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dreamingwendy is off to Neverland
Tension could be felt in the air as soon as Tinkerbell's dark blue eyes locked with Wendy's brown. Perhaps, it was just the pixie's lingering resentment for the girl, or maybe it was a mutual disliking; the reason was unclear. Though, one thing was unmistakable: these girls were not friends. "Bird," she hissed, tiny hands balling into fists. "Why are you here?"
Inbox. “BABE” and I’ll answer (IC)
We kissed by accident: [] continue kissing [] smile [] awkward [] walk away [] be like wtf [] kiss you back If you hugged me: [] hug you back [] let you [] hug you heaps more [] push you away Would I date you? [] yes [] no [] maybe [] probably [] already have You should: [] text me [] get in my bed now [] talk to me more [] come see me [] leave me alone!
originallostboy is off to Neverland
“Tink?” His heart pounced into his throat at the sound of her name. She was exactly the same, though a few feet taller. Where had she been? Peter could hardly remember why they had parted. All he knew was that it had been too long, and he missed his best friend. Quickly, he pulled her into a hug, holding her tightly.
“No, nonono, absolutely not. Tink, where’ve you been?” Peter would’ve waited until she had calmed down to ask questions, but he needed to know. Too much time had past and his memory was weak. “I missed you too. I missed you so much.”
The joy she felt in her heart was all consuming and overwhelming. It filled her with so much happiness that it literally burst out of her in the form of her relentless tears and and choked backed sobs. This was a moment she had dreamed about and hoped for for the past twenty-eight years, and now it was finally here. She'd found him — Peter, her Peter, and she was never, ever letting him get rid of her again. Never. Not even if he told her he'd never forgive her.
Her thin, pale arms wrapped around her beloved lost boy, holding him tightly to her body as she cried out her glee. For a while, she couldn't even manage a word, far too caught up in her emotions to speak Though, after a few minutes, she finally pulled away from him with a sniffle, wiping at her tear stained cheeks and getting a handle on herself. Her eyes met his and the corners of her lips turned up into sad smile a smile. "Hook," she said, offering no more than the name.
originallostboy is off to Neverland
When her eyes met his from across the park, it felt like time stood still for a moment. Everything — the birds in the sky, the children playing on the jungle gym, the bees buzzing around the flowers — it was like it all stopped and waited, just for them. Even though he was different now, all grown up, she knew it was him. She'd know Peter anywhere. He could be a withered old man and she'd still be able to recognize that mischevious smirk and those playful eyes. She'd never mistake anyone else for him. "Peter," she said the name that she lovingly repeated so often in her mind, tears starting to spill from her eyes. "Peter, it's been too long. I've missed you." "A-are you still mad at me?"
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Pixies and Pirates | cpt-killianjones
The trees were a fairy's best friend strategically; this was something Tinkerbell had learned at quite a young age. When being attacked by birds of pray and various other animals, the high balconies of the forest offered safety and shelter, as well serving as an excellent vantage point. Now that her wings were gone, having vanished upon her arrival in this strange, magicless land, the little pixie had started to rely on this knowledge more than ever. Her little make shift home, a surprisingly sturdy tree house built from wood found around town, was situated in the tallest pine tree could she find, deep, deep in the forest. It was far from the prying eyes of joggers, hikers, and other civilians, located in a rather secluded area quite a ways off from the main trail.
Over all, it was the perfect place for a pixie like her to make camp. It offered her all the comforts of the hollow — a lovely view, fresh air, the singing of birds in the mornings — as well as the safety and seclusion of traditional hideout. Even better, the the animals often took this path to the river, giving her more than enough food to hunt. Even with her terrible spear throwing skills, Tinkerbell usually managed to make a kill with relative ease, seeing as at least four to five deer crossed her path on a daily basis. Not to mention the rabbit traps down on the ground and the salmon that were starting to swim upstream.
Really, her little sky high safe haven was a paradise. Or, it would be if it had indoor plumbing and a heater, but she could live without for a while. Right now, she was more concerned with the possibility of being found than by the things she did not have. Though, as the days passed by, her fear of being found by the dread Captain started to wane. Now, after a little over a week, she wondered if her captor even searched for her. Perhaps, he'd lost interest in the little pixie after all these years. Maybe she really was free, once and for all.. The black hearted pirate had held her prisoner for far too long. For all she knew, he'd seen the error of his ways and decided to let her slip through his finger tips. Maybe the nightmare was finally over.
The thought was an exciting one, to say the least, and as each day passed she believed it more and more. She even became less cautious, daring to venture out into town and meet the townspeople, as well as not take every step necessary to hide her trail. Surely, Hook was done with her by now, she told herself every time she got that nagging feeling that she was being foolish. He must've had better things to do in this land than to search for a feisty little pixie, especially with his revenge nearly in his grasp. She was nothing - just a useless, wingless fairy with no dust.
A soft sigh escaped her full, red lips, her expression worrisome as she stared up at the clear blue skies from the forest floor. It seemed that even now, when she was trying her absolute best, she could not get that monster out of her head, even if it was to tell herself that he wasn't coming for her. "Jeez, Tink, the damn cod fish has gotten into your head. Stop worrying about it," she reassured herself, her spoken voice more confident than the one in her mind. "You'd just be a waste of time, anyways. You're safe."
truebigbadwolf is off to Neverland
Tinkerbell sat perched upon the local playground's jungle gym, enjoying the wind blowing in her face and the feeling of being up high again. It had been too long since she'd taken to the air — well over twenty years, she figured. Oh, if only she still had her wings. She would love nothing more than to shoot right into that beautiful, big blue sky above her, just like she used to back in Neverland. Though, that was impossible now. Her wings were gone as so was her fairy dust. She would never fly again.. A soft sigh escaped her lips and she leaned back, supporting herself on the palms of her hands so she wouldn't fall back. "The second star to the right shines with a light that's rare, and if it's Neverland you need, It's light will lead you there," she sang the familiar melody in a soft, sweet voice, one more than fitting to her name. Then, she heard the crackling of leaves.
."Who's there?!" She shouted out, panic suddenly filling her as her eyes scanned the area. "Show yourself!"
"This world is different than Neverland and The Enchanted Forest, he's going to have difficulty simply killing you. I'd talk to the Sheriff, she may be able to help you." Jackson said. He had heard of Hook, and had seen the Disney movie, though Jack doubted that was how Neverland and it's inhabitants really were. "You will not die, I promise."
Tinkerbell sniffled, wiping at her eyes some more. "I don't know what a sheriff is.." She bite her bottom lip, her gaze meeting his, though she could hardly see him through her tears. "Don't make promises you can't keep, Jack. It just makes it hurt worse when the inevitably break."
thejohnsonclan is off to Neverland
Robbie looked at the unfamiliar female, then to Tom. Tom, smiled. “Sure, what do you want to know?” He asked in response, openly. Beth looked at the girl, unable to know what to say. Robbie smiled warmly at the stranger. “Yeah sure..” He agreed, adding his input to the whole conversation.
The blonde cocked her head to the side curiousley, her dark blue eyes flickering between the three. "What do you people want?"
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"Slow down. Who is going to kill you?" He felt bad for her, he really did, but if he knew anyway back home, he would have told a few people. He wasn't sure yet if he wanted to go back home himself. He had nothing to go back to and more reasons to stay here.
Her thin, tiny body started to tremble, shaking out of control. The tears were coming fast and hard now, practically pouring down her cheeks. "Hook! Captain Hook! He's going to kill me, or he's going to do some other horrible thing." She choked back a sob, bring her hands to her eyes to try to wipe away the salt water. "I never should've escaped the ship. Now I'm going to die!"
frankensteinscreation is off to Neverland
Tinkerbell lay on the floor of the hospice center, her arms wrapped around her tiny, shivering form as she attempted to keep herself warm, the bathrobe she'd stolen from Hook doing little to keep her safe from the terrible cold. Though, it was better in here than outside, that was for sure. She'd been lucky to stumble upon this place in her confusion, really. If she hadn't, she'd still be out in the icy wind, hardly dressed, hungry, and just waiting like a sitting duck for that bastard to come for her. At least now that she was here, she was safe from freezing to death, and Hook's prying eyes might not find her in this seemingly abandoned building. That was certainly something she could be thankful for. For now, at least, she was protected. Or, so she thought.. As the little blonde woman closed her eyes and headed off towards dreamland, she was unaware of the monster lurking in the shadows and the danger she was in, nor did she know of the bodies that filled this place. She hadn't any idea that this wretched hospice was not her safe haven, but her nightmare. It was practically a death sentence.
Jackson raised an eyebrow, she was from Neverland. He knew a bit about that land, mostly just rumors and he had no way of sorting the true and the false. "A lot of people want to find a way back home, so far no one has found a way. You might want to consider settling down, you'll be here for a while."
"I can't!" She shouted out, panic completely overwhelming her. She felt tears well up in her eyes. No. She was stuck here and there was nothing she could do about it. "If I do he'll find me! He'll come after me and he'll put me back! No, no, worse than that — this land took my wings, I can't make any more fairy dust! He has no use for my anymore. He'll kill me. He'll kill me!" It felt like her heart was going to explode out of her chest it was beating so quickly. What would she do? How would she survive? Surely, Hook would come looking, and when he did she'd be powerless. She was a dead woman walking, and she knew it."Please," she heaved, taking a step towards Jack, the tears falling heavily down her cheeks, "There has to be a way home."
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