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Peter Pan - You... (Part 2)

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part one

AU peter is Rumplstilskin’s son.

AU some true loves and soulmates have soulmarks but not all

warning: weapons, AU, fighting, abandonment, mentions of abuse and neglect and orphans

this is part two but it can be read separate to the first part.

I stood in between Regina and Peter, the Charmings on the other side of Peter, behind us was Felix, Devin, Granny, Zelena and the dwarfs and in front of us stood King Arthur and his Wife, the two of them surveying us.

“guess I can visiting Camelot off my bucket list” Devin leaned forwards to whisper, causing me to try and hide my laughter.

if there was one thing I couldn’t do, it was stay serious in front of royalty. and the lost boys liked to take advantage of that, turning it into a competition on who could get me to break first.

apparently I wasn’t successful in hiding my laughter when everyone turned to me, the Queen gasping at the sight of me.

“it can not be!” she said and I looked at the boys.

“what can’t be?” I asked quietly and the three of them shrugged.

“you are exactly like our daughter would be” she answered and I raised an eyebrow.

“would be?” David asked.

“she went missing over seventeen years ago. gone in the middle of the night” the Queen said as King Arthur kept staring at me.

“may I ask. what’s your name?” he finally asked and I glanced at Peter.

“(y/n) (l/n)” I answered as Queen Guinevere smiled sadly.

“what a lovely name” she said quietly.

“thank you?” I questioned.

There were many differences between myself and the royal couple, for instances the colours we wore.

I was dressed in knee high combat boots, black jeans and a dark royal blue button up, similar colours to what Regina wore, especially considering I thought of her as a mother figure to me, just as she thought of me as a daughter.

Queen Guinevere and King Arthur were dressed in red and silver.

they were royalty and I was not.

“if you don’t mind me asking what was your daughter’s name?” Mary-Margret stepped in to ask.

“and what happened?” Regina added.

“(y/n). it was engraved on a silver bracelet she wore.” Queen Guinevere said and my eyes widened.

surely not.

Peter grabbed my hand, entwining our fingers as Devin and Felix took a step closer.

“she was taken in the middle of the night a year after she was born. we searched for her but when we found even a clue she was taken through a portal. we haven’t seen or heard from her since” King Arthur explained as we all shared a look, from Grumpy to Emma, from Belle to Regina.

“I’m sorry that must have been… horrific” I stumbled over my words.

“we now hope she’s safe and loved.” King Arthur smiled at me and Mary-Margret looked between the two of us.

“did she have a soulmark?” she finally asked.

“yes. words and a design” the Queen answered.

“(y/n)…” Mary-Margret murmured but everyone heard it.

“do you know something?” Queen Guinevere asked sharply and i sighed, pulling my sleeve up as I let go of Peter’s hand.

“uh.. was this it?” I asked, showing them my soulmark and bracelet.

the room was silent as they examined my arm, looking at each detail as I stood nervously.

I had never actually tried to look for my parents. I had seen some pretty horrible things on the street and so I didn’t want to find them, especially when I thought they had tattooed the words and design on my arm.

Queen Guinevere was the first to break the silence, by starting to cry and pulling me into a hug.

it was sudden and it made me stumble into her grasp as she hugged me fiercely.

“it’s you!” she gasped and I didn’t comment.

King Arthur took a step back as the queen let go of me, letting me step back next to Peter, immediately entwining our fingers as Felix gave me a look, silently asking if I was alright.

I wasn’t sure.

“the people of Camelot, not only have we received visitors! our daughter, princess (y/n) has been returned to us!” the King made an announcement that had me shocked.

“princess?!” I exclaimed with a frown, looking at Regina and Emma.

what the hell?

“you must tell us how have you been? what’s happened to you?” Queen Guinevere asked, stepping in front of me as I tried to think.

“uh… I was on my own until I was twelve when I met Emma and she took me under her wing and not long after I met the everyone who came over.” I answered hesitantly.

“and?” she pressed.

“uh. there were a couple of curses involved, but I found I have magic?” I continued.

“magic? ah! you truly are our little miracle.” King Arthur chuckled.

“our kingdom’s blessing” Queen Guinevere smiled at me.

“I’m sorry to interrupt this reasoning but we’ve had a long trip, is there any where we can all freshen up?” David stepped in, glancing at me as Peter pulled me back slightly, knowing I was overwhelmed.

“ah yes! you must!” King Arthur seemed startled but he led us up the steps and to the visitors chambers, leaving us with promises of returning to check on us.

once he was out of sight I surged forwards, hugging David quickly.

“thank you” I muttered when I pulled away.

“this royalty thing can be overwhelming and you looked a few seconds from exploding” he chuckled and I smiled.

“You guys are the only family I’ve ever had and even then I only really think of Regina like a mother, sorry robin” i paused as he chuckled.

“it’s alright.” he said and Regina smiled.

“and the fact that after so many years thinking my birth parents had tattooed this onto me and then to find out three years ago that they actually didn’t and now that they actually wanted me but I was kidnapped it’s a bit stressful” I gestured to my arm before Regina and the  boys smiled at me.

“well the king did say he’d be back so we should freshen up like we said we would” Mary-Margret cut in and I nodded.

“she’s gonna freak out” I heard Devin mutter to Felix as I narrowed my eyes.

“I’m not gonna freak out” I replied and everyone chuckled.

he was right.

ten minutes later, I was pacing in one room with Peter, Felix and Devin sitting as they watched me panic.

“I thought I was an orphan! turns out hey I’m the long lost princess of Camelot! with bloody magic!!” I exclaimed and Peter chuckled.

“you’ve been around the captain to much” he joked, trying to lift the atmosphere.

it didn’t work.

“(y/n), calm down” Regina’s voice came from the door as I turned to her.

“how can I calm down Regina? I’m scared. I can handle finding out my big sister is the daughter of two cursed fairy tale characters. I can handle dark curses, sleeping curses, dragons, trolls, lost boys, pirates, crooked royalty, I can handle soulmates! but I can’t handle parents!” I practically shrieked.

Regina sighed, opening her arms and pulled me into a hug, letting me cry.

minutes past as I started to stop crying and I pulled back slightly.

“we can figure out what to do later. for now we need to get you ready for the ball” she smiled softly at me and I giggled slightly through the tears.

I pulled back till I was standing on my own, standing a short distance from the others in the room so they didn’t get caught up in my magic.

I clicked my fingers and a soft grey smoke with streaks of blue, green, purple and white invaded my senses, enveloping me in a hug as I lifted my arms, the magic changing my outfit for me.

when the smoke disappeared, I was left in a dark blue dress, an Enchanted forest style dress as I didn’t think a land without magic dress would pass at a Camelot ball.

“better?” I asked and they all nodded with a smile.

Peter stood up, walking over  to me, putting his hands on my waist and leaning in, kissing me.

“you look magnificent love” he said when he pulled back and I smiled.

when I looked around Regina had left and Henry had entered with Belle.

“hi guys” I waved and Henry laughed.

“princess now” he joked and I rolled my eyes playfully.

“and you’re technically a prince Henry” I laughed at the look of shock on his face.

“well you both look lovely.” Belle laughed as I hugged her.

“are you boys staying behind or are you going to the ball?” she asked Peter, Devin, and Felix who sighed.

“I’ll go.” Felix looked almost like he’d rather do anything else but even he knew if he stayed he’d have to help look after baby Neal.

it was hilarious how fast a lost boy can ran when told he may have to look after a baby.

“Why not?” Devin shrugged and Peter just smirked, clicking his fingers and changing him and the boys into appropriate clothing for a ball.

“milady” he held his arm out to me and I playfully rolled my eyes.

this was going to be interesting.

only an hour or so later I stood behind Regina, ready for our names to be called.

they thought Regina was the saviour so she was announced as such when she was called.

“INTRODUCING THE LONG LOST PRINCESS, PRINCESS (Y/N)!” they called for me and I took a deep breath in.

I began my decent down the steps, making eye contact with Peter as he stood waiting for me.

I smiled at him, the sight of him helping ease my nerves.

it had been three years since we’d met, him kidnapping Henry and I went with the heroes to save him, not actually knowing what the exact meaning of the markings on my arm.

or the extent of my powers.

and since then Peter and I had gotten to know each other, coming to know each other like the back of our hands, fighting in sync. it had taken a mixture of Regina and Peter to teach me magic.

he could tell when I was scared and I could tell when he was getting angry. and it came as a bonus that the lost boys came to care for me like a sister.

I reached the bottom of the stairs, Peter stood in front of me, holding his hand out for me to take.

I smiled as I took it, ignoring the looks of the people from Camelot.

the music began to play as Peter wander off to talk to Henry or Felix and I stood talking with Devin and a knight of the round table, Sir Galahad.

“so you’ve been to Neverland?” Sir Galahad asked and I nodded.

“Yep. there’s a lot of mermaids. and not friendly mermaids” I answered before I felt a tap on my shoulder.

I spun around only to come face to face with Peter, who was bowing with a dark (f/c) rose in his hand.

“care to dance… princess?” he teased and I chuckled.

“why of course peter” I answered and he placed the rose in my hair before we walked over to the dance floor, leaving Devin to talk to Sir Galahad.

we began to dance, exchanging conversation and laughing, not noticing how are friends and family looked at us with amusement and how the people of Camelot looked on with smiles, including my biological parents.

“how are you feeling princess?” he asked and I smiled.

“better. I didn’t expect the whole finding my parents thing. I never went looking for them and then I find out that they actually wanted me it’s a big shock on my part” I explained and he nodded.

“well we’ll always be by your side love” he said and that was the last thing we got to hear before there was a commotion and David was fighting one of the knights of the round table, beside Robin who fell to the ground, wounded.

another man charged at David as he had his back to the new fighter but Peter let go of my hand, summoning a sword to his hand as he blocked the attack.

“careful David!” he exclaimed and Felix stepped beside me, Devin on his other side.

“think he’ll need our help?” Devin asked and I shook my head.

“not unless there’s another assailant” Felix answered.

suddenly as we’re watching Peter’s lost his sword and is on his stomach, trying to reach it.

“and she’s going in” Felix muttered as I stepped forwards with a sword in my hand.

“sorry to step on your moment” I said with a smirk as I blocked his attempt to kill my boyfriend.

“stay out of this princess” the knight said and I narrowed my eyes at him.

“you’ve threatened my love and my family.” I answered, exchanging blows with him as Peter grabbed his sword and jumped to his feet.

“thanks for the save lost girl” he smirked at me.

“anytime pan” I replied as we began to fight the knight, turning the knight in circles as he tried to defend on both swords.

it was only moments before the knight was on his knees and I had his sword in my hand.

“Felix catch!” I exclaimed, throwing him the knight’s sword, watching as the lost boy caught it and the people of Camelot gasped.

“not too bad princess” Peter smirked at me and I jokingly rolled my eyes at him.

“I gotta be good, don’t I?” I answered before Devin spoke up.

“now that you’ve got him what do you do with him?” he asked and I looked to Mary-Margret.

“i shall take him” King Arthur answered, walking forwards with Queen Guinevere who rushed to my side, checking me for injuries as I sent my sword back to my room.

“when did you learn to fight like that?” she finally asked and I shrugged.

“he shall be punished for trying to kill the saviour, the lost princess and their friends” I heard the King say as the boys stepped beside me.

“I’ve picked up a few things here and there” I answered.

the queen pulled me into a hug and I hesitated before hugging her back, accepting it.

I may not know what to do but I can try.

when we pulled back Felix looked at me with a smirk.

“you just fought a knight of the round table from Camelot, in a ball gown. how do you feel?” he asked and I chuckled.

“a bit different then to fighting in jeans and button up shirt” I answered before I noticed the Queen’s confused look.

“uh, Queen Guinevere, mother, this is Felix, Devin and Peter, Peter is my soulmate” I pointed at them and her eyes widened.

“what did you mean by fighting in jeans and a button up shirt?” she asked and I smiled.

“that’s not the first time I’ve fought someone trying to kill me and my friends. usually I’m dressed in similar clothes to what I arrived in since I lived in the land without magic. but that was the first time I fought in a ball gown.” i explained and she looked worried.

“do you regularly fight?” she questioned and I nodded.

“I’d rather fight to keep my friends by my side then to see them injured.” I answer and she took a deep breath in.

“you remind me of your father and I. we were very similar at your age” she admitted before pulling me into a hug.

“keep her safe” she said to the boys behind me who nodded as I hugged her back.

“thank you. mother” I whispered.

it was peaceful between us for a little as I stayed hugging my birth mother until Henry came running over.

“we needs your help.” he said and I pulled away from Guinevere.

“sorry, I’ve got to go help. I’ll see you later” I smiled, quickly hugging her before Peter grabbed my hand, taking off running.

finding my biological parents was not on the list of things I expected to happen today.

but I’m glad it happened anyways.

Cute

☆ — earth 42 miles x f! reader | lipstick

summary: miles had sneaked in y/n into his room, and she comes up with an idea to leave kiss imprints all over his face. it was all sweet till two people came into the room

pairing: earth 42 miles morales x f! reader

warning: makeout sesh

dd speaks: please correct me if the Spanish is wrong since I’m getting everything from spanishdict, and earth 42 miles is so fine. i’m also in nyc

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“watch your step pretty”

miles told her, his hand guiding her every move to climb into his bedroom. “no one home right” she asked, “yes ma no one home just will be the two of us”

he opened up the window letting y/n get inside first before following behind, closing the window. “your room nice miles”

she said walking around the room. “ooo what’s this” she asked grabbing a sketchbook. “you know i love you baby, but let’s not go through that” he said getting very defensive and flustered

“your flustered, did you draw me miles”

miles rolled his eyes at his girlfriend teasing. “mi vida come here”, she put down a book before walking over to where miles was sitting on the bed. “i have an fun idea to do” (transl: my life)

she smirked playing with his braids, straddling his lap. miles hands wrapped around her waist giving it a little squeeze “what’s that ma”

“kisses! how do you say again in spanish”

“besos mama” he said a smile on his lips. “besos! i’ll leave a bunch on your face, maybe i’ll take a picture and put as my wallpaper”

miles smiled at his girlfriend's enthusiasm. he was happy that she was trying to learn some spanish, he knew she only was doing this to make him feel better about his dad's death but he was grateful

“only if you want too”

“whatever makes you happy mama”

she smiles getting up from his lap to grab her lipstick out of her bag, before coming back to straddle his lap again

“hold still…”

miles felt y/n lips pressed on his skin, some giggles leaving her lips as she leaves kisses all over his face

“i love you so much” she muttered into his skin as he leaves a kiss on his lips. “baby that’s tickles” he laughed as she kisses all over his cheek

“baby stay still, some of the kisses are coming off crooked”

he chuckled, giving her waist a gentle squeeze. “usted mirar muy guapo” she said leaving one more kiss on his lips (transl: you look very handsome)

“not as beautiful as you,” he said leaving a kiss on her lips, “mhm… miles wait let me take a picture and then you kiss me as much as you want”

“smile handsome”

miles sent a cheeky smile towards the camera, before grabbing his own phone. “i’m going to need my own photo too” he told her. “of course” she said setting the picture as her wallpaper

she grabbed his cheek bringing her lips towards his cheek looking at the camera as she took the picture. “your beautiful”

“you tell me everyday” she smiled, as she wrapped her arms around his neck. “just have to remind you” he explained, before going in for a kiss

the kiss was slow but passionate, not one of them wanting to breakaway, “you taste so good…” miles muttered on y/n lips. “thank you”

she moaned out, as he bite her bottom lip softly

“¿mijo qué es la partida en aqui?” (transl: son what’s going on here)

both y/n and miles separate quickly to see his mom and uncle aaron looking at them. “mami let me explain”

“oh i see what happened lover boy, this is your girlfriend, that’s why you’ve been so happy” rio said looking at him sternly

“i’m sorry for intruding” y/n apologized, grabbing her stuff about to leave. “no, no, you can stay i’m just disappointed that he decided to keep it a secret” she explained

“i was going to”

“no excuses, you hid me from such and cute woman” she said. y/n giggled a bit while she watch the two talk back in fourth

“mija want to stay for dinner” she asked, “oh sure i have no plans” y/n agreed. “good i love to get to know you”

“get washed up both of you, dinner is almost finished” she told them pointing at the kiss imprints on miles face

“yes ma’am”

bonus:

“miles you still got a kiss mark on you”

his uncle told him, as he was about to put on his prowler mask. “thanks for telling me” he said going to wash it off

“i didn’t know you were such a simp” uncle aaron teased

“can you just let it go

©mxn8y31 2023

poison me

xavier x fem

not proofread

summary; you -- a vampire -- are shocked to hear the favour that your boyfriend is desperate for, but what he didn't know is that you were just as desperate as him...

word count; 1,416

You and Xavier had just finished up with your homework (in which he did half) and we’re now getting settled in his bed, currently wearing a singlet and a pair of sweatpants you stole from him.

“Well now that we have that done, i guess i owe you a favour now. Anything you want, its yours” you said, crawling in between his legs, your chin on your hands and looking up at him with a cheeky plum-lipped smile.

“Yeah, you do. You know, if you got more sleep, then you would remember more things from class” He teased.

“You know it’s vampire instinct to go out at night! God, i don’t know how the other vamps manage to stay asleep” You pondered. You broke eye contact, circling your tongue around your left fang -- a habit you had when you were thinking. You felt Xavier’s body stiffen, then say your name.

“i know what i want for my favour” He spoke, breathing out of his mouth now. You propped yourself up so you were now kneeling in between his legs rather than laying down.

“Already? I would have thought you were gonna save it for something like art tips, or dinner, or--”

“I want you to bite me”

The answer took you by surprise, so much so you paused your talking to just look at him in slight shock.

"I- What?" You chuckled slightly, not knowing if you had heard the correct thing. He took a heavy breath before replying.

"I want you to bite me" He answered more clearly this time. Yep, you heard the right thing. You weren't sure what to say for a moment. Vampires biting other non-vampires was strictly against Nevermore rules.

"Xavier are you- Are you crazy? Do you know how much trouble I could get into if someone saw the mark it would leave?" You asked in shock, this was something you had never expected him to ask for.

"So then ill wear my hair down" He answered quickly and plainly.

"You don't know the side effects, Xavier" You shook your head.

"So educate me, then" He answered plainly again. This was so unlike him?

"A non-vampire getting bit and infected with vampire venom is more serious than you think. Too much poison, then they die. Not enough. poison, it'll hurt like hell and won't be pleasant" You paused, seeing that his facial expression had not changed yet.

"When tasting pure blood -- that's what we call non-vampire blood -- it can be incredibly hard to stop. Some vampires don't even realise they're releasing venom into the victims bloodstream until they stop feeling a pulse. Its like a drug to us, and I'm not putting you in that short of danger" You continued, remaining a stern look on your face.

"I trust you" He replied. He leaned forward and grabbed your hips, pulling you so you weren't straddling him and he was against the headboard.

"You shouldn't. Ive never tasted pure-blood before. Im not sure if ill have the strength to stop"

"Then ill let you know when it becomes too much" He pleaded, his eyes practically drilling into yours.

"You won't be able to. It works both ways. We would both be too busy feeling euphoric. The blood filling the gaping hole in my stomach that no animals blood could ever give, and the venom going straight to your heart and brain, giving us both a feeling that we've never felt before" You finished, trying your very best to talk him out of it. If you were honest, you've always wanted to taste pure-blood, but lots vampires who have don't end up keeping the victim alive.

"I'll still trust you. C'mon, Y/n, you said anything" He pleaded, his hands making soft swirls on your sides.

"Not when your life is on the line!" You urged. You sighed and put your head down. "I could kill you, Xavier. I'd be chased, hunted, and eventually burned at the stake. If this goes sideways, it's game over" You spoke quietly. He lifted your chin to look at you again.

"I trust you. If that means putting my life on the line, then so be it" He replied. "Don't lie to yourself, i know its something that we both have been wanting to try for a while now"

He was right. There was no point lying and saying you haven't, because he would be able to see right through you. You put your index and middle finger to his jugular on his right. The pulse quickened, and it made you thirsty at the thought of it.

"Mm, don't tempt me"

"Please" He begged in a low voice, flickering his eyelids. He knew that whenever he did that, you would give him anything he wants. You shuffled your hips forward a bit more to get more comfortable, and that was when he knew it was about to happen.

You bent forward and came nose to nose with his jugular. You couldn't hear his heart beat and could practically see the vein pumping. Your mouth watered with poison, and you swallowed in slight fear.

"Are you ready?" You whispered. He nodded and angled his neck away from you to give you easier access.

"This might hurt a bit" Was the last thing you said before losing all patience. You pierced your needle-sharp teeth into the centre of the vein, hearing a sharp gasp from Xavier.

His blood pooled in your mouth and spilled out from the sides of your lips. Your pupils dilated as you were overtaken by a sudden wave of overbearing pleasure. It was like drinking liquid gold, or if heaven was converted into a liquid. You groaned as you sucked harshly, grabbing the other side of his neck to push him closer to you.

For Xavier, it hurt at first. It felt like two sharp pencils being stabbed right in the vein, but it only took a few seconds until the venom had already started taking effect.

Getting high with Ajax was less than nothing compared to this. He felt like he was floating, so much so he didn't even notice your hand hastily grabbing the other side of his neck. He was swimming in pure bliss, the venom quickly making its way through his bloodstream.

You continued savagely drinking like a lion who hasn't had anything to eat in the last month. You were aware that everyones blood tastes different, but you only wanted Xavier's. You didn't have anything else on your mind. Just blood.

Thirsty, blood, Xavier's blood, Xavier's blood, Xavier's blood, Xavier, Xavier, Xavier-

You were knocked out of your frenzy when the thought of Xavier caught your mind. Not blood, not Xavier's blood, but just Xavier. You pulled away, making eye contact with the pools of scarlet blood on his bed sheets, the dripping bite wound, and the wine-coloured lip mark surrounding it.

"Xavier? Xavier!" You called while cupping his face in both your hands and turning him to face you. "Xavier, are you alright?"

He looked at you with a half-lidded dazed expression. "told you so" He managed to say with a smile. It concerned you how out-of-it he seemed, so you checked his pulse on the other side of his neck, a purple bruise already forming from how viciously you had previously grabbed him.

His pulse was shallow. Shallow, perhaps, but it was there.

"Are you feeling okay?" You asked, grabbing several tissues from the box on his nightstand and dabbing at the wound. He winced at the feeling. "Mhm. Just tired" He yawned.

"That's the lack of blood, but your heart is pumping more as we speak. You can go to sleep if you like" You reassured, still dabbing at the puncture wounds.

"And the venom?" He asked quietly. You gave a small smile before replying.

"Well since you're alive right now, im guessing less than 50 millilitres of venom entered your bloodstream, meaning it'll take a few days to a week for your heart to work it out. During the next week you might experience withdrawals as if you were a crack addict. Its going to be hard, bu-"

You stopped when you realised he was already asleep. You smiled and went tot he bathroom to get a towel to wipe your mouth and neck with. You brought the same towel back to the bed to place over the blood on the bed that was still wet, and placed a bandaid on the wound.

tags;

@fanboyluvr @lcvecstiel @spiderlemon @train-wrecc @wenvierismycomfort @xavierthorpemyeverything @wednesdayyyss @fangirl-madz @weeping-in-the-willows @simp-is-what-i-am @themermaidscales82

—Polar bond

requested. yes || no

summary. ice skating date with Aiden :3

warning. not proof read, swearing, short

“Soo.. Can I hold your hand on the ice?” Aiden asked slyly and slid his hand onto your much colder one as you sat on the bus to the ice skating rink. “Depends..” You smile teasingly and interwine your fingers with his. It wasn’t a surprise Aiden would come with you with the idea of going ice skating and it wasn’t just as a surprise that you said yes.

You always entertained his dumb ideas and with the two of you always being attached at the hip, or sharing your two brain cells, the two of you were always around whenever mischief was being caused.

Just as you arrived at the skating rink, snowflakes started falling from the gray-ish clouds above you like soft white petals which made the experience twice as magical. Sadly the snow wouldn’t be able to reach you anymore since you were skating indoors but you could only hope that you were going to come back with a bunch of snow lying around.

You borrowed a pair of skates and waited for Aiden to get his own while you tried your best to tie them as firmly as possible to prevent any slipping and injuries. You took the guards of the sharp shiny blades and helped Aiden tie his own pair and took the guards off so you could finally get to skating. You couldn’t really lie; you weren’t all that great at skating. Yes you knew how but it was just overwhelming being in a full blown crowd with little space and children running— well skating around you like they had 10 cups of coffee hours before. Aiden noticed how you just merely stood in one place gripping the edge to steady yourself and skated over to you, interwining his hands with you just like he had mentioned on the ride here.

“Come on, it’s not that scary when you get the hang of avoiding crashing into people.” He chuckles and kisses your cheek before pulling you with him, making you stumble but you manage to balance yourself and follow his lead.

Every time you stumbled or almost hit someone Aiden somehow ‘saved the day’ and caught you in his arms with a warm, teasing smile and some smart ass remark. “Come on, it isn’t that hard. You just want to be in my arms don’t you?” He asked with a smirk and pulled you to the side so you weren’t in the way of the many other people skating and lifted your head by the chin to look into your eyes. You hated when he did that. “Aiden, not now.” You whisper yelled as the millenial couples passed by with grimaces and children with big curious eyes. “Don’t tell me you’re embarrassed? You’re the one who’s been dying to be in my arms this whole time.” You punch his shoulder and skate away from the stunned yet smiling boy, trying to loose him in the crowd of people but it was like he had a tracker on you and was impossible to loose!

Once he caught up he grabbed you by the waist which wasn’t a smart idea because spoiler alert; you fell. And Aiden unfortunately went down with you with a loud thud and not without sending shots of pain through your body. “Fuck Aiden, you fucking dumbass.” You glare but you couldn’t help the smile forming on your lips as a fit of giggles fill Aidens ears. He smiles and lifts himself up before lifting you up with him and pulling you out of the rink. “I think that’s enough time on the ice for the day.” He says disappointedly but takes off his skates, stretching his aching legs and letting the blood flow through them without any pressure.

The walk to Aidens house wasn’t long, giving yourselves the time to enjoy the falling snow and christmas atmosphere and have small snowball fights which usually ended in you getting hit square in the face with the freezing snowball. “My feet hurt so bad.” You groan, Aidens ears perking up with a small smile which never meant anything good. He lifted you into his arms, walking the rest of the way to his house with you being carries bridal style which only made your cheeks redder.

Once you finally got home you two made some hot tea and changed into some more comfortable clothes; which consisted of Aidens sweatpants, a shirt you forgot to bring home after a sleepover and some random pair of fluffy socks. “I had fun babe.” He said as he admired you in the mirror doing whatever it is you did before bed. “Yeah, me too my love.” You smile and give him a quick kiss, setting your phone down which now had the two of you at the ice skating rink as your background.

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Could you do Daddy kink König x fem reader pls 🙏👉👈

König w/ a Daddy Kink

Warnings: 18+, Daddy Kink, Dominant König, Breeding Kink, Forced Breeding Kink, Consensual Non-Con/Dub-Con Kink (König would never force himself on you; he loves you very much and everything you do together is explicitly consensual), Somnophilia, Unprotected Sex, Creampie, Submissive Reader, Fem Reader, Spanking, Discipline, Punishment, Petnames, Pussy Slapping, Plugging, Sadism, König’s dick is H U G E, Profanity, Fluff, etc.

DADDY KONIG AAAAAAAHHHHHH

Okay, Dom König absolutely has a daddy kink.

And you realised it by accident when you screamed “Daddy!” as he made you cum.

Body riddled with the ebbing of your orgasm, heaving chest flush against König’s, you lolled against him, perfectly oblivious to what you’d unearthed in König.

“What was that, Engel?” König said, panting, twitching, head tilting as he looked down at you.

You could barely talk, nevermind move.

When you didn’t answer, still panting heavily, König took your face in his hand, gripping your jaw, making you wince.

“Don’t test my patience, Engel.” His voice was low and rasping with lust. “I’m sure you don’t want me to pound you again. Not while you’re so…” He pressed his fingers against the bruised, sensitive skin of your lips.

You yelped, back arching, pushing you further into König’s chest.

“I…I called you…” Your gaze fell from his sharp eyes, drifting off to the side, shame obscuring your confidence and rendering you incapable of facing him.

“Go on,” König encouraged. “Say it.”

“Daddy…”

König shivered, his skin breaking out into goosebumps. He sucked in a hiss between his teeth, and, slowly, ground his half-hard cock against your aching flower. You whined. König growled.

“Mmmh, Darling,” his breath shuttered, “such a good girl.”

König rubbed against your clit, making you moan - cry - against him.

“M’gonna fuck you so hard ‘til–”

He groaned, his tip catching your lips. God, so tempting - so inviting.

“‘Til you make me a daddy.”

Expect many thorough breeding sessions after this.

Literally just König filling you until you look and feel like you’re about to burst, only for him to plug you and make you keep his seed inside you.

“Pull it out and I’ll keep going until you actually pop.”

Definitely into somnophilia.

Will wake up at an odd hour of the morning with a raging hard-on and will just feed his length into your pussy, feeling you squeeze him while you sleep.

“Gonna fill you up, Baby,” he’d whisper in your ear, giving a low moan when you shift in your sleep and invite him deeper.

If you wake up during this and tell König to: “Nnng, stop - please, don’t–”

You’re just gonna make him cum harder, draw him to his end quicker.

That being said, he has a slight (massive) dub-con kink.

Also, consensual forced breeding kink.

“N-no! Please, Daddy, I don’t wanna get pregnant–”

“Shut your fucking mouth,” König hissed, his cock bulging in your stomach, his hands pinning your wrists above your head.

“I’ll breed you as much as I like; m’gonna make sure you never leave this house again–” he moaned as he felt himself succumbing to his release, his member twitching. “So beautiful – you’re gonna look so pretty, swollen with my offspring.”

Well, given you actually want to bring a child into the world, of course.

If not, you and König can simply pretend, still indulging König’s daddy kink at every given opportunity.

König refuses to let you refer to him by anything other than ‘Daddy’ when he’s in the mood - failure to do so results in some serious pussy slapping.

Doesn’t matter how sensitive you are; he’s going to make sure you remember to call him Daddy next time.

The same goes for if you start being bratty.

König’s kink is not an invitation for you to start acting fussy.

“Oh, it’s too big?” he said, his eyes wide – mirroring and mocking your expression – inching his cock inside you, stretching you over him.

You whined, scowling, eyes doe and glistening.

“Daddy, it hurts!” you squealed. “Take it out, please–”

“Shh, Princess. Don’t make me angry.” König said, his eyes darkening. “Or I’ll make it hurt more.”

Definitely into discipline and spanking.

Will sometimes do it even if you haven’t warranted it.

Slaps your backside and thighs with his belt, breath quivering when he hears the sound of leather against skin, sees the red marks across your body.

And when a wide-eyed, confused expression crosses your face, he just smiles cruelly down at you.

“Shouldn’t be walking around with that tight little ass if you didn’t want me to hit it.”

In more ways than one *wink*.

Outside of the bedroom, calling König ‘Daddy’ is a proven way to get him to do anything for you.

Just bat your eyelashes at him and say in your softest voice: “Daddyyy, the cookie jar’s too far away; will you get it for me?”

And he’s DONE.

“Of course, Princess. Anything for you.”

He’s just so whipped for you.

Looks at you like you’re the Universe and all its celestial creations.

Tends to your every need, without question or hesitation.

Literally will not rest until all your needs are met and surpassed.

Sit in his lap, PLEASE.

He’ll literally just die in his seat if you do. Regardless of how dominant König’s feeling, he’s still vulnerable to your gentle advances.

And just vulnerable to you, to be honest.

But love will do that to a person, and König, a man whose profession made him think he was forced never to feel love himself, has never wanted to protect something - or someone - more.

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Red Squirrels by Kyle Bonallo (ig: @kylebonallo)

A work of art

DO YOU WANT TO WORK ON A GRAVITY FALLS DATING SIM??

Well, now you can!

Hi. Laura here, formally known as stan’s wife‼️ by the masses! I am working on a dating sim where you can romance either STANFORD, STANLEY, or BILL!

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I look forward to reading your applications!! Yaaaay!!

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Very well made

Different Pulses 

Pairing: Felix x Reader

Warnings: Swearing

Summary: After Pan gets defeated, Y/N and Felix live together in Storybrooke with the "heroes". They both don't get along and seem to avoid each other, until the "heroes" need to leave them alone to save Henry from another threat. Will Y/N get along with the cold, distant boy?

Part: (1/?)

@madd-devil

This story is heavily inspired by "When it's cold" by:

@the-original-weirdo-83

@peter-pan-on-neverland

Y/N's eyes wandered through the small room, from the small bed to the huge window, stopping at the small drawer underneath it, before finally stepping further in. The walls were dyed light blue and besides a big clock and a flat screen they were empty. There was nothing unusual with this room, nothing really striking and yet it still felt a little strange. She walked forwards and ripped the dark curtains away, opening the window to welcome the golden sunlight into the room, warming her skin. The air smelled different and even the birds chirped in another tune. It seemed as if this world was quieter than the other, less dangerous and more welcoming. For a moment Y/N was soaked into the moment and drifted off into her thoughts, as suddenly some cursing in the next room ripped the girl out of her thoughts. With an annoyed snarl, she rolled her eyes and let herself drop onto the small bed, trying to ignore the sounds that probably came from the grumpy former second in command. After all, he still did not like being taken from Neverland, as he found himself with Y/N in a new home in Storybrooke. He still did not fit in and fought with everything he had to integrate. The second in command was stubborn and feisty, hot-tempered and constantly in a bad mood. Felix had barely granted Y/N a smile since they came off the Island and after he was brought into Mary Margaret's and David Charmings flat, everything went worse. The lost boy usually locked himself up inside his room, stayed there until after dinner to grab himself the leftovers, before vanishing back behind the wooden door. He never seemed to understand the technology around him, not even trying to understand it, but getting angry instead if it did not work out like he had imagined it to.  Y/N on the other hand, found herself in a healthy relationship with her hosts real quick. They took it as their own responsibility to take both of them in, after Pan was defeated. Felix, because he was the most stubborn boy that would never find his peace in an orphanage and Y/N, because she was the only girl next to Wendy that lived with the lost boys. After all this time on the island, she found herself being close to Henry as well. The small, young boy was like a little brother to her, making the girl laugh and joining her whenever Mary Margaret would allow them to go out. She was a careful woman and even though she trusted Y/N, there was no reason for her not to be cautious. Also Y/N suspected Mary  not to act like granting the girl a privilege while Felix was still being guarded. 

Another loud yell from behind those walls disturbed the girls' peaceful daydreams once more, so she grabbed the pillow and pressed it over her head to muffle all the sound, trying her best to ignore everything around. It was a day too pretty for this and Y/N only wanted to relax, but not a few minutes of delightful silence later, she heard a knock on the wooden door. Moving her body properly under the sheets, she faced the door and mumbled just loud enough,"Come in."

The door swung open and revealed the former second in command's worried face, his sweaty hair hung down his face and he breathed so loud that the girl could literally feel anger flooding in the room. The atmosphere turned immediately tense and the room seemed to shrink around her with each second passing. Y/N held her breath and raised one eyebrow in confusion, trying her best to hide her insecurities behind a questioning look, as the lanky, blonde boy's eyes pierced her urgently. 

"Where is the little rat?" Felix spoke in a hoarse tone. 

"The ra-" She started confused. "Oh."

Henry.

"He took my cloak." Felix raged. "Where is the bastard, so I can smite him!"

"It's in the laundry." Y/N interrupted him before Felix would even try to hurt Henry and give him the fault for her doings. She found it in the bathroom and washed it along with the other laundry. The girl's voice was almost inaudible, well knowing the boy's temper from all the countless encounters with the other lost boys. Felix's eyes twitched and he gritted his teeth as he slowly came closer, one step after another, to close the distance that kept her away from him, the only distance that gave the girl at least a little bit of comfort. Henry could be glad to have to spend the time with the grumpy lost boy on weekends only. How much she envied him.

"What?" He snarled with his face just a few centimeters away from hers and for a moment her mind went blank, the only impulse she felt was to storm out of the room. As she crashed to the door, Y/N did not even bother to look back and swiftly grabbed her shoes and keys before leaving the apartment.  The door swung shut with a loud crash that echoed through every room as Felix swayed back in his own room, every cell inside him questioning why his heart felt so heavy. Y/N was not even sure if the lanky boy bothered to chase after her and if her actions seemed a little exaggerated, but when Felix built himself up in front of her, the girl's heart sank into the bottom of her body and fear overtook her mind. The former lost boy had been cruel to other boys for less than that.

She did not stay out for long, simply walked around the block to get some fresh air and to get some space from the tall boy. Also, because she knew that Mary would be mad if she was not home when the woman returned. The first week did not start well and Y/N let out a frustrated sight as she thought of the future. Mary and David left her alone with him half of the day, having the boy locked up in his room was not consoling though, the fact alone that he was present was enough to make her feel nervous. When she returned to the apartment, Felix was nowhere in sight, so she quickly snuck back into her room, hoping that he would leave her alone for the rest of the day. On the other hand, she had to make sure that he would not hurt Henry, the poor boy did nothing wrong. For a moment Y/N hesitated until she decided to get Felix's cloak from the washing line on the balcony. Not a surprise that the asshole did not know it was there, when he never left his room. Still, the girl felt a little curious when she thought of what he might do all day by himself- especially with no understanding of technology. Was he not bored? There was no convincing answer that she could think of and Y/N wondered if she would find out as she strutted with the big cloak in her hands towards Felix's room. She  knocked at the door and immediately regretted it after the previous events. Nevertheless she tried to be brave and push her fear aside, telling herself that the former second in command was not threatening at all.

She knocked again when nothing happened and suddenly some angry footsteps stomped into her direction-, firm and loud, before the tall boy ripped the door wide open, revealing his furious face.

"What the fuck do you want?" Felix growled, the veins of his neck throbbing and his hands pressed so tightly into fists that his knuckles turned white. 

"I-...eh." Y/N stammered nervously and tightened her grip onto the cloak. Her eyes widened as she thought, He would not hurt me, would he? "I have your-"

"Keep that!" Felix interrupted her, his words were like poison.

Felix slammed the door shut before  the girl could say another  word, leaving her in the dark hallway with an unsettling feeling inside her guts that something was wrong. But how could she even tell what? Felix never spoke to her that much and it was pretty obvious that he would not do more in the future. All Y/N knew was that the grumpy boy missed the island and that he missed Pan, even though the girl never understood his obedience to the green devil. Peter Pan was manipulative and evil and she was glad he never left Neverland alive. Felix couldn't give her the fault for his loss, she had never helped the heroes and even refused as the only one next to him to say a word. Well, Y/N opened up quicker and befriended the "heroes" after everything they did. It was a saint if she could speak freely about it. The cloak must mean a lot to Felix, or else he would never be this angry, even for a boy who had a tendency to violence-, he never hurt Y/N before. She really hoped he would take it back and overcome his rage. The idea that Felix might only looked for a reason to hate Henry more occured her a few minutes later, but it was an unspoken thought that seemed to be way too assumptious.

"I am sorry about Peter." She moved her forehead onto the wooden door, resting it there for a bit and after a while she watched a single tear drop down onto the ground. Peter was not completely evil, not to Y/N at least and deep inside he was a loss to her as well. There was a short time where Felix seemed to be nice too, back on Neverland just weeks before Peter got defeated. He had shown the girl a flower field and tickled her until some boy's would crossy their way and disturb that lovely moment. It was the first and only time he had ever been close in a comforting way. Since then, Y/N had always hoped to see the boy underneath this rusty shell, but it was all gone since the second he stepped off the boat.

The door stayed closed and she stared at Felix's cloak, wondering what to do with it. When Y/N returned to her own room and snuck underneath the covers, the cloak was still under her arm. It did not smell like Felix anymore. The ticking of the clock was the only sound filling the room, capturing the girl's eyes to check the time- six pm. It was late, almost time for Mary Margaret to come back from work and cook some dinner, and when it was time for Y/N to sleep, David would come home too and Emma would come tomorrow, to bring Henry over for the weekend. Y/N barely saw David. He was always busy with his work in the police station and would get home late in the night. He left Felix and her up to Mary and Emma, which was definitely a hard task thinking of the rebellious boy next to Y/N's room. The man could not stand the former lost boy, the girl had seen it in his eyes when Emma brought her onto the ship, back then,  from escaping Neverland. Felix's emotions seemed mutual and everyone around could sense it. That both of them were separated most of the time, was not so bad after all. Mary Margarett even tried to take it as an opportunity to get to know more about the former lost boy, but all her attempts failed. The boy kept shut, would not reveal his past and barely replied to any of the woman’s actions. It was tiring to watch, quite a show though. It seemed like a boring game of charade, in which Mary kept asking him countless questions and then tried to interpret his annoyed growls as he ate some cereal. Breakfast was a strict rule for him to join and dinner to avoid. 

Y/N rolled over and grabbed her phone, turning some music on to change her thoughts and kill the silence. Even though it was so early, she felt how her eyelids were getting heavy, how she slowly drifted off into sleep, using the cloak as a pillow. Throwing it away was not an option for her, there could always come a time where the former lost boy would demand it back. 

It felt like a whole night when the girl woke up from a strange feeling of someone pulling on something underneath her. Out of reflex, she tightened the grip on the cloak in her arms. The pulling got stronger and when she realised that this was not a dream, she slowly opened her tired eyes.

"I changed my mind." Felix scoffed. "I want it back."

With a mind still dizzy and drunk from sleep, Y/N's sight was still so blurry, that it was hard to catch up and she needed a moment to follow the lost boy's words. He obviously meant the cloak, but why did he make such a fuss about it when he did not want it in the first place? 

"Y/N?" He pronounced her name so carefully when he realised her eyes were closing again. She did not respond. 

The sound of Felix's knees hitting the floor startled the girl out of sleep, finding herself sitting bolt upright in bed, pressing the cloak with widened eyes tightly against her chest. He let out an amused chuckle, grinning from ear to ear. Being fully awake now, Y/N realised why the tall boy was here and she slowly reached her hand forward, handing the boy his cloak over. What the hell did he do in the middle of the night inside her room? Why could this not wait? Her eyes wandered to her phone on the small nightstand-, it was eight pm and winter. It caused the girl to genuinely laugh to herself.

"Sorry for washing it." She whispered meek, avoiding Felix's gaze and dropped her head back onto the pillow before turning  away from him to close her eyes. 

"It's all right." With that Felix quickly made his way back to his own room, the door closing so quick as if he had run.

The next day he kept quiet, did not say a word at breakfast, not even a snarky comment towards Henry who was constantly talking about one of his favourite movies and its heroes. The word 'hero' usually was enough to make the former lost boy explode. Not this time. His steel like eyes were glued onto his bowl as he ate in silence. Later he would sit in the living room, watching some TV that Henry forgot to turn off and would not even complain when Y/N joined and switched the channel. For a moment she felt his eyes burning on her skin. When she met his gaze, the former lost boy rose to his feet and walked away, slamming his door to confirm he was in his room now. Felix was strange and not the friendliest boy for sure. Still, Y/N had the feeling that there was more behind his behaviour that he would let her on and that he exaggerated an act. Mary would give her some tasks over the time like getting the groceries, which she would really appreciate doing, since it was a great way to get out. Y/N and Felix were no prisoners of course and the cold of the thick snow creeping in from the outside would keep her under her covers anyway. There never has been snow on Neverland. It was entirely strange and yet so familiar, waking a nostalgic feeling inside the girl. When Y/N found her way to the grocery store, there was no one to harm her and she had all the time she needed to wander through the different Isles and shove anything she liked into the shopping cart. There were no lost boys with spears and torches, that would hunt the girl down until her feet would bleed. No Pan that played his dangerous, manipulative games, that only entertained him in a twisted, sadistic way,  satisfying him, that it could already be a kink. 

It was freedom. 

The good snacks from the store disappeared immediately inside the drawer, keeping it safe from Henry or Felix. Both had the tendency to steal Y/N's food. She would often cook for herself, learning new skills since there was nothing else to do anyways. As soon as Mary returned, the girl hoped she would bring some more groceries, but she got disappointed. The snow held her off too long, the mood to go into the supermarket was simply gone and Y/N could understand that.

"You can go with Henry." She smiled and grabbed herself something to drink from the fridge. 

"When will he be here?" Y/N asked, raising an eyebrow as she waited for an answer. The short haired woman slowly turned around, her face seemed to be frozen in an unbelieving, perplexed and slightly fearing frown.

"Isn't he here alr-" She stopped and both of their heads shot into the same direction when a key was put inside the front lock, turning and unlocking the door. The girl expected the young boy to get home, instead, Emma stormed into the apartment, shortly followed by David and the girl already saw on their faces that something was wrong. Mary let go of what she was doing and closed the distance between them with quite some concern on her face.

"They took Henry!" Emma bursted out, her eyes searching the room as if her son could just hide somewhere and would just magically appear any moment. She looked full of hope. David gently rubbed her back and told Mary to get her things. They always seemed to find trouble and now Y/N finally understood what Felix meant, when he once claimed that their hero being was only a facade and they were the true danger. Were they? Henry was gone and that was because he was so important to these women.

"Who took him?" Y/N asked worriedly.

"Stay out of this, you are not a part of this." Emma ignored the question and  gently shoved the former lost girl out of her way to get her keys. She ripped the door wide open and jumped down the hallway without bothering to close it, expecting the others to follow quickly. 

"We will get Henry back." Mary turned to Y/N, trying to comfort her by holding her hands. "You don't have to worry."

It was not the young boy she worried about and the short haired woman knew that. With a quick glance back to Felix's closed door, Y/N gulped and immediately shook her head.

"I can come with you!" She protested at the thought of being all alone with the former second in command.

"No," Mary said and sighted. "I need you here."

Her gaze wandered off to Felix's door again and her look grew frustrated. Y/N followed with her eyes and nodded before facing the short haired woman again. She turned to the counter and grabbed her purse to pull out her wallet.  Then she collected all the money she had and put it in a sugar box inside the shelf. 

"I trust you enough." Her words meant a lot. "Besides, once in a while Regina will check up on you two."

With that, Mary Margaret turned around and gave David a final nod, before both of them left the apartment to join their daughter in the car. As soon as Y/N closed the door behind them, everything went into an uncomfortable silence. There was no single sound instead of the unbearable striking of the clock hanging on the kitchen wall. 

"Great." Y/N moaned quietly. At least they could have told her who took Henry and for what possible reason. The adults would always seem to know better and in this case they decided it would be better to keep Felix and her out of this. Did they really want to leave her out of it, or was Y/N just not to be trusted? Felix would easily try to convince her about that. The former lost boy probably would not  care  at all. It was smart of Mary Margaret to hide some money for Y/N. The fridge was almost empty and she wondered how long they would be away and when she would need food. There was nothing good inside it, nothing appealing, so  Y/N closed the door and strutted back to her room. Dropping into the sheets, she grabbed the remote next to her pillow and turned on the TV. Henry had shown her how to use it real quick as he often joined the girl to play video games. All those years living here and using all these things caused him to always be smarter and it was the first thing Y/N noticed that Felix disliked about him. At the end, there were countless things the scarred up boy hated, but Henry was always the center of his anger. 

With the time passing by, the rumbling in the girl's stomach got louder until her tummy literally screamed for something to eat. Back in the kitchen, there was still nothing  appealing and with a quick glance to Felix's wooden door, she wondered if the former lost boy would like to eat something too. Each step further towards his room felt more heavy and Y/N's stomach turned inside out. The moment her knuckles knocked against the cool wood, she questioned why she even tried to be nice and get along with him. The floor was cold, maybe she should have put on some socks or turned on the heater. There was no sound on the other side of the wood and Y/N started to wonder if Felix was even home, when suddenly some heavy footsteps slowly strutted closer. Felix swayed the door wide open and rubbed his tired eyes, then rested his heavy head on the doorframe. He only wore some grey sweatpants, revealing his scars on his pale chest. The air around the girl thickened and her body heated up at the sight of his messy, sweaty morning hair. 

"Sorry." She mumbled and avoided looking at him. His presence alone caused shivers to run down her spine. "Did I wake you?"

"M-hm." Felix grumbled tiredly, fighting to keep his eyes open. Y/N's eyes wandered back to the open kitchen and its clock. It was four o'clock.

"Are you hungry?"

The tall boy remained silent for a moment, his dull eyes staring at the girl as if he did not understand the question, turned to look at his bed, then slightly nodded with his head as if it was the hardest thing to do.

"I could eat." He spoke with a deep, raspy voice, laying his focus back onto Y/N. Fuck, he sounded so hot, it caught her off guard and left her unable to speak for a glimpse moment. 

"I am ordering food." She said after a small moment. "What would you like?"

Felix pressed his brows together, then lifted one in confusion. "How does that work?" He asked and Y/N chuckled in amusement, feeling how her stiffened limbs relaxed. 

"You choose a restaurant and then decide what you want to eat." She explained and showed the blonde boy her phone. "They deliver it and you pay."' 

"Ah."

Y/N were not sure if Felix was not understanding it, or simply did not like it. He brought his hands up to his arms and rubbed the scarred skin, feeling how cold it was and finally bothered to put on a T-shirt. If Y/N were honest with herself, she liked Felix's exposed back. Muscles danced under tender flesh, as arms stretched upon the ceiling, forward and crooked together, pulling the cotton over his chest. Back on Neverland, Felix always seemed to be violent and rough, harsh to others and never in a good mood. There has not changed much, yet the dangerous, threatening touch was missing since he came to Storybrooke with Y/N. He was bent to new rules now. 

"Pizza." Felix said and stepped closer, closing the distance and bent down to take a glimpse of the menu. "Do they have some?"

Y/N's skin started to prickle when she felt his breath against her cheek and immediately froze in place. Why was he so close? 

"You know Pizza?" She asked unsure, still a little curious. Felix smirked and let out a husky chuckle. "Sure I do."

He walked past her into the kitchen, grabbed a glass of water, gulped it down, filled another one, gulped it down, but when he repeated that for a third time, the second in command could not finish it and disposed of the remains in the sink.  He turned around to check the time and widened his eyes as he realised how late it already was.

"The days are dark during winter." The boy mentioned with a side-along gaze, as if he knew that she might have criticised him for sleeping that long. Y/N did not know how to respond, but was confident enough to join the tall boy in the kitchen, pulling the chair back and taking a seat at the table. Both of them did not say a word and with each second passing in silence, she regretted sitting there with him even more. 

"Why did you run from me earlier?" The question caught her off guard, she needed a moment to think for the right answer. The girl tilted her head in Felix's direction, his eyebrows were lifted up in a questioning look and he leaned at the counter, waiting for the girl to open her mouth and speak.  He was just curious, not too gruff nor angry. 

"You scare me sometimes." Y/N admitted. "It's like being back in Neverland."

The former lost boy nodded disappointed and shifted his gaze out of the window to hide half of his features as if she would ever be able to read them.

"You really did not like the Island." The boy stated, receiving a light nod as an answer. "Was it so bad?"

"There were no toilets."

Felix could not help but chuckle, a warm genuine smile spread over his face and he nodded his head in agreement when he faced her again. 

"Toilets sure are great." He laughed. "Or warm running water."

Felix pushed himself away from the counter and slendered over to the girl, taking a seat on the chair in front of her. "It took me three days to find out how that works, by the way." He added after a small pause. Y/N could only shake her head in response and give him a brief smile. "Must have been cold."

The tall boy agreed in silence and crossed his arms in front of his chest, waiting for the food to arrive. He would disappear for a while to go to the bathroom, giving her some space to clear her mind. All she could think about was how beautiful the former second in command looked when he smiled, making her nervous the longer he stayed with her. For a moment, it seemed like he was another person when she was all alone with him. 

"Where are the others?" Felix asked when he returned from the bathroom, pulling the chair around to straddle it. 

"Someone took Henry." Y/N admitted low, not even wanting him to know that, well aware that he would only mock this situation, probably having expected such a thing sooner or later. 

"Hm.’' Felix let out an amused chuckle and gave her a winning smirk, one that said,"Told you so!"

"We're on our own for a while." The girl said, checking her phone for a message from the delivery guy. Not long. Almost here. How the time had passed by.

"I am  fucking happy they are gone." Felix snorted and rolled his eyes."They were such a pain in the ass."

At least they gave him a home and clothes, food and no worries about his current life. That was something and even though Y/N knew how beautiful the Island could be, the former lost boy had not been safe there. None of them were. How could he still be so blinded after all? Y/N wanted to respond but decided to keep her mouth shut. Right at that moment the doorbell rang. Shifting from her seat, Y/N strutted over to the door and opened it, waiting a few moments for the delivery guy to get up the stairs and hand her the Pizza. She pulled a twenty dollar bill out of her pocket and handed it over to the man before closing the door. The boxes felt hot on her cool hands and the smell of fat, cheese and pepperoni filled the room, making the girl realise how hungry she actually was. Felix's stomach started to rumble when she started to cut her Pizza, so she assumed he did not have any breakfast either. For a moment the girl really enjoyed the boy's company and hoped he would stay longer, but she was also sure that he would take his food and vanish as quickly as he used to do. Yet, Felix never ceased to amaze her. He waited in silence until she was done cutting, then he took the knife and in that moment her fingers touched his, she felt  a quick, electric sensation followed by butterflies rumbling in her stomach. Taking the Pizza, she quickly strutted into the direction of your room to hide her sudden joy, just to be stopped by Felix calling her name.

"Where are you going?"

"Into my room?" Y/N gave confused back ,wondering why he would want her to accompany him all of the sudden.

"Oh- I thought…" Felix sounded disappointed.

"Oh…" Her eyes widened and maybe she sounded a bit too harsh. "I thought you wouldn't want-"

"Nevermind." Felix barked harshly and swiftly vanished behind his own door, not even giving the girl a chance to say another word. Damn, this boy was so sensitive, his mood was constantly switching and Y/N wished to find out why he was always  so pessimistic about everything. Not now, she thought, not now. First she would eat, then she would take care of that matter. 

The boy let out an annoyed sight when he opened his door after Y/N knocked not long after she finished eating. Felix was eating the last slice of his pizza and held the empty box in his other hand.

"Why are you always coming to me?" He snarled.

"I just care about you! For god’s sake! You act so fucking mean since we came here and I wonder why." She raised her voice and knitted her eyebrows together in a serious manner

"Please don't do this." Felix moaned theoretically. "Please don't act as if you cared!"

Felix swiftly turned around and threw the empty box of Pizza aside. His fast movements caused her to flinch a little, but still she managed to remain calm.

"You don't care!" He snarled. "Nobody cares. Just leave me alone."

The tall boy did not need to turn around and give her a final glare, he made it clear that she was not wanted and no matter how much he needed her help, she respected his wishes. Y/N had really no thought to waste about him when she went straight into the bathroom to take a bath that might cool her nerves. That fucking audacity and this childish behaviour, as if Felix really meant what he was saying. They both knew he was not serious and that he was simply lying to himself about his emotions. There was no place for love in his heart after being manipulated by Pan for so long, nor  for friendship. Y/N did not care what the former second in command told himself about their friendship, it all has been a lie and a game for Pan, something to entertain him. It was worthless. His loss meant nothing, still Y/N cared how Felix felt about the betrayal of every former boy.

While she stripped off her clothes, the girl waited for the bathtub to be filled with hot water and bubbles, a metaphorical way to clean her thoughts when diving in. She should rather think about helping someone out and earn some money, so she could afford buying her own things. She splashed the water with her fingers and slowly sank deeper into the bathtub to enjoy the silence. The hot steam filled the room and when her thoughts drove off to something pleasantly, she almost forgot the time. Back in Neverland there was nothing to worry about time, the days were almost all the same and no one was there to rush someone. Things have barely changed in Storybrooke, since there was nothing to do for Y/N and the lanky lost boy, so they needed to find something to kill the time. 

It had been an eternity since the girl had taken a proper bath and maybe it was time to get out, but the hot water remained too tempting for her to step out. With a deep breath she closed her eyes and leaned back, as suddenly a door slammed shut, immediately telling her that Felix was leaving his room again. His slow footsteps definitely made their way towards the bathroom and Y/N realised that she did not lock the door. She did not really forget to lock the door, right? The girl could not recall it and to get out of the water, to check was too late, as she watched agonised how the door handle went down and the door swung wide open, causing her heart to skip a beat. The tall lost boy did not seem to notice her at first, but as soon as he entered the steamy room, Felix froze in place. His eyes widened and his face turned blank. For a long moment, they both stared at each other and Y/N felt relieved that she was at least covered by a thick foam of bubbles. 

"Fuck, sorry...I-" Felix stuttered through half open lips, as if the little sight of a girl's skin was enough to steal his voice. It gave Y/N her confidence back.

"I didn't mean to-" the boy still couldn't open his mouth while his gaze burned holes through her. It took him a moment, but suddenly Felix shook his head to ban whatever he was thinking about and shifted his eyes away, then turned on his heels to swiftly leave the bathroom. 

At least he could have closed the door, Y/N thought as she sunk deeper into the water in embarrassment. Fuck, how in the hell could she forget to close the door? At least he did not see anything, or did he? The whole situation left her frozen in place, unable to think clearly. Y/N did not even dare to step out of the water to close the door, so she just sat there, trying her best to calm down. After a while, the skin of her fingertips were already wrinkled up, leaving a rough touch on her softened skin and she finally thought about getting out of the bathtub. A long time  had passed, since Felix stepped into the bath and now the water was starting to get cold. The girl's eyes searched the room for a towel until she realised that she had washed them and now they hung in the living room. Fuck this shit.

"Felix!" She called him as loud as she could, but there was no answer. The boy did not respond until she called him again.

"What do you want?" His voice echoed through the hallway. She sounded unsure and intrigued. 

"I have a problem."

"Well now you have two." Felix yelled back.

Y/N frowned in confusion and lifted her head.

"How's that?"

"I ain't interested in your first problem."

She let out an annoyed sight and rolled with her eyes and brought her fingers to her forehead, running over her skin in a steady, relaxing movement. Why was he like that? Was it really necessary to always find a way for drama? 

"I don’t have a towel." She whined, hoping for him to bring her one. The grumpy boy did not respond again, an unbearable silence filling the apartment. Felix was there, the girl knew that he was. He had not shut his door yet, so he must be in the living room or kitchen where he would perfectly understand you.

"Felix…" She called him, already giving up that he would come and breaking her mind by finding a way to get past him. "Please."

A few seconds later she heard his footsteps come back again, the wood creaking under his weight and announcing the boy’s arrival. He did not even enter the room, instead Felix threw the towel through the open crack.

"I need to take a piss, so please hurry up!" He said rather cowardly before the footsteps led him away, then shutting the door shut. Y/N did not hesitate and got out of the water as quickly as she could, barely drying her skin before she sprinted into her own room before the former lost boy would cross her way again. 

Why did such things always happen to her? Could it not have been someone else to walk in like Emma or Mary? Of course not, destiny always found a way to punish the girl,- first Pan, now Felix. Nevertheless, the cold boy stayed inside her mind all the time. She dressed herself and got ready to snuck under the blankets. For a while she allowed herself to dream of him cuddling against her back, how his big body would feel like pressed against hers, or maybe even… on top  of her?

NO.

Fuck no, she was not having dirty daydreams of mister cold facade. There was nothing special about Felix, right? Eventually that long scar that ran over his jagged jawline and those blue, stabbing eyes fascinated her. Those  piercing eyes, that were sharp as daggers and intimidating as the gaze of a shark. There was definitely something mysterious about the former second in command, still, Y/N had told herself that she was done with adventures and risky decisions- Felix was definitely one of those,- that she could tell. He was hot, but also the biggest asshole she ever met. The former lost boy kept wandering through the apartment and distracting the girl's dreaming thoughts with each passing second. He would not leave her mind until she fell asleep.

(Next Chapter ->)