#pcterpan

[vintersang]

RANDOM CHARACTER ASSOCIATIONS

repost, don’t reblog!

animal - arctic fox

colour(s) - shades of purple and blue

month - december

song - writing on the wall (blackmore's night)

number - five

time of day - night

plant - purple heather

scent - old books

crystal - white opal

season - winter

place -  a forgotten library

astrological sign - capricorn

astrological house - tenth

astrological planet - saturn

element - water

musical genre - classical

TAGGED BY @historiavn (Thank you so much for my first tagged game, Callie! <3)

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[w4ntd]

♫ CURRENTLY PLAYING commitment issues by dempsey hope for @pcterpan

HE SHOULD KEEP WALKING. there’s a strange air around the other. it’s somewhat settling. even at his age eugene had gotten good at reading people and their intentions. but eugene can’t read the other. at all. he shouldn’t trust a stranger. he should know better than that. yet he still stops walking and tilts his head slightly. there’s a strange lightness in the other’s voice as he asks what he’s up to. but maybe eugene had spent too long around the dead he forgot what it was like to be around normal people. ❝ I’m caught up in something, ❞ he admits vaguely. ❝ my minds always running. what are you doing out on the streets this late? ❞ brown eyes narrow suspiciously.

[bornofthedawn]

@pcterpan ♥︎'d for a starter !

" oh, it's alright. " the little flower fae sighed, looking at him with a defeated look. " at least i'm not a flying talent, then i'd truly be ruined. " the saddened smile on her face was a clear indication of aurora trying to be lighthearted over what was truly the most devastating thing to happen to a fairy — the loss of her wings. she knew better then to get so close to skull rock, to get so close to the pirates; but more often then not, aurora never learned until it was too late.

[beelieves]

@pcterpan s.c

"Whoa......   a   flying   guy!"   brows   arched   in   surprise,   though   it   was   more   of   a   mild   shock.   Bee   had   long   since   become   accustomed   to   the   bizarre   things   that   seemed   to   happen   around   her.   This? 

 Oh,   just   another   Tuesday afternoon.   "it   must   be   nice   not   having   to   walk   or   run   anywhere   ....   ever."

[tinkerbcll]

@pcterpan said "no one touches what's mine."

peter was angry, just as she had hoped when she accepted terence’s proposal to dance. when terence’s hand had rested firmly on her bare lower back she was pleased with herself for choosing a backless gown. even more so when her gaze landed on peter for a brief moment, but long enough to clock the irritation on his face. it only fueled her to give terence her sweetest smile and flutter her eyelashes at him. of course it was unfair for terence, she was using him to get to peter, but she was exasperated trying to figure out what peter felt for her. her feelings had always been clear and as long as there was no one he wanted, she was okay with that love being unrequited. peter had never outright said his feelings towards her and she knew how he loved to play games, if he was leading her on just so she’d stay by his side she would make him suffer for it.

one dance had turned into two then three before tink finally flew back to peter’s side. the smile she still wore on her face fell slightly when she looked at peter and noticed the dark expression on his face. and although his expression along with his words sent a jolt of excitement through her, she didn’t want him to end up hurting terence. she feigned innocence, going as far as fluttering her pixie dust coated lashes at him now. “surely you don’t mean me. after all, i’m nothing but your fairy, isn’t that right? i don’t see why i wouldn’t be allowed to dance with others.”

[tinkerbcll]

💋💋💋💋💋

[mortvaryassist]

@pcterpan. sc. PETER.

❝ ----- what are you doing? ❞

[tinkerbcll]

❝ do you like it here? with me? ❞

tink sat at her vanity, brushing her hair while peter lounged on their bed. his question gave her pause, mainly because she found it to be a stupid question. in the mirror's reflection she captures his gaze and holds it. “peter, you know i hate when you ask dumb questions.” she didn’t know if he was teasing her or if he truly didn’t comprehend the enormity of her love for him. her heart only beats for him and every breath she takes is for him. he consumes her every waking thought and he has her pixie dust running through his very veins. putting the brush down, she turns in her chair to face him properly and holds his gaze, trying to decipher his reasoning for questioning. but it’s the expression he wears that tells her his question is very much a serious one.

when he doesn’t falter, her own expression softens as she sighs and gets up to join him on the bed. she positions them so peter is resting his head on her lap, her fingers quickly finding their way into his hair. “why would you ask me such a thing? there’s nowhere else i would rather be than with you, don’t you understand that by now? you could decide to go to a different universe and i’ll follow you there.” she leans down to kiss him and smiles softly, “you really are a silly ass, you know.”