playing nice. she supposes that’s how she got into this mess in the first. had she only PLAYED NICE –– had she only done what she was told and stayed home and watched her boys, he wouldn’t be inches away from her now like he is, making her skin crawl. wendy hears the small metal clink of the key and it makes her heart skip a beat or five. she needs to play nice. ( she tries to swallow the bitter taste of the thought that she isn’t such a nice girl to begin with. ) she takes a deep breath, looks at him with doe eyes, frightened & submissive. ❛ alright, peter, alright. i’ll be nice. ❜ she pauses. ❛ can you please tell me how to be nice ? ❜
he submerges himself in the gaze wendy gives him, feeding off the trepidation that has glued to her face. slender fingers hover over the lock, key pressing in but remaining unturned. ❛ playing nice requires you to do what you’re told. ❜ && his eyes drop back to the lock for a moment, teasing her with FREEDOM. (as free as one can get in neverland. ) ❛ the lost boys have some games in mind, dove. ❜ his lips separate to reveal white daggers of teeth, a treachorous smile rising before the lock is pulled off the wooden bars.
he cannot help it. Peter has a way of getting INTO his head and, at the gentle touch, he finds himself falling down the rabbit hole. eyes fall to half mast, head leaning back into the deft touch, needing ALL OF IT, needing m o r e …
“ Peter Pan NEVER fails. ”
words spoken with ABSOLUTE conviction.
&& the fingers that were once so pleasant in michael’s hair turned to daggers, pinching into his scalp && grasping around the strands of hair, yanking the boys head back. peter’s gaze finds michael’s, a devious smile crossing his lips ❛ i NEVER will. ❜
her bones ACHE ––– there is a pain swelling around her knees and it’s his fault. ( actually, it’s hers, but for now the blame may rest on his shoulders. ) the stench is something else altogether. when he comes to her with that wicked grin, her breath catches in her throat; so long on this island and yet his presence makes her throat raw and caked and desperate for air. for a moment, she is silent. until. ❛ how long are you going to keep me in this CONTRAPTION of yours ? ❜
he has to restrain a chuckle in his throat, the sight of her && the soft question peeping out from between the bars manifesting into a joke for him. his cheeks lift as a smile decides to cross his split lips ( the boys had been fighting again. ) peter lowers himself to her level, catching her gaze &&, had the bars not separated them, he might have DEVOURED her then. she radiates fear && desperation, && his fingers hover over the lock, key so light in his hands. ❛ if you play NICE, i may let you out, bird. ❜
he cannot help himself. Pan is EVERYTHING he has ever k n o w n, was the one who RAISED him ( at least, to his ADDLED MIND ) and he would follow him until the very end.
watching him move with such elegance and grace, he shrugged.
“ I…I don’t know. ”
pan can feel the confusion radiating off of the young boy before he rests his hand on michael’s head. it drags through his hair like a makeshift comb, gathering the other’s focus into his touch. ❛ you have been very USEFUL to me, michael. you have truly proven your worth as you’ve grown here. ❜ his voice seems to shiver down michael’s spine, mesmerizing && hypnotizing the child into belief.
‘ what’s wrong with being a girl ?? ‘she spits, eyes ablaze with a fire that oft got her in trouble as a child. head strong and opinionated, regina had been hard-pressed to follow the rules and that had inevitably led her to neverland – surely this place, an island where children never had to grow up, was better than anywhere near her mother. her nose scrunches in irritation as she faces the legendary pan with crossed arms and flushed cheeks, her glare something fierce. ‘ girls can do anything boys can do. ‘ ( x )
❛ i never said there was anything UNDESIRABLE about being a girl. ❜ the fire that crackles before him reflects in peter’s eyes, a hidden danger dancing in his lack of shadow. peter becomes raises a brow, as though her very presence introduced a new chapter to the neverending story. there’s a magic that flows within her, peaking pan’s interest but it’s uncontrolled && weak compared to his. his lips curls upward, revealing razor-edged teeth && he beckons her forward. ❛ i merely said that girls have NEVER come to neverland. most likely because they are more cared for in families. ❜
It’s almost too much, seeing him without any escapism. She’s no longer aloud refuge and she thinks that that is her greatest punishment. ❛ I remember ! ❜ there’s a moment of waver ; eyes flaunting mydriasis, poised as the perfect personification of unhinged. Again she speaks, previous words echoing, ❛ I remember. ❜
he becomes an itch she can’t scratch, tickling the back of her spine and poking at her vertebrae. it never leaves, && it never will. ❛ you certainly took your time. ❜ && he curls around her, a ghost of a presence breathing against her neck and brushing against her arms ❛ neverland was never a cage. it was your freedom. ❜
Michael blinked. he wasn’t sure he BELIEVED him, but Pan NEVER failed. or so the stories went. and by God, he WANTED to believe him. desperately so.
shaking his head, he frowned.
“ no. thank you. makes me feel all FUZZY, ”
his presence curls around michael, wrapping him in lies && corruption. he had to care for his pawns if they were to obey him. ❛ i understand, what would you like to do then ? ❜ && his form hovers over the fire for a moment before he takes a seat, eyes scanning over michael.
i do not own peter pan nor do i own robbie kay, jeremy sumpter, or disney’s version. this blog is purely for roleplaying purposes, nothing more nothing less.
out of character
rissa, 18 years old, she/her pronouns. currently a freshman film major
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rules
threads, I’m fairly selective so i do not post greeters and will only role-play with mutuals. as for exclusivity, i rarely am exclusive with one character because i think everyone role-plays differently so no need to worry about that.
inbox, i love asks and answering memes, drabbles and so on from my inbox. if you ever have a question, feel free to shoot me an ask through my inbox. also, if you feel compelled to turn an ask into a thread, i beg you to put it onto a text post and not continue it through reblogging the ask.
nsfw, peter pan is a violent character (except the disney version). so expect gore/violence/sexual tones.
ships, i honestly ship chemistry with peter but since he is a child, there is hardly anything of a sexual nature happening with him. however, i do ship darling pan most of all as well as tiger pan and peter with felix.
crossovers / ocs, i enjoy crossovers with fandoms i know about. i will most likely not roleplay with fandoms i know nothing about/fandoms i plan to get into, seeing as i do not want to be spoiled. oc’s i am very selective with. mostly because many original characters i tend to see are poorly developed. but if i’m inspired to write with an original character, i will be more than willing to plot something out.
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