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A Peter Cure - Requested

  For the past few days I've been alone, Peter is no where to be found. I've lost hope that he doesn't care for me anymore, as much as he use too. The worst part is that I'm sick, I've laid in bed for the longest time, and I don't remember what the sun felt like, it's warmth. The boys care for me and a sure me the Pan still cares, he just needs some, time. Yet, I still feel hopeless consumed by my thoughts.

"Y/n! You have to come, quickly!" One of the boys barged into the tent, breaking my train of thought. Slowly I sat up from my bed as the boy started rushing me outside.

"What's going on?" I groan as I try my best to keep up with the boy, but I'm far too weak right now.

"C'mon, hurry!" He says helping me walk, I let out a breath trying, but my legs are wobbly due to not walking around in them for a while.  As we continue I see a crowd of lost boys around someone, I recognize the green, Peter. The boy escorting me pushes through the crowd and let's me sit beside him, he's pale and weak I could tell when the life of one is gone.

"Peter. What did you do?" I said lightly placing my hand on his bicep, looking into his grey-turned eyes tears form in both mine and his. With his other arm he hands me a tiny bottle with some parchment.

"Read it, when I'm gone. You'll understand that I did this for the better, I love you." He says under his breath, softly he strokes my cheeks I hug him as tears fall from my cheeks.

 "Please don't go, there has to be a cure." I pleaded while pulling away, I notice he was gone, my love had slipped out of my arms and into that white bright thing they call heaven, and I was devastated. I began to cry, hard. I wouldn't even fight it, there was no use, my sadness was now internal.

A sudden burst of adrenaline some how over came me and I ran, ran to be alone and wallow in my sadness.

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"Why didn't you read the note, Y/n?" One boy ask looking at me, I was about to snap back at him, but I knew he didn't do anything. This was Peter's choice, I was still sick, but the symptoms didn't feel as bad since the major feeling I had was sadness. "I think you should read it, Peter wanted you to, right?" Another boy says beside me, I sigh and take out the parchment and the small vial that came with it. Closing my eyes, I prepare for the moment to behold. Slowly, I open the folded note and open my eyes. I took notice that all the boys surrounded me.

"When ever you ready, Y/n." Felix said as he sat next to me, I started to skim the passage tears rimmed my eyes.

"Dear Y/n,

When you are reading this I will already be gone, but I will have given you a vial. In it posses the ability to heal you from the burden of your sickness, but the cost was my magical ability. So that meant if I gave up my powers that meant giving up my life, for you.

The reason I did this, was that when I brought you to Neverland you were the daughter of a very powerful man, Rumpelstiltskin. The thing was you wanted to leave, so you summoned my shadow, but the thing was that you were cursed before you had left. He had sent me a message that when it's the fifth year of your time in Neverland, you would have a week of sickness then you would die.

I couldn't let that happen, after the fact I fell in love with you. So, I went and asked him how I could save your life, he had then said in trade for my magic he would give me the antidote. And I accepted, I tried my best to come back soon enough to spend at least that I could spend one day with you, but I was running late, and I'm sorry.

My last wish is for you to drink the antidote and live out your days in Neverland, happy. Please take care of The Lost Boys for me and lead them to their greatest potential.

I love you forever and always.

Peter  ♥ "

I finished, staring at the paper I was frozen. I held the paper close to my chest and started to cry, leaning into Felix he enveloped me in his arms, the rest of the boys joined in to comfort me.

"It's okay, we miss him too." Felix said into my hair, I let out my sobs and cried out all my emotions.

Peter is gone now, and I can't imagine being without him.

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Once Upon a Time Winter Hiatus Survival Meme {Day 15/77} 

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                         Let’s Play - Peter Pan Imagine 

{ Y/n's P.O.V. }

"Bloody hell, Y/n wake up!” My head is spinning, everything aches, I try to roll over, but something restrains me. Opening my eyes, light beams at a high rate blinding me, groaning I cover my eyes with one of my arms until I can adjust. Sitting up, I observe my surroundings, a cage was hung in the air with a kind of old-fashion pulley system, and it contained me. Inside, I was chained on the ankles and wrist, the least I could do was sit up, standing would be a struggle that wasn't worth it. Next to me, I could barely see a head, Hook’s. He must of been tied up to the looks of it. My eyes start to widen, we were in Neverland! Aren’t we? Then I noticed there was a medium size campsite fairly close to where I was held captive. 

"Hook, where are we?" I questioned while moving to the front of the cage, I grabbed the rustic bars and concentrated on remembering what happened.

"We’re in Neverland! And you got us in this mess, with your idiotic ways!" He shouts just loud enough for me to hear. My fault? Wait, what happened?! 

"My fault?! I don’t even remember anything!" I exclaim, looking down at Hook.

"Great! Of course you don’t remember anything, when the Jolley Roger crashed, you must’ve hit your head. Explains why you didn’t help me fight." Hook comments half talking to himself.

"Well, all you need to know is that it’s your fault we are stuck here, trapped, you, me and this boy." Hook continues to blab on. A boy? My vision must be cut off by the height of the cage, I try to extend it, but all that does it press my cheeks against the bars.

"Well, good morning. Have a nice sleep?" Someone emerges from the jungle, a boy, more of a teenager, but still the same. Behind him stands a group, they were cloaked even though it was like a hundred degrees out, they must be his army of some sort.

"Who are you?" I blurt out without a thought, causing him to laugh along with a sigh from Hook.

"Who am I? You can’t be serious, wait don’t tell me." The boy chuckles along with the rest of his "posse".

"Oh, your serious. Well, I am Peter, Peter Pan." He says in a calm tone, then with one snap a boy cuts the rope suspending me. I let out a screech as it drop make me hit the floor of the cage with a thump, I could hear the laughter of the lost boys and feel Pan’s smirk.

Lifting myself up I let out a big huff of air, looking to my left I see the boy, he looks about eleven or twelve? I breathe deeply recovering from my fall, as I moved the chains rattle.

"One question."  I state while looking at Pan.

"And that is?" He reply cocking an eyebrow at me in curiosity.

"Why am I so heavily restrained?" I ask trying to act innocent. He smiles at me, genuinely. Walking over towards me, Peter takes in a deep breath. He reaches my cage, to be cautious I back up until my head rest on the other set of bars that blocks me in.

"Because, lost girls like you aren’t trust worthy."

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{ Y/n’s P.O.V. }

"Can I eat yet, I’m starving and I don’t think it’s fair everyone else gets food when I’m here to starve." I complain while trying to ignore the growling of my stomach, I can see Hook look at me while he sits by the fire. His look is emotionless as he turns his head as soon as our eyes meet.

"Not yet, lost girl, not until Pan says so.” Felix answers not even taking a look at me. Rolling my eyes I lay down in a fetal position trying to stop the pain of hunger, closing my eyes I focus on sleeping.

"Wake up, unless your not hungry.” Peter, opening my eyes I see him lean on my cage with a smirk that never left his face. All the boys were asleep, Hook and the young boy tied back in place. Was I asleep that long? I groaned, sleeping in so much more uncomfortable than I thought, Peter yanked at his necklace and with a snap it came off. I sit back up as the pain almost overcomes me, looking at Pan I see that the key was attached to his necklace! Maybe if I could just steal it I could escape, maybe. I felt him grab my hand so in result my reflex kicked in and I jerk it away from him.

"Calm down, I’m just unchaining you. Now, if you please." Pan reached his hand out, taking it I felt something, for the cold hand I thought was awaiting me turned out to be warm with heart. Looking into his eyes, they shine in the moonlight, all the chains were off snapping me out of my thoughts. Slowly I crawl out, getting on my left leg in a kneeling position I tried to stand, but a sharp pain caused me to yelp out in pain.

"Are you alright? You must've twisted your ankle when you crashed." Pan wrapped a arm around my waist and a hand on my arm, lifting me up the pain continued. I bit my lip trying not to make a noise, trying not to feel weak, but I did and very vulnerable too. I guess Peter noticed my pain, since out of no where he picked me up bridal style.

"It's best if you don't damage it more, would want that would we?" Pan walked me all the way to his tent without a single struggle. Slowly, he laid me onto a medical bed and started to search for supplies.

"You stay here, I'll just be a little, and don't try anything." Pan says pointing a finger at me. He then exits leaving me alone, okay this is my chance! Standing up I wince at the dull pain in my ankle, it wasn't that bad now to think of it, maybe I could even run with. Walking with a tiny limp I scan the area, no Pan, anywhere. I started to walk away from camp, and as I kept walking my ankle got better maybe it was Neverland's magic or something, but the pain seem to disappear into thin air.

After what, a few minutes of walking I heard a twig snap. With a quick movement I looked behind, in front, left and right, nothing. Another snap. Turning around I started to get nervous, maybe shouldn't have left.

"W-who's there?" I try to speak, but failing miserably as my voice was shaking through out the whole sentence. More snaps. Backing up my heart starts to race out of my chest. Then all the sudden, oof! Two hands grab my arms securing them to my sides, causing me to let out a scream.

"So, you wanna play?"

"Then let's play."

A/N ~

SO, that't it for part 1! I hope you liked it! And I have so many other ideas that I can type in fast enough. :/ 

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Sample Imagine - Empty Feeling

{ Peter’s P.O.V. }

"Shh. I held her close to my body as we ventured deeper into the island, y/n rolled her eyes as I let out a chuckle. Y/n was so pissed, but she was adorable when frustrated, sexually. God, bloody snap out of it, this is not the right time to think about… that.

"Where are we going?! I swear if it is on of your tricks again, I’ll-"

"You’ll what? Try to punch me?" Her breath started to speed up as she realized I had trapped her against a tree using my body, smirking I couldn’t help but lean into her ear. "Y/n, I’ve already dealt with that.” I pause for effect “and let’s say I got my way with you.” Leaning back away from her face, I could tell she was frozen in submission.

"Let’s, just uh get back to camp, this was a waste of time." She stutters while pushing my arm setting her free from my grasp, my smirk fades and I turn seeing her walking in the opposite direction back.

"Wait! I didn’t get to show you the place!" I shouted trying to persuade her with my magic, but it just came out as a plea.

{ Y/n's P.O.V. }

"I don’t care! Just leave me alone!" I yell not bothering to turn back in his direction. Sighing in an angered way, I burst in my tent receiving looks from the other lost boys, but I just pushed in off by falling into bed face first trying to block out my surroundings.

"Someone’s a little ticked off, today isn’t she?" Felix comments followed by a few laughs from the other boys.

"I can hear you, idiots!" I replied back in a stern tone, putting my face back into my pillow, all I could think of was leaving this retched place, but something always calls me back, Peter. Why did he have to be so, so conniving! With his stupid magic, and stupid flying, and stupid him! I groan, these little problems always bother me.

"Can I help solve them?" rolling my eyes I can tell by his voice. Turning my body I lay on my back quickly pushing myself up to not feel weak.

"Peter, get out, now." I demand pointing to the exit, he raises his hands up in surrender, letting out a chuckle.

"Touchy, touchy, but I can’t, with all your "little problems", I can’t help but wanting to solve them for you.” Peter says seductively, he can say anything seductively, or maybe it’s me? Ugh, there I go again!

 I started to notice that he had moved closer towards me, his knees were on the rim of the bed. Peter started to climb onto my bed, he preceded until I had fell back and he now hovered above me. With his legs either side of my waist and arms next to my head, he started to study my features, well at least it was what it looked like. Leaning down, I felt his warm breath on my ear.

"Now, do you want my help?" Peter charms me, he begins to make small movements and places soft kisses on my neck, I get a tingly feeling, like when someone plays with your hair or when they draw shapes on your back, it was just filled with pleasure. I move my arms placing them on his biceps, closing my eyes I let my emotions take over.

"P-Peter, stop." I uttered out, while trying to refrain a moan, obviously failing to do otherwise.

"But." kiss, "I." kiss, "don’t." kiss, "want to." kiss. Peter spoke softly while leading a trail of kisses from my neck up to my jaw line then a final one on the corner of my lips. He leaned back and looked at me, lust in his eyes, I was in a weird state, craving for more, but trying to resist it.

"I know you like it, don’t try and stop it." He in a gently tone, and as a moment passed, Peter laid his lips onto mine sending energy through my body, my eyes flick open and with a swift action I was now on top of Peter. Pulling away, he smirks at me.

"Not the submissive kind are you?" He says playing along, I roll my eyes while getting of the bed.

"Peter, I’m not into you like that, and I just want some sleep. So can you, please just leave." I say point out of the tent, Peter gives me a "okay, whatever" look, and hops out of my bed like nothing ever happened. He walks out with a bounce and right before leaving his head turns to show one side of his face.

“Y/n, I know you like me and you can’t hide it for long.” Peter leaves with that, then to cover it up he says a good bye.

"Good night. Y/n.”

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Thanks for reading! This is just a sample imagine, so in the future the imagines might be a “little” longer. :D

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