Thomas Sangster, Robbie Kay, Peter Pan, and Newt Imagines

98) SPECIAL IX: Medieval/ Fantasy AU

A/N: Hi guys future Once_Upon_A_Glade here, like I'm from the year 2020. The past imagine this had wasn't much for me, so I decided to change this. This is a concept that I came up with on a whim and one that I might use for my first time joining NaNoWriMo this month. *cries in one wip fanfic, 4 more waiting to be written, and an original book series I've been working on for 3 or 4 years that still has no solid plot*

Newt X Robbie Kay X Reader ft. Thomas Sangster and Peter Pan

It was a tale passed on through generations that stars were magical creatures. If you made a wish, one would certainly hear you and grant it. (Y/N) simply adored this tale when she was a child. She believed it to be true because her own father had an encounter with a star. During the night, she would always look up at the night sky and admire the beings that illuminated it.

She never made a wish because she was content with her life. She was privileged and rich for her mother and father was a Duke and a Duchess. They lived in the Kingdom of Verena. Her father, Thomas Sangster, was a friend of the King Peter Kay, so there were instances when they'd be invited for balls and occasionally, dinner.

During these times, (Y/N) would be able to play with Prince Robert (or Robbie as his sisters and family call him) and his two sisters. She's good friends with the two princesses but she didn't interact much with the prince despite their ages being closer than those of his sisters. Not that she minded because she always played dress up with the two princesses while Prince Robert was cooped up in the library reading a book.

(Y/N) had good friends, a loving and respectable family, and all the things she could ever need. So there was simply nothing she could ask for the stars. Her life felt so perfect.

Until a war broke out.

There was a dispute between (Y/N)'s kingdom and their neighbor kingdom, the kingdom of Sorin, when she was nearing fifteen. Her father was called to fight in the army. Her father was brilliant with his sword and was strong, but the enemy was stronger.

When (Y/N) was sixteen, King Peter was killed and the kingdom was conquered. The Sorinians were cruel people. They killed all the strong men and took all the women they could find for themselves.

(Y/N)'s heart was bursting with fear and heartache during these events. Her father was now gone and the Sorinians were said to be nearing their home. They lived in a quaint hill, quite far from the village, giving (Y/N) and her mom just enough time to escape. Or so they thought.

(Y/N) and her mother gathered the things that they needed to escape Verena and to seek help in another kingdom that they'd find. When they were done, they went to their rooms and changed into suitable clothes for travel. For (Y/N), those were pants, boots, and a long sleeved blouse. When she was done, she expected her mother to wear the same outfit as her. Only to see that she was wearing her nightgown with her cloak hanging on her arm.

One look at that and (Y/N) knew.

"Mom," she strode up to her. Her mom just gave her a sad smile and wrapped the cloak around her daughter. "Mom what are you doing? No!" She tried to shake off the cloak. This cloak was a gift to her mother from her father many winters ago. "Mom you need to change. We're leaving this house together."

"No, I'm sorry my darling but you need to go without me."

"Mom what are you talking about? You're coming with me. Please. You can't stay here, the Sorinians they'll-"