Spirited Away by Michal Teliga
The Jolly Roger
Centuries of waiting is over as the heart of the truest believer is finally in Pan’s clutches. Wendy struggles between doing what she knows is right and the need to protect those she loves at any cost. As Peter faces the beginning of the end he must choose between the island he has to save and the…
baelfire + sword
look who’s here. Is this the end of hiatus ? Who knows ? I don’t have that much time right now, but inspiration happened, and this really, really, really weird piece is a result of that.
(darling pan forever and ever and ever <3)
Shadows settle on the place, that you left (x)
It all comes down to this, really.
Leave me at the altar Knowing all the things you just escaped (x)
The stone wall of the cave is cold, and shivers crawl down her spine as she presses her back against it, palms sticking to the icy dampness. Her breath comes in short little gasps, muffled by the bite of her teeth into her bottom lip – she closes her eyes, trying to slow the wild beat of her heart. Her legs tremble from fear and exhaustion – she’s been running for what seems like hours, and the cave provides little more than a temporary shelter.
Prompt from Beth: peter and wendy try to keep their relationship secret (secret codeword for ‘lets go make out’ and stuff) but while they think they’re being sneaky it’s pretty super obvious to everyone else
Slight NSFW stuff oops
Tink’s garage isn’t the most romantic of places for a hookup, but they make do. It’s not like they can go anywhere else, especially since there’s currently a party raging inside the house itself. This of course means that most, if not all, of the rooms are probably already occupied with couples also having ‘meetings’ of their own. The regular guests are restricted from entering the garage, and it is far from prying eyes, which is perfect given that they don’t want to be found. No one knows about them, not yet, and they want it to continue that way for some time. They both want to hoard this undeniable spark between them, and keep it belonging to them and only to them for now.
Tink and Peter’s very first meeting. This can be read as a standalone fic but it fits in with my A Very Sweet Subject ’verse. Kinda fluffy.
Second to the right and straight on till morning.
Realms don’t have addresses that you can put on a letter and post, though she was not to know that they did have doors and some even had letter boxes but Green was young and unwise to the worlds. Fairies could travel from one world to the next as easily as a person stepping from one room to another. They could slip sideways along shadows, delve into flowers and sink down plug holes into strange and often terrible realms but stars were their preferred method of travel.
I hope you all like it :3