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miryum · 2 years

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Dating Peter Pan Headcanons

When you first come to Neverland, Peter and the rest of the Lost Boys are apprehensive, to say the least

But, once you prove you can hear his pipe, they know you’re meant to stay

After a week or two, they get used to you- involving you in games, activities, hunting, or whatever they do

Peter, however, is still wary. You stay out of his way and he stays out of yours

You mostly hang out with your friend, Ayden (an OC of mine! 😁)

You two (you and Ayden) would run through the forest, laughing and sparring. Making jabs at each other, you were always in fits of laughter during the bonfire

You first caught Peter’s eye when you were dancing with Ayden

You looked so free, moving with the music and dancing from boy to boy. You were being whipped from hand to hand, each boy shouting in excitement when you got to them

Peter weaves through the boy, playing his pipe, slowly making his way to you

You’re laughing with Ayden, teaching the boy a fun dance

“Y/n?” He cuts in and Ayden slips away

“Yeah Pan?”

“How are you doing?” He leads you away from the fire

You’re a little suspicious of his behavior and worry that he might kick you off of Neverland “I’m good…” You say, “You?”

“I’m good. Your dancing is wonderful to watch.”

“Thank you.” You smile, knowing that this was the first time he had complimented you, “Have you ever danced with us before?”

“I don’t dance.” Pan shakes his head, “I’m just the musician.”

“You’re a very good musician,” You say, “But you should try dancing. It’s fun, especially with the right person.”

“And who’s the right person?” Peter tilts his head to the side, smirking

“You’ll never know until you dance. Come on.”

And so you take Pan’s hand and pull him towards the fire. He stumbles after you, holding back a chuckle

Dragging Pan around, you whirl around him, laughing and clapping along to the music

Pan has the faintest hint of a smile on his face, but he indulges you by twirling you around and guiding you through the dance moves

That night, Pan and you got considerably closer, and after that night, he took special interest in you

Pan would seek you out more, watching you carefully from across camp. He would supervise your trainings, personally giving you suggestions to improve your fighting skills. You would sometimes see him in the trees, analyzing your and Ayden’s fights

It wasn’t long before Pan challenged you to a sword fight and asked you out in the only way he knew how: trapping you up against a tree, knife to your throat, and kissing the life outta you

You quickly break from his hold, counter his attack, press him up a tree, and kiss him back

That was the moment you’re pretty sure he fell in love

But, like the “gentleman” he is, he asked you to be his girl first

You said yes, obviously 🙄

And let the relationship begin *waves green starting flag crazily as if this is a car race*

Peter lets you, and only you, call him Peter. No one else

Has a ton of nicknames for you. Some include: Love, Darling, and some shortened form of your name

We all know that Peter would be super protective over you- like to a point where it could get a bit annoying

I do think that he would trust the Lost Boys more but NOT the new ones

He would make it adamantly clear that you two were together and he might pull them aside and threaten them if they looked at you for too long

One example of when he was overprotective is when you were taken by pirates

Oof.

Peter was pissed.

He comes in with all of the Lost Boys. A full attack on this one pirate ship.

The Lost Boys are very excited for a fight, but some of them are actually furious because they really cared for you

Peter flies in with pixie dust and personally fights the Captain off with his dagger

You’re tied to the mast (cliche, I know) and were slowly sawing your way through the ropes with a nail you had pried from a floorboard

However, once you see Peter, your face lights up and you knew you were saved

Peter fights the Captain with such ferocity that you’re sure he loves you

(And to be honest, Peter is super hot when fighting)

His face is tightened in a glare and his muscles are flexing as he lunged and dove at the Captain

Finally, all of the pirates are subdued and Peter beats the Captain

The second Peter parries the Captain’s sword away, he runs towards you and breaks the ropes

Hugging you tightly, that’s the first time Peter tells you he loves you

And believe me, he tells you that a lot

Peter flies you back to Neverland and you two spend the night together

NOT LIKE THAT! Just cuddling and stuff, but since it’s an awesome segway, let’s talk about what Peter would be like in bed

This fic is already super long, but here we go:

Peter is a very passionate and rough lover

His sex drive is always on high, so he’s ready to f*ck anytime and anywhere

Let’s just say that was the first time you had sex in a forest.

The first time you and Peter “did it” he tried to take it slower and softer, but he could only hold off for so long

So when you asked him if the two of you could try a little rougher, he jumped at the chance

Literally. He made you a moaning mess in less than five minutes

Peter has very good stamina- he could go for hours if you let him

Sometimes you do let him but other times you have to stop him because the Lost Boys are wondering where the two of you are

Even though he’s a rough lover, he does love you with all his heart and has a soft side

One of his favorite things is when you play with his hair. He loves it when he lays on you or his head is in your lap

He doesn’t show this side of him in public (not huge on PDA) but he does allow you to kiss him on the cheek or maybe a peck on the lips

Sometimes he likes to sit a little farther away from the bonfire and tries to catch your lips in between laughs

You and Peter don’t fight often

You’re calmer and not as… deadly as Peter (though if you are as deadly as him, then you go girl. Be that power couple) but you can get emotional and fierce about certain topics, so when you do fight, it can get a little… loud

The Lost Boys learned never to interrupt your fights after both of you screamed at Ayden when he tried to help

Fights usually end in either of two ways:

1. Angry sex.

2. You yelling a really good point for your argument, asking him why he couldn’t see it from your point of view, and then storming out

If it ended in angry sex, you two would probably make up during after-care or push the argument off until a later time

If it ended with you being right (which you were all the time), Peter would start to see where he went wrong and then go after you

You might end up at his Thinking Tree or with Ayden comforting you

Either way, both of you would apologize and everything would end up fine

You two balance each other in the best way and you bring out the best in Peter

You would never trade you life on Neverland for anything

You love Peter and he loves you back with his whole heart

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miryum · 2 years

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Fire, Sword Fights, and Secrets (Peter Pan x Reader)

Based off of this request: Peter Pan x reader and reader comes and they eventually fall for each other (not without some banter ofc)

Use of my OC: Ayden (he’s your best friend!)

Warnings: Daggers and a sword fight. Hostage situation. Pls tell me if I missed anything

“Where the hell am I?” You yell, “Who are you?”

“I’m Peter.” The boy in front of you grins, “Peter Pan. Welcome to Neverland.”

“N-Neverland?” You stutter, backing away from the boy, “Why am I here?”

“So many questions.” Peter tsks, “But I guess I can answer you that.” He spread his arms to the surrounding forest and camp, “You’re a Lost Girl, so I brought you here. Where all who are Lost come.”

“But- But I’m not lost.” You argue, slowly backing away from him even more. Your back hits a tree, “And Peter Pan? Aren’t you just a children’s story?”

Peter laughs, “That’s what everyone thinks. But I promise you I’m not just a children’s tale. I’m very real.” Peter winks at you.

“No.” You mutter, “I’m not Lost. I wanna go back home.”

“I’m sorry, darling,” Pan chuckles, shaking his head, “But there is no escaping Neverland.”

You shake your head, not wanting to believe him.

Turning, you sprint away from the boy who took you from your home and family. You run through the trees, your feet thumping along dirt and grass. Your breathing is labored, but you can’t give up.

You finally burst from the trees, but skid to a stop atop a tall cliff. “What?” For miles around, all you can see is clear water, shimmering under the setting sun.

“Are you done?” A voice asks and you whirl around to see Peter smirking at you, “I told you darling, you can’t leave Neverland.”

“I’m not coming with you!” You shout.

“Alright.” He shrugs, “Then I’m going to have to make you stay.”

Peter snaps his finger and the cliff disappears. You materialize in his camp with rope tied around your arms, legs, and torso, strapping you to a tree.

Pan appears next to you, leaning against the tree, “I’m sorry love, but this is for your own good.”

You growl, lunging towards him, but the rope holds you back.

Still struggling against your binds, you take a look around you and see the place that Peter calls home.

There’s a fire pit in the center of the camp with tents, supplies, and Lost Boys scattered around. There’s some treehouses in the branches of the neighboring trees and a table set up a little farther away.

Some boys gather around, mumbling to each other.

“Boys!” Peter calls, “Let’s welcome our newest and only Lost Girl! Y/n L/n!” The boys muttered and some cheered and clapped.

“How do you know my name?” You fumble with your bonds but to no avail.

“Love, I know everything about you.” He said, letting the Lost Boys get back to what they were doing. “You’ve always felt as if you didn’t belong- even though you had family and friends. You want to make people proud, but once you do, you don’t like yourself. You like being alone, but not being lonely.”

You stay silent, realizing he had you figured out perfectly.

“You really are a Lost Girl.” Pan whispers, “You’ll learn to love Neverland.”

“No I won’t!” You argue, “I will never love Neverland! And I’ll never come close to even liking you.”

Peter smiles, “We’ll see about that.”

***

It’s been a little over a month since you arrived on the island and you still hate Peter. True, he had released you from your ropes soon after you had arrived, and he even gave you a treehouse that was right next to his. But you still hate him!

“Y/n, are you coming to the fire tonight?” Ayden, one of your only friends on the island, pops his head into your treehouse.

“No.” You mumble, sitting on your bed.

“Why not?” Ayden climbs in, sitting next to you, “You haven’t gone to one the entire time you’ve been here!”

“And I don’t ever intend to.”

“Why not?” Ayden bumps your shoulder with his.

“The music.” You shake your head, “Peter’s pipe. It means I belong here and I don’t wanna belong here.”

“Have you ever realized that you’re the only one he allows to call him Peter? Everyone else has to call him Pan.”

“Really?” You say, glancing at him,“I’ve never really noticed.”

“I think he likes you more than most.” Your friend says.

“Eh.” You lift one shoulder in a half-hearted shrug, “I don’t think so. He doesn’t like me.”

“Or do you not like him?”

You pause, looking at Ayden, “I- no. He doesn’t like me. He took me away from my friends and family against my will! If you like someone, you wouldn’t do that to them.”

Ayden gives you a look that says are-you-stupid, “He took you away because you’re a Lost Girl. He takes everyone away from someone in their life- but it’s for their own good. A lot of us didn’t like it at first, but then we made a home here on Neverland- we made a new family. And plus, he didn’t know he was gonna like you when he took you away.”

You groan, plopping your head into your hands, “I hate it when you’re right.”

He chuckles, “You better get used to that.” Ayden throws an arm over you and pulls you to his side at his attempt at a hug, “So are you coming to the fire?”

You hesitate, “Fine.” Ayden cheers before you interrupt him, “But I’m not gonna like it.”

“Fine by me!”

“Do you realize how rude you are?”

“Yep!”

***

“You finally came.” You look over your shoulder to see Peter standing over you and you scoff, turning back to face the fire.

“What’s it to you?”

Peter sits down next to you, “Just wanna make sure my Lost Girl is doing okay. I’m glad Ayden got you to come down and join us.”

You shake off a confused feeling, “Ayden said something weird today.”

“Oh yeah?” Peter smirks, “And what’s that?”

“You only let me call you Peter. And that you like me more than practically anyone else here.”

Peter hums, “Well, he’s right. I never realized he was so observant. I could use that to my advantage.” He muses, not noticing your surprise.

“Wait,” You interrupt his thought process, “So, you do like me? This hatred is one-sided?”

“Love, it was always one-sided.” Peter’s face is illuminated in the fire, the flames dancing across him, making him look ethereal, “I never hated you. Would you really think I would keep someone here if I hated them?”

“No.” You mumbled, looking anywhere but him.

“Exactly.”

You both sit in silence for a while before Pan gets out his pipe and starts playing it. Unlike previous music which was fun and lively, this time the melody is a sadder… almost bittersweet.

You wrap your arms around yourself, trying to comfort yourself in a hug, listening to the haunting music float through the air.

Peter looks over at you and stops playing when he notices a tear running its way down your cheek.

“Darling,” He whispers, wiping it from your face, “Why are you so unhappy?”

“Because I’m happy.” You reply, “I like it here- but I don’t wanna like it. I feel as if I’m supposed to want to go home to my family and want to be with them but I don’t. I want to stay here. But I feel like I’m betraying my family because I feel like that. I’m so conflicted and confused. Nothing makes sense.”

“Well,” Peter leans back on his hands, “You know you want to stay here, right?” You nod, and he continues, “So that makes sense. And I know I want you to stay. So that makes sense.”

“Can I have a hug?” You ask meekly after a few seconds have gone by.

Pan chuckles and raises an eyebrow, “I thought you hated me.”

“Shut up.”

He grins and pulls you close to him, wrapping an arm around you and letting your arms wrap around his torso. Peter sighs, resting his cheek on your hair.

Lost Boys stare, never having seen their leader this intimate and open with anyone before.

“I’m sorry.” You break the hug, shuffling back away from him.

“What for?”

“For being this clingy and weird.”

“It’s alright.” He faintly smiles, “It’s normal for people to not like Neverland when they first come. I’m just glad that you ended up liking it.”

“Yeah. Me too.”

***

You stab at Pan, your dagger barely missing its mark. Peter blocks the move with his own dagger, the metals clinking against each other.

You two whirl and dodge through the trees, your hits getting closer and closer every single time.

Peter’s face is furrowed with concentration and your teeth grit from irritation.

“Dammit, just die already, will ya?” You huff, taking another lunge at him, Peter barely ducking out of the way.

“It’ll take more than that to kill me, darling.” Peter grins his annoying grin before taking another jab at you.

You counter his attack and force him up against a tree, your knife to his throat, “I finally won, didn’t I?” You let out a laugh.

“Did you though, darling?” You feel Peter’s dagger pressed against your back and you intensively arch away from it.

Rolling your eyes you mutter, “Seems we’re at an impasse.”

“Do you forfeit?”

“Never.”

The dagger presses harder against you and in turn, you press your own blade harder against Pan.

“I don’t want to hurt you.” You warn.

“Then admit that you lost.”

Your eyebrows furrow, but you don’t say anything.

Peter sighs, looking a bit bored, “Love, I could do this all day.”

“So could I.” You counter. You then become painstakingly aware of how close your bodies are. You’re pressed up against Peter, hardly any room between the two of you.

Peter, noticing your discomfort, smirks, “Could you do this all day?” He asks teasingly, “Or did you say that just for show?”

“I hate you.” You push away from Pan, forfeiting the training session he was currently giving you.

“You love me.”

“No, I don’t.”

“I’ll get you to say it sometime, darling.”

After the night at the bonfire, two months ago, your relationship with Peter was much more teasing than it had been.

You frequently had sword and dagger fights and with those fights came a lot of close bodily contact. You attended all of the bonfires now, and Pan seemed to always seek you out during those nights. He was getting much more protective of you, letting only a few Lost Boys talk to you.

And even though you didn’t want to admit it, you had begun to develop feelings for Peter. It had started soon after that night when he opened up to you and let you hug him- something that everyone agreed was very unusual.

“Maybe I wanna say that I love you.” You mumble quietly.

And maybe it was just your imagination, but you thought that Peter might like you back. He was always his overconfident self, but you would be oblivious if you pretended you couldn’t see the way he looked at you- with kindness and love in his eyes. The small smiles that appeared on his lips whenever you talked. How he hovered near you whenever you talked to another Lost Boy. His winks across the fire. How he looked at you like you were his whole world.

“What was that, darling?” Pan said cockily.

“I’m sure you heard me.” You counter, “You are the King of Neverland after all.”

“That I am.” Peter said, “But why don’t you say it once more just so I can be certain?”

“I love you.” You admit, sighing, “I wasn’t supposed to say anything because it might mess up our entire relationship and you might not even like me back, let alone love me, but these months have been fantastic and spending time with you has been wonder-”

Peter cuts you off by pressing his lips to yours.

He backs you up against a tree, his hands going to your waist as your arms wrap around his neck, deepening the kiss. Your lips move in sync, and you feel as if everything has come together.

“I love you too.” Peter says after you break apart, “Thought you might wanna know.”

You laugh before reaching up and kissing him again.

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