Apr 4, 2015
sirius and james degrading peter???? no??????? please stop???????????
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sirius and james degrading peter???? no??????? please stop???????????
okay but if you don't think the marauders choreographed eleaborate dance routines to abba songs you are so so so wrong my friend
askingoriginalpuckerman said: Gross. Plus annoying.
askingoriginalpuckerman replied to your post:What is your bra size?
I got so many questions about your boobs and stuff ;)
I've seen some of them. I wonder why. It's so stupid.
[slumps down on his favourite armchair in the Slytherin Common Room; his face twisted into a scowl]
Like I Never Left || William and Peter
Peter's eyes scanned the familiar roofs. He didn't know what he was doing, why he was going back to him. It's not like there hasn't been others since William. But none of them fit quite as right as Will did. He missed the boy, he wanted him back in Neverland. But he didn't know how much time has passed since William was at Neverland. He could have forgotten all about Peter, and grown up. He shook the thoughts out of his head and landed on the roof. Peter swung gracefully through the window and looked around the room. His eyes fell on William and his face fell. "You've grown up on me," he mumbled quietly.
Without You I'm a Lost Boy || Peter Pan AU
The boy soared over the streets of London, a cheeky grin on his face. He loved it at Neverland of course, but he loved a new adventure even more. London was so different from his home, where adults were everywhere and kids just sat back and did nothing. It was strange, something he couldn't understand. That's why he was exploring. Because he was Peter Pan and he had to know everything, or else he wasn't fit to be the King of Neverland. And none of his lost boys were fit to be the king. So he was taking a night off from pirates and mermaids and indians to explore buildings and windows and giant clocks that could never fit in an alligator. He remembered the clock's name was Ben or Greg, but why someone would name a clock he didn't know.
Peter flew lower so he was about roof level with the houses. Suddenly he summersaulted and landed on the roof quietly. He began hopping from roof to roof looking for someone to bother. He stepped outside a window and looked in. It was a plain room, with a windowsill and only one small bed. He noticed a boy inside, with a mop of curly hair and bright green eyes, something about him captured Peter's flighty attention. he silently stepped into the room and plopped down on the window seat. "Hello," he chirped with a bright grin. Now that he was closer he could tell the boy was older than he thought, almost a grown up. He looked to be about the same age Peter will forever be. "Who're you?"