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      :{ ≈ }:      {"But would you eat a fish?”}                                                  he questions, not taking the hint at all that he was being rather tiresome.

    A heavy sigh passes her lips.     If she had a seashell for every time she heard that one…

         "I’m not a fish — or a cannibal.                       I’m a  m e r m a i d.”

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there’s a bigger sea for a girl like me.

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                 The boy still hovered about the room, wondering what on earth all the fuss was about. He'd merely come looking for Wendy, but this house wasn't hers, it seemed...          Though perhaps it wasn't the usual sight to see a rather grown-up not-child floating in mid-air, searching through an empty room in the dead of night.                    But he didn't like how rude she was, really.

      :{ ✂ }:      {"I beg your pardon?"}

▉☂—— ;;

❝ everybody just stay put ❞

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A snort of laughter left the boy,                               before another rather concerning matter occurred to him.

      :{ ≈ }:      {"If you eat a fish,                                                  are you a cannibal?”}

     "I won’t flop about on the sand, if that’s what you’re asking."

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       :{ ∬ }:      {” C u r s e d . ”}                                       The boy contemplated, still sitting rather un-elegantly across the large rock, eyes drifting to the shallow little streams between them. They only ran through sand, like veins among the body of the cove, yet he did wonder what would happen if the supposed mermaid got her feet wet...

{”Seeing the light, though...            Do you think that means I need help?   Do you think I'm drowning yet?”} 

                                              【~ ❝Yes well,                                              I’m not like other mermaids.                                              I wasn’t born one,                                              I was cursed.                                              By Queen Regina.                                              Kingdom found out and I left.                                              And now I’m here…                                              Oh great, I’m turning soft.❞                                              She let out an annoyed sigh.                                              Before she took a few steps towards him.

                                             ❝Yes you do,                                              You just won’t admit it.                                              Trust me,                                              I may know what it feels like…❞ ~】

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She'd been looking for him.                                                    Of course, he'd been watching her for a number of days. Wondering.                       Contemplating.                The fairies had told him why she was here. Looking for him, for brother. Of course, he doubted very much him being her brother.            Very, very much. If only to maintain that he was the only one worthy.                    James had replaced him once, and Peter had repaired things as to make sure he'd not try to do it again. They merely co-existed now.                 And so he eventually revealed himself, standing in clear view of the window of one of the many treehouses dotted around the jungle, making sure she could see him. She'd fallen for it.

      :{ ✂ }:      {”I suggest you be quiet.”} 

                        ”Peter!? Peter!?”

Taylor called out to him as she entered the tree house.

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this is not a felix blog

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THIS IS NOT A FELIX BLOG I SWEAR TO GOD THAT IF I HAVE TO POST THIS THING ONE MORE TIME I WILL BE CHANGING MY URL TO NOTAFELIXBLOG

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      :{ ☼ }:       {"I do  h o p e  that                        you weren’t intent on                             s u r v i v i n g                             this encounter.”}

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Send 'You belong to ME' and watch how my muse reacts.

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{outofpixiedust}: i'm taking this as you volunteering, friend

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{outofeyeliner}: are there any peters out there who feel like having peter meet himself because i find those threads entertaining and i never get them any more ok

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TRUTH SERUM!

For the next 5 hours, my muse cannot lie about a n y t h i n g.

In character or not, anon or not, ask my muse whatever you want! Secret habits, diary entries, love interests, humiliating questions about their childhood, ANYTHING.

GO NUTS!

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You don't know me,                                      and I’ll never be what you want me to be.

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                      Niceness.                                         It radiated, just for a moment.                          A flicker of sympathy from a creature he'd not usually seen it from. The mermaids of Neverland were often beasts of jealousy and cruelty, and were never nice unless it eased their envy.                                                And so Peter let out a little chuckle, yet made the effort for his barking laugh to sound something close to kind.

      :{ ☼ }:      {"I never meant                                 that you meant                                 it like that. But                                 they do. It's                                 so bloody tiring.”}                Words were a contemplative sigh, the boy staring at his own reflection in the water. But then cold eyes met hers, and he asked another question.

       :{ ∬ }:      {"Do I look like                                 I need to find                                 the  l i g h t ? ”} 

                                     【~ ❝I won’t attack—-                                               It’s just water.               Even if I wanted it too it wouldn’t.❞

                                                                              She explained to him,                                                                               dropping her hand.                                                                               She turned to face him,                                                                               her expression turning soft. ❝I never meant it like that… You’re not a wound, you need someone to show you the light.❞ ~】

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Send me a [≈] and my muse will kiss yours. On the lips.

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