‘Why not skip the game and just get another girl?’

‘There are two very simple answers to that question, one, I love a good game, and two, I want you. I wan to break through your walls and make you love me so much you’d kill for me.’ he said stepping back into your personal space.

‘Good luck with that.’ you spat as you walked away, going to grab your clothes.

Once you were dressed you looked around the house, you were in a very plain living room. It only consisted of a beige couch, wooden coffee table, an empty book shelf and a TV system.

‘Where are we, magic or not you don’t have good enough credit to buy a house.’ you said as you go look out the window and see that you were somewhere in the woods.

‘You’d be surprise what magic is capable of when you’re willing to pay the price. My immortality was my price so the power I have here is great, all the more reason to be with me.’ Peter said walking up behind you, placing a arm around you.

You angrily shook him off.

‘You can’t bribe me, Peter.’

‘By all means call me Pan.’ he smiled.

‘The Charmings are going to know you are here, Peter. How long do you think it will take them to defeat you? Kill you maybe? Or maybe they won’t have to, not if your son gets to you first.’ you threatened.

‘Those fools can’t over power me, not at full strength. They only bested me in Neverland because the magic of the island was dying, but here, the magic is strong.’ he said confidently. 

You rolled your eyes and stormed up the stairs.

‘Where are you going?’

‘To find a bed, running through the woods to save your father and having your freedom taken from you is very tiresome.’ you sassed.

‘The master bedroom is downstairs, and you did swear to share a bed with me.’ Peter smiled smugly.

You groaned nearly a solid thirty seconds as you stomped down the stairs and marched past Peter down the hall that you assumed lead to the bedroom.

Your assumption was right.

The master bedroom was as plain as the living room, only a king sized bed, a nightstand, a his and hers bathroom, and a walk in closet. You saw some clothes in there and recognized them from your room.

You were silently impressed as you removed your clothes a second time and changed into some sweats.

You turned to get scared to death when you see Peter in the bed.

‘Ready for our first nap together?’

You were tempted to just run upstairs and lock yourself in a room.

With a defeated sigh you went and got in the bed stay as far from Peter as you could without falling off.

‘Why so distant?’ he teased.

‘Because you disgust me, hopefully when I wake up this will all have been a nightmare.’ you answered, turning over, giving him the literal cold shoulder.

‘Sweet dreams to you too love.’ Peter smiled. 

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You were visited by the magic kitten of rest. Reblog to have a good night’s sleep.

I had a horrible nightmare last night so I am taking no chances, I believe in this soft and good restful kitten <3

I’m a new mom, so I’ll reblog this tiny floof.

Not Dead Yet (Part 51)

*Hello again!*

Pairing: Reader x Peter Pan

Warning: language

Just when Tigerlily was believing that Neverland may actually may not be so bad reality had to come knocking at her door. More accurately it pulled her off her path and motioned for her to be silent with a knife pressed to her throat. Why was this the preferred method of getting someone’s attention in this realm?

“Evening, Pan,” she regarded the dangerously thin and sickeningly pale boy threatening her, “Glad to see your stint with your mother hasn’t changed you too terribly.”

“You knew.” he growled. “All this time you knew about her. Why didn’t you say anything?”

“I knew you didn’t care about your parents and I thought she was barred easily enough from this realm that she shouldn’t have been a problem. If I had mentioned that I knew who your mother was, would you have wanted to know?”

“When it’s one of the powerful forces in the realms, yes!” he pressed the flat of his dagger harder against her throat.

“This isn’t about your mother. Not entirely.” She had been watching over this boy for years she could tell when something was bothering him. He still had his quirks even after so long. “She told you something or said something. Something happened over there that you can’t forget. What?”

He regarded her for a moment before easing the blade away and sheathing it once more. He paced on the trail trying how best to convey what was weighing on his mind. “Pan, you were my godchild but perhaps something like this is easier to talk to with someone you have more trust in. Y/N just went back to camp if you’re–”

“No.” Pan snapped. His fists clenched and unclenched and with it the wind picked up. “She can’t know about this.”

“About what?”

“You worked with the Black Fairy for years. Did you know who Y/N was before she came to Neverland?”

“Did I know Y/N?”

“Yes. Did you ever see her or did the fairy mention her before you met her back in Tortuga?”

“Of course not. What use would she have had for your Lost Girl before she became so?”

“That’s what I thought but what she said…Y/N can’t be…” he leaned back against a tree rubbing at his temples.

“What did she tell you about Y/N? Is she in some kind of danger?”

“Just swear to me that you nor that woman knew anything about Y/N before she came to Neverland.”

“On my life I have no idea about the Black Fairy knowing anything about your Lost Girl while I worked for her.” Tigerlily promised.

Pan nodded and without another word left back in the direction of the camp.

“Fiona, what have you done to your son?” she muttered to herself and wandered back to her cave.

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The next morning after Peter’s return was hectic. With so many new children on the island from the Black Fairy’s mines we were beside ourselves over what to do with them. They all seemed like good kids but so did Isaac and Rufio when they first got here. It was impossible to tell if the fairy had any sway over them still. In the end Peter decided to send them all away. It was too much new blood all at once and it came from an unreliable source. Many of the children begged to stay, one little boy named Jamahl more than the others. Still Peter was firm in his decision.

Since I was the one that had come up with the idea to liberate the children from the mines it was now my job to drop them off in another realm to live. I visited quite a few realms that day dropping a number of kids off at different lands and realms. Through it all the little boy Jamahl refused to go. We had stopped in Agrabah at the site of what looked to be the ruins of some war from years ago.

“Listen kid,” I turned to him, “I cannot take you back to Neverland. Peter said that all you kids from the mines needed to leave. So if you could just run along and make yourself a life in one of these realms it would be much appreciated.”

“But I want to be a Lost Boy! I want to have adventures on Neverland with Just Pan.” he whined.

“You can have adventures here.” I gestured to the wide sand dunes of the desert. “Agrabah is a great place for adventure.”

“This is Agrabah?” Jamahl looked around with new awe, “Just Pan told us about a giant scorpion he fought while visiting here.”

“See. Fun, adventure, deadly creatures around every corner. Can I go now?”

“I don’t know.” Jamahl looked back at the city on the horizon.

I sighed and reached for a discarded shield among the many broken and fallen weapons scattered around. “You ever try sledding?”

“Sledding?”

“Yeah.” I set the shield down on the top of a sand dune and motioned for him to sit. “I used to do this years ago before I came to Neverland. Of course that was with snow and not sand but it’s still the same.”

“What do you do.” he asked as he made himself comfortable in the shield.

“You sled.” I gave the back of the shield a small kick and he started sliding down the dune gaining speed as he did. I heard him give a loud cheer from where he stopped at the bottom. I got a shield of my own and took off after him.

“That was so much fun!” he cheered as we skidded to a halt.

“Told ya.” I ruffled his hair, “Just because it isn’t Neverland doesn’t mean it’s not fun. You wouldn’t have liked Neverland all that much either. Especially when Peter gets mad. Agrabah and all the adventures you’re sure to go on here will be much better.”

He cocked his head to the side staring at me for an uncomfortably long amount of time. “Okay kid, you’re creeping me out. What do you want?”

“If it’s so bad, why are you going back?”

“Well it’s not terrible and it is my home. All my friends and family are there. Ben, Nick, Devin, Felix, and the rest of my brothers.”

“And Just Pan?”

“Him too. He’s my best friend. I can’t just leave him.”

“A best friend? What’s the difference between a friend and a best friend?”

“Well, a friend is someone you can have fun with and trust. A best friend is that and so much more. A best friend can tell when you’re upset without having to say a word. A best friend is someone you would kill for or die for because you’re so close.”

“And they kiss?”

“What?”

“Well, you kissed Just Pan but not the others. Do best friends do that too?”

“Not exactly. Peter is my best friend but he’s also something a little more too.”

“You like him, don’t you.” The kid teased.

I gave the kid a kick to the rump. “You young sir have officially used up all your time talking with me. I have to get going.” I withdrew a bean from my pouch, “If I drop this are you going to try and follow or are you actually going to stay?”

Jamahl looked back at the city and down at the shield he was struggling to hold in his stumpy fingers. He stared back up at me and nodded. “I think I’m gonna stay.”

“Good.” I dropped the bean, “Have a nice life.”

I was swept through the portal and landed back in Neverland. The sun was still high in the sky. Training must be finishing up.

Maybe I could finally stay in one place for a while. No more surprise fairy mothers or portals or pirates or whatever big annoying danger looming on the horizon. Right now I wanted to focus on having a somewhat peaceful rest of my day.

Stretched out on the sand a few feet away was Tigerlily. I walked up and sat down next to her. “Well hello, back already I see.” she smirked.

“Should have been back sooner. Most of the kids went without a fuss except for one. Every time I made a portal to leave he kept jumping in at the last second. Had to go to three different realms before I was able to shake him in Agrabah. Nice enough kid, in another time he would have made a decent Lost Boy.” I stretched out next to her. “What about here? The boys kill Isaac yet?”

“Not that I’m aware. Then again if I go anywhere near your camp Pan will string me up in those cages.”

“True.” I felt a familiar chill drift across my skin. “Speak of the devil…” I turned over and there was Peter stalking towards me.

“I suppose that’s my cue to go.” Tigerlily mumbled something else under her breath.

She got up and gave Peter a stern look before leaving. What was that about? If it bothered Peter he didn’t show it.

“Hey there, chief,” I got up, “I thought you weren’t going to be using unnecessary magic until you had restored your energy. Three weeks starving in the Black fairy’s lair left you worse for wear and we both know it.”

“I do feel better though.”

“Oh really? Well enough to say, play the Piper and try to find the Truest Believer tonight?”

“About that, the Piper is now dead when it comes to finding the Truest Believer.”

“Why?” One of the things I know he loves is leaving the island to find recruits and play the Piper. “What reason could you have to give that up?”

“My shadow is more than capable of finding believers and bringing them to the island. Besides, our latest recruit via the pipes yielded Isaac. Need I say more?”

“Speaking of which, why isn’t he dead?” I asked.

“He’s leverage in case that damned fairy comes around again. He has insider knowledge that’s more recent then Tigerlily’s. He could be of some use.”

“He tried to kill me. I mean so has Felix a handful of times but that was all in good fun. You’ve killed boys for less.”

“How about as your leader you shouldn’t be questioning me so much?”

I rolled my eyes and looped my arms around his neck. “I can question you all I want. I earned that right.”

“By being brave and bloodthirsty?” he grinned pulling me closer.

“No, by sleeping with you.” I mirrored his smirk.

“You shouldn’t sell yourself so short. But now that you’ve brought it up,” He kissed me hotly. His tongue caressing mine.

“Wait a second, wait a second,” I pulled back. Peter gave a low whine and instead went to nuzzling my neck. “Why exactly did you come out to find me?”

“I’ll tell you after.” he murmured claiming my lips again.

“Peter Pan, you tell me what is going on.” I demanded between kisses.

“Come on, I’m feeling better enough for this. Don’t take this away from me.” he pulled me down until we collapsed on the sand.

“Peter,” I warned.

“Y/N,” he mimicked mockingly. “Fine. I came looking for you when I felt your presence on the island again to give you this.” He held up a leather cuff like the ones he wore but embedded into it was what looked to be like a small glowing amber.

“What’s this?”

“Seeing as how we’ve had such bad luck with necklaces I thought this might be a safer option in terms of jewelry.” he slid the cuff over my wrist.

“I wouldn’t necessarily call it jewelry but this is a very pretty stone.” I ran my fingers over it, “Thank you.”

“Don’t mention it…” he pulled me between his legs so I was relaxing against his chest looking over the sea. He pressed a kiss to the back of my neck.

Maybe another time I would have asked why his libido seemed to have died within seconds but I wanted to soak in the peaceful moment. Why couldn’t we live like this? No lives on the line or regular death. While I know I would get bored if life didn’t have any of the adventures I’m used to a part of me wants to stay in this one moment. Peter and I laying on a beach on a warm sunny day with no one else in sight and no worries.

We might have stayed out there all afternoon if it wasn’t for the fact that we got hungry and I was still not letting Peter use his magic unless it was completely necessary. So reluctantly we left our picturesque moment and went back to camp where the boys were shooting arrows into the sky in a game of bravery. It seemed incredibly stupid and a waste of arrows so naturally I had to go be a part of it.

“Has the princess come to play with the common folk?” Felix teased when he saw me saunter up to the ring of boys.

“She has and she’s ready to prove you’re all cowards.” I leaned on Devin, “That being said I am going to use you as a human shield if I think the arrow is going to hit me.”

“I’m honored,” Devin shrugged me off. “Enough chatting! Nick, shoot the arrow.”

Nick cocked his bow up to the sky and let loose an arrow that disappeared in the sun. Now it was just a case of who would stay in the ring the longest. Some of the newer boys bailed out after they couldn’t see the arrow anymore, then some of the others until I saw it coming back down and jumped back. I didn’t get hit but it did land where I was standing a moment earlier. The only one left in the ring was Felix who was looking down on the rest of us with superiority.

“Another loss to add to your collection.” Felix picked up the arrow, “No sense breaking tradition, eh?”

“One of these days I am going to make you choke on your arrogance.” I spat, “One day, Felix!”

“Yep, just not today…or tomorrow or any day in the likely and near future. Maybe give it another decade.” He tossed the arrow to me.

“Felix,”

“Yes?”

“You’re a dick.”

“Yes.”

I gave the arrow back to Nick and he launched it into the sky again. We kept on with our little game for a few rounds before the arrow drove into Devin’s foot. He was spewing profanities while Ben pulled it out again. The rest of us couldn’t help we were laughing too hard.

Soon evening fell and the boys started making the bonfire for the night. I noticed Peter’s shadow flying overhead in a mad dash away from the light. Off on another night to find a new boy to bring to the island. It certainly wasn’t as friendly looking as a group of raucous boys but it was a lot safer for us than the Pied Piper gambit was.

“You look like you’re thinking really hard about something.” Ben strode over to me, “Can practically see the smoke coming out your ears.”

“Har har, you’re so hilarious.” I elbowed him, “How’s Devin doing?”

“He’ll live.” Ben shrugged.

“Oh no, what a shame.”

“I can hear you!” Devin shouted from his log.

“Shut up target foot!” I shouted back. “You’re not a part of this conversation.”

“Been a trying couple of days. How you holding up?” Ben asked.

“I’m fine.”

“Y/N, we’ve been friends for years. You’re my sister. Also, you almost died not long ago.”

“Like that isn’t a common day occurrence.”

“Y/N…”

“Really, I’m fine. Just looking forward to some peace around here for once.”

“If you ever do need to talk though,”

“I know you’ll be there for me.” I wrapped an arm around him in a sort of half-hug. “I’m gonna take a walk, care to join me?”

“Sure,” Ben and I left and ended up strolling one of the beaches.

“So, Pan’s using the shadow again?” Ben noted when I told him Peter wouldn’t be leaving the island to personally collect boys anymore.

“Yeah, if all goes well we should get a new boy tonight.” I nodded.

“Let’s just hope this new boy is the one he’s searching for.”

“That would be nice.” I stared up at the sky and saw the stars blinking in the sky. Two shined bright than the others. Second star to the right.

I thought back to that night on the boat when Peter explained the other pathway to Neverland. How he used to fly everywhere like the wind was a stallion. I’m going to have to take him up on that offer for a flight around Neverland one of these days when his strength is back.

“Looks like the shadow’s brought us a new recruit.” Ben pointed through the darkness of the sky. It was hard to see at first. Inky blackness carrying a dot of pure white I almost mistook them for a shooting star.

“So it has,” I watched as the shadow got closer and closer until suddenly the boy they had with them dropped like a rock from the sky. “Oh well that’s unfortunate.” the body hit the water and I winced. That had to have hurt. The shadow kept flying seemingly unaware their companion had taken an unexpected dip.

I kicked off my boots and shrugged off my cloak. “What are you doing?” Ben asked.

“If that turns out to be the boy we need and he drowns out there before we can get his heart then Peter is going to kill me.” I rushed into the icy water. “I’ll be right back.”

I swam out to where I saw the body fall and dove down into the ice cold water until I felt my hand brush something. I latched onto what felt like a hand and started swimming back for the surface. “Son of a bitch this water is freezing.” I muttered as I tried my best to swim back to shore with the dead weight of another person weighing me down.

It took forever but I finally got back to shore. My limbs were shaking from the cold and I stripped out of my drenched clothes and beckoning Ben for his dry and warm shirt. I quickly slipped it on and looked down at who I had saved. Any hope of it being the boy we were looking for was immediately destroyed when I saw that it wasn’t even a boy. The shadow had brought a girl.

“Is that a…”

“It’s a girl Ben, you know what those look like.” I leaned close and realized she wasn’t breathing, “Perfect, she’s not breathing. Ben, start doing those chest pressing things.”

“On it,” he started the compressions, “When I say now, pinch her nose and give two breaths into her mouth…now!”

I pinched her nose and gave two quick puffs into her mouth.

After a few more compressions and a second breath she moved and started coughing up water. “There you go, let it out,” Ben turned her to her side as she retched.

“Ugh…what happened?” she peered at us with wide brown eyes. Her long dirty blonde hair was plastered against her head.

I moved a wet lock away from her face and wrapped my cloak around her. “You had a dreadful fall my dear. Not to worry, you’re safe now.”

Her eyes focused on me and I was struck with how pretty she was. She looked like a porcelain doll. “Am I…am I in Neverland?”

“Yes. Come on,” I helped her to her feet, “Let’s get you warmed up. Ben, go on ahead and find some fresh clothes for her. I doubt she wants to stay in these cold things.”

“Thank you,” She whispered. Ben looked between the two of us before turning and taking off into the jungle.

“I don’t know what happened. I was flying with that shadow and suddenly it just let go of me.”

“Well it is Peter’s shadow, I would only figure it was as big of an ass as its owner.” We started walking into the jungle and I had to keep her steady as she stumbled over the roots and rocks.

“So little lady, I’m guessing you have a name?” I turned to her.

“Yes, how rude,” she became flustered as if forgetting to immediately introduce herself after nearly drowning was the epitome of bad grace, “I’m Wendy. Wendy Darling.”

“Wendy Darling,” A fitting name for a pretty little face, “Well Darling, let me officially welcome you to Neverland. I’m Y/N.”

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Hurt (Peter Pan)[II]

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“Hopefully one day you can learn to forgive me.”

I do forgive you..

But you hurt me.

It’s been two weeks since Peter had showed up in your house, confessing to you. You had given thought to what he said. Honest to the gods, if he wasn’t being honest with you he wouldn’t have showed up at all. That is how you know there is a 99.999999% chance he truely has feelings for you and feels sorrow and regret for what he did to you.

As much as you love him, you don’t want to risk your safety. You never ended up physically hurt except for once when you were hunting with Peter long before Wendy came along and you nearly broke your ankle carrying a hog back to the camp.

You sat on your bed thinking of the possibilities of you both back together. Good and bad. He could be using you to find the heart of the truest believer. He could be trying to trap you and hurt you again. But then again he might just want to hold you again. To call you his queen again.

You decided to trust him. You have missed his touch after all.

You looked over at the window and walked over to it. Your stomach clenched and you sighed. “Don’t make me regret this, Pan.”

“Because I believe.”

You waited what seemed like a few minutes before you hung your head low. “I should’ve known.” You sat on your bed and hugged your pillow. Peter wasn’t coming for her.

Your window flew open.

“Y/N, my love.” A familiar voice said, “Did you really think I wouldn’t come back for you?” His eye’s looked saddened.

“I have my reasons.” You let go of your pillow and stood up.

Pan walked towards you and took both of your hands in his. “Does this mean you’ll come with me, Darling?”

You were hesitant but nodded, “Don’t make me regret it.”

He grinned at your attitude and chuckled, then kissed your cheek. “Neverland’s Queen will finally return.”

You smiled faintly and he grabbed your waist and went to the window. He jumped out and squeaked and grabbed onto his shirt as he flew back to your home.

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