#pan angst

[bodytothefifthpower]

Gahhhh, so my friends told me last minute that they had a showcase today, so I was like alright well I’ll just throw on some sweats and not put on makeup or anything, it’s not like I’ll be seeing anyone I know. AND THEN THE PRETTY GIRL FROM LAST WEEKEND WAS THERE. 🤦🏼‍♀️ (She has a boyfriend though so tragically we are not meant to be. But still, I was just like, oh ffs! 😂)

[vegetadentata]

lololol what do i have to do to stop straight boys from hitting on me? avoid talking to them unless i absolutely need to? come out as bi/pan?? will being openly bi mean they’ll start asking me for threesomes with their girlfriends because i can’t handle one relationship right now why tf would i want to be the sidepiece to two people who probably don’t even understand bisexuality??? more importantly how do i read as not-hetero without falling into the cliches of butching up or wearing rainbow everything

ugh just ugh

[demonkxngpan]

Give me angst! *Dances between this and the meme you just sent and chooses this*

(I am thinking going rather AU here and maybe a bit of character divergence.)

Peter was lost and so very alone. The last think he remembered was casting the dark curse and then dying alongside his son, Rumple. Something told him that it had been more than a few simple days since his demise but he had no idea how long. It seemed they had found some way to stop or break his curse. He was glad that his curse hadn’t worked which was strange for him. However it pained him because it meant Felix had died for nothing. He wasn’t looking where he was going, too lost in mourning over his friend, and didn’t see the other person. They collided hard falling to the ground. He looked over to see Mina. “Oh great you.” He muttered.