[ 𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐆 ] ⇢ "ᴵ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵏ ᵃ ᵖᵃʳᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵐᵉ ᵇᵘʳⁿᵉᵈ ᵈᵒʷⁿ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᶠⁱʳᵉ" "𝘖𝘩 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭, 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯? 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘜𝘯𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥..." "𝘖𝘩 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘺, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥..." ❥๑━━━━━━━━━━━━━━๑❥ After the tragic 'accident' that killed her entire family odette is left with the scars of misfortune. One night her unstable mind leads her to a strange dream realm where the ties that bind her to reality become thin. Slowly as the true nightmare of Neverland reveals itself to her, and that Peter Pan may not be "just a boy" after all she must try to escape from the cataclysmic prison in her head. But pan isn't willing to let her go that easy...

When Peter finds the mystical diary of Y/N hook on Captain's ship, he feels the urge to get to know her...

(i changed the background story of Peter and Wendy and it's mostly gonna be Peter and oc ) Anna Darling daughter of Wendy Darling goes to neverland and finds her soulmate but he isn't like she imagined

Come with me little lamb, Leave your home, your family, your life- To the fanciful land of dreams hidden between realms- Where magic permeates the air and breathes your fantasies into existence- Come with me little lamb, Where there are no laws and you are allowed to enter new worlds of awe and wonder, my dear, sweet child- Where happiness and joy are the ways of life, no sorrows can touch you there - To the island where youthfulness runs wild and you can be free- Come with me little lamb, Where you will not remember your name, your past, or how you got here- To the land where I can infiltrate your dreams and make you suffer your worst nightmares- Where my magic will steal the breath from your lungs and squeeze the life out of you- Come with me little lamb, To my domain, where you shall be under my influence and control, my helpless, fragile human- Where I will hold the power to make your life a misery if I so wish to- Where you will be mine, irrefutably and forever- Come with me little lamb, You do not have a choice.

imagines about peter pan some smut but mostly fluff

Peter Pan never thought he'd do anything selfless. He never thought he'd want to die. He never thought he'd be able to love. He never thought he'd see all consuming love in someone's eyes as they looked at him. Yet Peter Pan hadn't met Alianna. That girl. That girl that gave everything up in a heartbeat to save her brother. The girl he tortured and tormented for his pleasure. The girl who refused to see the world in black and white, but preferred varying shades of grey. Pan knew that he was black, pitch black, and that there was no redemption for him, yet she insisted that he was only a dark, dark shade of grey. Had she not seen that speck of white, things would've been so much simpler for both of them. For when the moment Pan had been waiting all his life finally came, he did the the only thing he'd never thought he'd do. He refused. Little sneak peek of Pan's letters: Oh god, I loved her. I loved her so much, and it pained me for her to remain ignorant of my feelings. Because that night, I realized that seeing her and hearing her wasn't enough. I wanted to smell her scent, feel her soft skin against mine, taste her lips. But I wanted more than that. I wanted her to love me too. I wanted her to love me for everything that I was. The good and the bad, the light and the dark. I wanted her to love me like only she could, accepting the entirety of my deeply flawed self, fixing them with a simple touch, melting away my fears with a single smile, change me into the man I wanted to be for her with a single kiss. (Completed) Highest ranking: #1 Neverland #1 Peter Pan #1 lost girl #1 onceuponatime #2 monster

"You have two options. You can suffer through the fires of our passion with clenched teeth, writhing in agony, or you could become one with the flames, dancing in the night skies, burning through everything in your incendiary path, indestructible, immortal from our love, leaving in your wake ashes and smoke in the annihilation of your creation." ... I have lived for centuries, yet I've never felt this chaotic feeling run through my veins before. This burning across my skin like fire and the scorching in my lungs, making me unable to breathe when she is close, and yet also when she is far away. I've never felt this perverse pleasure when her eyes fell on my lips, when a pleased sigh escaped her mouth underneath my quivering touch. I've never felt this need to be with someone as I did with her, the burning ache inside me when she was gone, clamoring me to be by her side. And I've never felt this fear before, this twisting, gut wrenching feeling of disquiet that lurked day and night in the back of my mind, slowly eating away at my sanity, pouncing upon me whenever I had the misfortune to think about her. Is that what love is? Or is it just the feeling of one psychopath falling for another? Highest ranking : #1 in Neverland

𝙲𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝙾𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚚𝚞𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚂𝚑𝚎'𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝙳𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚕𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚁𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚊 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚂𝚑𝚎'𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚈𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 --- Raised in an orphanage, with hardly any memories of your birth parents, in early 1900's London, you can never help but feel...out of place, even among your peers. An undeniable sense of loneliness, an urge to escape and flee, like a distant voice from far beyond was calling to you like a sirens song. You always felt like you belonged somewhere else. And then the Shadow came. --- Fic name is being changed, and I might go back and rewrite earlier chapters, but I'm still unsure if that yet. If you're new, please know that this fic is VERY slowburn and will include: A slight storyline of Wendy x Reader and Panlix MC has some gender fuckery but they are afab and will mainly referred to with she/her pronouns

Oneshots of your favorite lost boy. 𝐇𝐢 𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐏𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐏𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤. 𝐅𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐬𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐥𝐳 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐛𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬. 𝐒𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐮𝐩𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝓝𝓸 𝓼𝓶𝓾𝓽 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒅 23/7-20

Nylar woke up on a beach knowing 3 things: Her name, the need to hide and the most important thing. There weren't any beaches in Storybrooke. Started editing 17/2/23