#felixouat

[goldenxshine]

Peter Pan in modern world:

Y/N: Hey, can you log back into Netflix so we can watch something later?

Pan: Yeah, hold on

Y/N: Why is your password so long?

Pan: Well, It’s said that you need 5 characters and one capital…So I have Mickey, Minnie, Goofy, Donald, Cinderella and then New York

*Y/N is silent*

*Pan looks at Y/N*

Y/N: Oh, darling, that’s…that’s a really strong password

Pan: Yeah, yeah, can we just finish The crown?

[courageous-heart7]

[dallass-winston-blog]

anonymous asked: Could you do a OUAT Felix imagine where one day he gets hurt badly and so Pan sends you to help him and you've always been scared of him because you thought he hated you but when your there you comfort him because you see him in pain and he's really kind to you? Thanks!

“Y/N.” You turn around to come face to face with Peter. 

“Yeah?” You tilted your head, wondering why he used your name. He usually calls you love or lost girl. “What’s up?” 

“I need you to help, Felix got hurt. It’s pretty bad. One of the younger boys cut him with a sword and he has a huge gash on his side. You seem to be good at taking care of cuts and what not... I on the other hand, am not. So please go help him.” Peter pointed to the opposite side of the camp where Felix was sitting on the ground against the tree, you saw the blood staining his clothes from where you stood. 

“Oh, yeah um okay. I’ll get right on it, Peter” You nodded, you were the only one allowed to call him Peter. 

“Thanks love.” Peter smiled at you and walked off. You took a deep breath, truth is you were terrified of Felix. You two never really talked, and he always had this cold look on his face. Peter trusted him, which means he couldn’t be too bad but he still scared you. You got a bowl and filled it with water, and some bandages and headed towards where Felix sat. 

“Um, I’m here to uh.. help you.” Your voice was soft, as you were afraid to speak loudly in front of him. 

Felix looked up. “Yeah, thanks” He slightly winced and you saw the pain in his eyes. You knelt down next to him, and lifted his shirt. Your eyes widened. 

“Oh my god, Felix... this looks like it hurts.” You gasped out. 

Felix let out a light chuckle. “It does, alot. But I trust you’ll fix it.” You smiled a little and began to work on cleaning the blood up from around the cut, every time you touched him he would slightly flinch. 

“I’m sorry, I really am I don’t mean to hurt you I really don’t.” You were scared he would be mad at you. 

“Hey, no. Don’t be sorry, darling. It’s okay.” He looked at you with a soft smile, and he moved his hand a little causing you to flinch. “Y/N, I’m not going to hurt you. I promise. You really don’t have to be scared of me, I would never ever hurt you. Ever. The likeliness of me hurting you is very low. I like you. You’re a sweet girl.” He reached up to lightly move some hair out of your face. 

“I... oh. I just, I’m sorry Felix. I didn’t mean to make assumptions. I’m just so used to being hurt and-” Felix cut you off. 

“Really, princess. It’s alright. I understand.” He looked down at his side. “Wow, would you look at that. You did a pretty good job, Y/N” 

You blushed. “Oh, well... thank you.” You looked up at him, smiling. “I hope you feel better.” You started to get up when Felix grabs your hand. 

“Don’t go, I like talking to you.” He gently pulled you back down to sit next to him. “We never really talked before, I’d like to get to know you. I need a backstory to put with that pretty face of yours.” 

You blushed again, He thought you were pretty? “Oh, um well... what do you want to know?” You asked. 

“Everything.” He looked interested in finding out more about your life. 

“Okay well....” You two talked for hours, until it was late and Peter told you two to go to bed. 

“I’m glad I got to know you, princess.” Felix smiled at you and winked. “Now get some sleep, everyone needs their beauty sleep... eh, well except for you. Beauty seems to come naturally.” 

You laughed lightly. “You’re too sweet, goodnight Felix.” You turned around and went into your tent, laying down with a smile on your face. In a way, you were glad he had gotten hurt only because it brought you two closer and you couldn’t wait to see what happened next. 

[goldenxshine]

* Pan kidnapped Y/N, Hook’s daughter, and her dad finally found her*

Hook: Y/N, I’m so sorry-

Hook: H-How are you eating right now?

Y/N: He brought me food

Hook:

Y/N: *continues eating*

Hook: You were kidnapped and you’re okay with it because He BrOuGHt YOu FoOd?!

Y/N:

Y/N: I got kidnapped?

Hook: *sighs*

[goldenxshine]

Y/N: Keep your eyes closed, I have a surprise!

*Peter Pan with his eyes closed*

Peter Pan: Did you stop overthinking?

*Y/N quickly turns to face him*

Y/N: I said SURPISE not MIRACLE!

[goldenxshine]

what are pan and Felix’s opinions on an s/o with stretch marks?

I'm so sorry for my late response, I still don’t know many things about this app, anyway, here it is. Hope you like it <3

Peter Pan

• he first noticed them when you were lying side by side on his bed

• he didn’t know what it was on your skin

• and being very curious and wanting to know everything, he simply asked

• “What are these?”

• you froze

• you knew exactly what he was getting at, and it made you nervous

• you've learned to live with your stretch marks, but when the boy who's with you all the time asked you about it, it made you uncomfortable

• Is he disgusted by them?

• “Those are my stretch marks, Peter”

• he stayed silent and wanted to know more

• you sighed

• “They are type of scars that develop when the skin stretches or shrinks quickly”

• you were really nervous

• “Oh, I like them, they make you look even more sexier”

• kisses each of the scar when he has a chance

• calls them tiger stripes

Felix

• he wouldn't notice them until you pointed them out

• you've always felt insecure about them

• a lot of the girls in your life, before you became a Lost Girl didn't have to deal with that, and the guys didn't like it

• that's why you always preferred to avoid any activity that might show the world your stretch marks

• but Felix knows what it's like to feel insecure about scars

• he's got a big one over his face

• “You have nothing to be insecure about. I love every part of you”

• “It’s natural”

• every night he'll tell you how much he loves you and how you shouldn't worry about it until you start loving them yourself

[goldenxshine]

Peter Pan, this you?

LMAO

Peter Pan and his Pan flute

@nevereverlandboys

[goldenxshine]

Flowers

Summary:

Lately, Y/n's been finding flowers meant for her. Does the Lost Girl have a secret admirer?

Warning: fluff

Felix x reader

Author's note: Keep in mind that here Felix is inclined to love and is a little more emotionally open.

All the Lost ones have returned to the camp.

It was night, and no one was in the mood for a big event. A couple of boys sat down together by a smaller fire and talked, softly. One was talking, and sometimes the others mumbled something back.

It was a hunting day when everyone had to catch an animal. They had to get up early in the morning, when it was still dark and have food ready for the day, as they were not allowed to return.

The Lost girl hated this day. Her whole body ached and she could barely make it to her tent, which, with her luck, was at the very end of the camp.

She only caught two squirrels throughout the day, which is bad compared to the rest, when some dared to catch a deer.

She walked into her tent. It was organized and clean. After a whole day, she always wanted to go back to somewhere she could hide from all the boys. Sometimes they really acted like animals.

After a hard day, she went to shower. Peter was quite kind and provided Y/n with her own 'bathroom'. He was considerate and could understand that it was probably not very safe to bathe with the Lost ones.

Dressed in clean and comfortable clothing, Y/n walked over to her vanity table. She ran a hand through her hair, which was very tangled from the whole day.

She opened a wooden drawer, pulled out a comb, and began slowly combing her hair. This routine was her favorite part of the day. She could think in peace and look for unanswered questions in her thoughts.

Y/n saw something at the bottom of the reflection that certainly wasn't there in her tent early in the morning.

She quickly turned in the direction of the bedside table.

Alongside a bowl of fresh fruit and green tea-flavoured biscuits, in a hand-carved vase were Y/n's favorite flowers.

Blue roses.

They are very rare because they grow on the other side of the island in the middle of the Deep Forest, where no one dares go unless they want to die in a moment. There are many dangerous things out there.

It looked like someone had put them in here just before she came into the tent.

This wasn't the first time she'd found flowers someone had given her. It's been happening a lot lately.

Y/n wasn't used to it, she'd never received anything like it from anyone before but it always made her day.

But one thing bothered her.

She had no idea who gave her the flowers.

None of the Lost Boys ever seemed interested in her. She was treated more like a sister. She played dangerous games with them, sat around the fire with them in the evenings, where they told made-up stories or something that each of them had experienced.

At one time she thought it might be Peter, but his behavior toward her was merely as a commander to a subordinate.

That's why she put it out of her mind.

Gently, she leaned toward them, breathing in a wonderful scent with her eyes closed.

An energy filled her body. Her mind was suddenly flying in the clouds, and Y/n felt like she was in a wonderful dream.

**********

The next morning, at breakfast, Y/n wasn't concentrating much. Devin was telling her of a dream he had and she occasionally nodded that she was listening to him.

In fact, she wasn't because her head was full of thoughts.

"Hey! Are you even listening to me?"

Y/n quickly came back to reality. Her friend's face didn't look happy.

"Yes, of course."

He raised his left eyebrow at her efforts to convince him.

The Lost Boy knew, but he wanted to torment her a little.

She looked around as if begging one of the boys for help, but no one saw her. Everyone was busy eating.

He started laughing.

"It's okay!"

She's relieved he wasn't mad at her.

"No one here is a morning person."

"Yeah."

Y/n began tapping a beat of the tune she had just remembered, into the wooden table.

Devin joined her and began to complement the melody with musical embellishments.

After a while all the Lost Boys started to look at them badly as their patience began to run out.

When it was too much to bear. One of the elders, who was as red as a tomato at that moment, banged his fist on the table so hard that the bowls of food jumped.

"Stop it, both of you!"

With a startled expression, Y/n slowly put her hands on her lap from the table.

Everyone slowly started talking again, like nothing happened.

"Party pooper." Devin muttered under his breath. She couldn't help but chuckle, which he noticed and winked at her with a smile.

**********

After a full day of training, when Pan had made up his mind to torture everyone with archery, the day was finally over.

Just as Y/n was walking down the path that led to the camp, she saw a wreath of flowers laid right in front of her. Someone knew she was coming this way.

There was a small piece of old paper. She picked up the wreath from the ground, which she placed gently on her head and focused her attention on the yellow-colored paper.

How strange to dream of you,

even when I am wide awake.

It was written in such a light yet sharp font.

Her cheeks pinched gently, and her heart beat faster.

It was getting dark. It suddenly dawned on her that she should have been among the others by now.

Y/n quickly made it to the campsite where the party was taking place. She looked around. There was something going on all over the camp, some Lost Boys were fighting each other with a sword, some dancing and some talking.

What kind of saddened her was that she hadn't seen Felix all day. It didn't surprise her, he'd been busy for days. Either he was with Peter or he got some assignment that took him all day.

But he always came back before it got dark.

He never got too involved with the others, mostly sitting around the fire carving a knife and she could look at him without him catching her doing it.

Maybe it wasn't very polite, but Y/n didn't care, she was in Neverland, she could partially do whatever she wanted.

The Lost Girl didn't want to admit it, but she liked him. She liked the second in command who was pushing everyone away from him.

At one of the tents, Devin was in a fight with an old boy just like him. Thomas, had been here a long time, and he and Devin were inseparable. They were best friends, but they always fought each other during the celebrations.

To reach her friend, she had to push her way through a group of boys who had made a circle around them. One part chanted Thomas' name and the other part chanted Devin's name.

She finally made it to the middle.

Thomas was winning over him. It didn't take long for Devin to lose. He got up from the ground and shook hands with him as a token of friendship.

When all the Lost Ones scattered, he came to her

"You'll definitely beat him next time."

"We both know that's not true." He chuckled.

"Who knows."

There was a gentle pause.

"I'd like to ask you something"

He looked at her with curiosity.

"Yes?"

"Do you know where Felix is? I haven't seen him all day and it's already dark"

He was taken aback.

"Why are you so interested in him?"

That made her uneasy. Y/n was suddenly afraid to confide in her friend. He'd laugh at her. Or worse, he'd tell everyone.

"You know what? Forget I said that. If you need anything, I'll be in my tent."

She turned her back on him and started to walk away.

Panic shot through his body. He had to act. He couldn't let her go. Not now.

"Wait!"

She stopped in her stride and turned to face him.

He didn't know what to do.

"I want to show you my new bow, which I made"

She tilted her head.

"Yes, it's nice, but you've already shown it to me this morning."

His brain said only one thing.

I'm screwed.

"Yeah, but I still need to know from you how to make that painkiller that only you can make."

"Oh, If you want, I'll show you tomorrow."

Y/n started to leave again.

Devin ran after her.

"Don't you want to stay here with us?"

"Devin, I'm very tired."

She started rubbing her eyes.

He knew he was getting into a lot of trouble.

She quickly turned to him. He got scared and jumped.

"What's wrong?"

He looked her in the eyes. She probably thought he was crazy.

"Nothing."

Shaking her head at his manner, she quickly ran to her tent.

What awaited her inside she wouldn't have expected in her wildest dreams.

The tent was lit by candles, and on her bedside table was her favorite fresh fruit, which Felix had just laid there.

She stopped walking and stared at him in disbelief. He saw that he was no longer alone and quickly turned around.

There she stood.

And he didn't know how to feel. His cheeks flushed.

He wanted to say something. Somehow explain, but he couldn't find the right words.

"You?"

He lowered his head and avoided her eyes.

"Yes."

He said it so gently and fearfully because he was afraid of her reaction.

Y/n walked slowly towards him.

"I never thought you'd be interested."

The second in command dared to look at her. He was much taller than her, meeting her e/c eyes looking at him.

She slowly grabbed his hand and gently smiled at him.

"You know, you could have told me."

He was so nervous.

"I was scared."

She gently squeezed his hand and turned his head towards her with her palm.

Y/n took a deep breath.

"If it makes you feel any better, I have those feelings for you too"

She said it out loud, now there was no turning back.

Felix's grey eyes lit up and there was a big smile on his face.

He put her hand to his mouth and gently kissed it and his eyes were focused only on her.

Butterflies flew in her belly and she felt like she was on fire.

Neither of them wanted this moment to end.

He spread his arms and hugged her. This was the first time he had ever done such a physical thing.

But they both felt happy and loved at the moment.

And that's all they need in their lives.

Each other.