Separated - Jefferson Madhatter/ Peter Pan (3/6)

~I have to repost this cause I accidentally deleted it.

Jefferson/Mad Hatter x daughter reader

Peter Pan x reader

Warnings:none

Word count: 787

Summary:Y/n’s now been in Neverland for awhile. She feels as if Peter is getting to know her (slowly, not in detail), but she still knows pretty much nothing about him.

Authors Note: kinda a getting to know eachother and breaking down walls chapter.

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“Thought I’d find you here.” Peter smiled, approaching his girl as he had started calling her that not long after she arrived in Neverland.

“Yeah, well. You seem to be getting to know me pretty well.” Y/n sighed stressed from all her thoughts. She ran her hands through her hair trying to calm her mind.

Y/n had been stuck in Neverland for what felt like months for her. But in reality it had been a few years. Time pases differently in Neverland. 

Peter and Y/n had grown rather close in the time that has passed. You could even say they had become a couple. Peter had grown very fond of the Y/h/c haired girl. Any illwilled plan he originally had for her had gone out the window in the matter of a week. Once he got to know her little. Peter didn’t have it in his heart to tell her how much time, how many years it had actually been since she had been on his Island.

Y/n loved Neverland, it was beautiful. A lovely place but it wasn’t home. It wasn’t with the people she loved. Yes, she had grown to like the lost boys, and she had- something with Peter going on. BUt it wasn’t the same. An recently she had really been missing her dad.

“Now why does it sound like thats one sided.” Peter asked moving closer to her.

“You know a lot about me, Peter. But I don’t really know anything about you now do I?” Y/n glared up at him from her spot seated against the large tree. It was true Peter knew so much about her, but she still didn’t know practically anyting about him. Not about Peters life before they met. And that was his fault.

Peter sighed softly. So he lowered himself down to sit on the forest floor next to her. “What do you want to know?”

Y/n smiled letting out an airy laugh. “Everything. Anything.” she shrugged

“Come here, Love. I wanna show you something.” Peter stood up and hold his hand out to her. Hoping she would trust him to show her something with little to go on. Y/n reached out after a moment, what did she have to lose. Peter smiled and grabbed her tightly around the waist and they flew off to where he planned to show her. Cheer her up an tell her more about him, wither one really. “This place has the best view on the entire Island.”

Once Y/n felt her feet on solid ground again, she looked around. He had taken her to the highest peak/mountain in all of Neverland. The one he showed her had a mini waterfall behind some vines.

“Its beautiful” Y/n smiled taking in the view

“I come here to think. Here and my tree.” Peter admitted. She wanted to know more about him, this was a start.

“I can see why.” Y/n smiled glancing back to him.

“So, what do you want to know?” Peter asked with his arms wide open. A symbol of him being willing to answer anything she wanted to know.

They sat there for hours talking. Peter let Y/n ask anything and everything she wanted to. Y/n learned a lot more about Peter, and Peter was happy to let her.

Peter smiled letting out a happy sigh. Peter lookedat his last girl and bit his lip before asking something he’s been wondering for a while. “You’ve seemed down. Whats wrong, Love?”

Y/n took a deep breath at the question, she looked down to her lap where both their hands were intertwined. “I just… miss someone.”

Peter untwined one of his hands and brushed her hair behind her ear. “Darling, who do you miss? If you don’t mind me asking?”

Y/n smiled sadly she just couldn’t mange to put a happy smile on at the topic. “My father.”

“Oh” Peter nodded in acknowledgment

“Y/n” she sighed, turning her attention back down to their hands. “It’s just, I miss him a lot and I don’t know where he ended up in the curse. If he knows me? If he even remembers me. Or does he miss me?”

Peter pulled her into his lap, so she could cuddle up into him for comfort. “Oh Love, I’m sure he misses you.”

“He can’t miss me if he doesn’t remember me.” She whispered under he breath. Peter caught it. He caught it and he heard her voice break towards the end of her statement.

Peter held his girl in his arms on his lap. He needed to think of a way to ease her obvious emotional pain.

Part 4

Hey guys! Long time no see Apologize for that. Well anyway I needed to share this because I’ve kind of been on a Peter Pan binge the last couple weeks.

But like. Guys. We have all these ferocious characters who fight back against Pan and make fun of him, but like…

WHY HAS NO ONE MOCKED HIM FOR PULLING A LORD OF THE FLIES?! LIKE COME ON IM NOT THE ONLY ONE WHO READ THAT IN HIGH SCHOOL!

Can you imagine how confused some of the boys would be as the OC just sits there and mocks them with that story??? How upset some of the ones who get the reference would be??

And like Pan could go either way. He could know about it because well for some reason that freak knows all, or he could have no clue???

Idk I just think it’d be the funniest thing in the world. Anyway no clue if anyone is even still around with this fandom or if I’m just sitting in the middle of a battlefield with ashes surrounding me. But if anyway feels like writing that and ends up doing it please tag me you would make my life.

Anyway! If anyone is still around hit me up! Would love to chat!

Request:  Hey how are ya?? May i request for a Peter Pan song imagine on “Jar of Hearts” by Christina Perri?? Thanks so much!!

Warnings: none

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It’s been years since you left Neverland. Since the time that Peter Pan decided to cast you out.

He decided to appear back recently. It was never a confrontation like you had expected, but simple glances of him in the corner of your eye. You never called him out for it, but continued living your life. You refused to take a step towards him once again, knowing for a fact that you would no longer linger upon what you had. You refused to focus on the ghost that was your past. He lost the love you gave to him, the one that meant the most to you.

At first, everything was hard. You could barely leave your bed. It felt as if every breath you took was harder than the last. Finally, you were slowly learning to live, even if it felt as if you were half alive.

The unfortunate thing is it seems as though you were finally getting things together, he wanted you back. It hurt knowing this. You wanted to keep living as you are, to keep building upon what you had created.

He wanted you? He wanted you back? You knew it was only for one more time, he missed having you for the simple game he played.

You weren’t the first, and unfortunately you wouldn’t be the last. You learned he brought many girls to the island, playing with them and pretending as if he loved them. It’s the reason you were casted out.

He was collecting a jar of hearts, a jar filled with the hearts that he broke.

You knew he was looking for you. The simple glances you had of him were simply ones he saw through a crystal glass. He’s been asking people about you, he has been trying to locate you. You were careful in every conversation, every purchase, in every action you took. You did not want him to find you. You refused to join his jar of hearts.

There was ice inside his soul, and that’s all he was made up of. You could feel it since day one, even during the time you were in denial.

You were finally starting to heal, it took so long for you to even feel alright. To feel as if life was worth living.

Every single promise he had made to you constantly flashed through your mind. Each one that was broken. You consistently wished you never went with the shadow, that you went to Neverland, that you could forget the first time that you kissed.

You know he is back, and he is back for you. Except this time he does not get you. A fire erupted within you, determination brewing. He does not get to get you back, and you will make sure he will never get you back.

I may be an adult by technical terms

And it seems I have my life together

I have a job

I go to college

I have a guy I’m with

But I miss you still

I wish I was with you

If  we were together

I’d be in bliss

My job lets me survive

College lets me succeed

He makes me happy

But you took me above and beyond

I wish I was with you

Living with no fear

Carefree and pure bliss

But it is gone

So are you

So I am left with what I create

All the while still dreaming of you

Let it go

You let me go

And now I have with you

Yet you returned asking me to come back

But I’ve made my life here

I improved cause I realized I had no choice

I become strong

I grew up

I’m an adult and yet you insist you can fix it

What if I don’t want it fixed?

You cut me deep

It took forever for me to heal

But it’s healed

Except the scar is still there

It still stings a little

A small reminder for why I moved on

I was forced to leave

But now it is my choice to stay here

I wish you the best

But please leave me be

Can you hear me when I cry at night?

Do you listen to the sound of despair that passes through my lips?

Do you see the tears that run down my face as fast as a rainfall?

I miss you

With every fiber of my being

And it pains me to say that

I hope you miss me

I like to think you miss me

I wish you miss me

Because hopefully someday you’ll return

Maybe someday you’ll come again to save me

As you did once before

You whisper sweet nothings into my ear all night long. When I awake you are gone. My bed ice cold as if no one was there at all. There is nothing but a lingering voice left in my head.

You promised me happiness, a place of joy and freedom. Every night you return and speak of all the things I desperately seek in an alluring voice. Your green eyes sparkling with danger and excitement. This should have frightened me, but all it did was give me a taste of freedom and a sense of adventure.

Yet I still wake up to the same cold bed, the loneliness lingering in my heart, and the knowledge that my life must go on

I do not know if you make things easier or worse. All I know is I am in pain of not being with you.

Love is a strength when they are with you by your side.

Love is a weakness that will destroy you from the inside when they are no longer there.

They tell me it’s all in my head. The memories I have, the tales I tell, the people I saw and the things I experienced. They tell me I’ve gone crazy. They say you’re a figment of my imagination that I made up to escape my problems. They say Neverland was a lie so I could leave life. They want to lock me up so I can “get help.”

They may be right about me wanting to leave.

But I know it’s all true. Every story, every laugh, every boy and pirate and Indian. The love I have for you.

Neverland is real.

I’m just too old to be there.

I feel as if I’m going through withdrawal. You left me and your love is gone. I can’t breathe and all I crave is you. My heart hurts and my chest constricts and all I can do is lay here, hoping I will become numb. I can’t sleep, I can’t eat, I can’t do anything since you left.

I never realized you were my drug and I was the addict.

Imagine #23: What is Left of Me is Nothing

Request: Hey!!! I’m here to do a request!! Can you do one where the reader is a sassy girl when she first got into neverland, but as time passes, Peter Pan’s cruel ways killed her spark. And when the reader made up her mind to start a rebellion, Peter told her that he loves her. I ran out of ideas here sorry, so maybe you can do your own ending? Thanks a lot, love your writing by the way! 

~Hey! So I didn’t necessarily do a rebellion type thing, but if you would like me to rewrite this request and aim it towards that instead let me know! Hope you enjoy it!

Warnings: Cursing, violence, suicide (please do not read this if it will trigger you)

“Congratulations,” you whispered out, your voice cracking as you choked back your sobs. “You’ve finally broken me. You have finally ripped me away from everything I love, broke my soul, and left me with absolutely nothing. You’ve succeeded in your mission.” You kept your gaze downward, the tears streamed down your face.

“Y/N I-” He started.

“No no no, NO! You don’t get to fucking speak! Just shut up!” you started screaming. You glared at him, your eyes showing the pain you felt inside. “You don’t get to say anything. Especially if it’s sorry. You’re a selfish prick. You are happy with everything you did. You and I both know who you are. You’re proud of what you did, and you’re definitely not sorry. Otherwise, you would have stopped and realized how CRUEL you were. You broke me, but don’t start feeding me bullshit.” He looked at you with concern, trying to figure out what you were going to do next. That’s why he looked at you in shock as you collapsed to the ground, sobbing as the tears poured. “Everything. It’s gone. You took me from my family, and you’ve proven to me that I’m nothing but a worthless girl. I’ll never see any of them again. Congrats Peter Pan, you’ve won.”

You felt him wrap his arms around you, “Y/N, I didn’t want it to end up like this. I just had to have you as mine.”

You ripped yourself out of his arms, “You wanted me to be yours? That’s what all this was about? Why- why did you have to break me?”

He let out a sigh, “I had to make sure that the only person you would ever need was me.” You looked at him in horror and started to crawl away from him. He grabbed your leg and pulled you back, you screamed and kicked but it didn’t work. “You’re mine! Stop fighting me! I love you!” There was the tone, the Peter you knew. You cried as he laid above you and felt his breath blow across your face. “Please,” he whispered, “Stop fighting me.”

You looked into his eyes, and you thought that maybe he did care for you. *You thought that once, look at where it got you.* You let out a sob as you whispered back, “I made that mistake once, Peter. I can’t do it again.” You went and head-butted him, making him collapse next to you in pain. You quickly got up and started running. *You know what you have to do.* You tried not to cry as you finally realized that this was it, this is the end. You heard him scream in anger, causing yourself to run faster.

You panted as you finally reached your destination. Standing on the ledge you gazed out to the miles of water in front of you. The crashing of the waves heard from below.  You heard him break through the tree line, your hair being blown back from the wind. “Y/N,” he spoke slowly, as if not to startle you, “Please, don’t do this. Just come back to camp and everything will be ok.”

You turned around and let out a humorless laugh, “It’s too late for that Peter, and you know it.” He started to inch slowly towards you, but you paid him no mind. Glancing behind you, you whispered, “It’s far too late.” With that you smiled at him and let yourself fall backward, closing your eyes you let yourself enjoy the feeling of the free fall.

Your body went into shock as you hit the water. The coldness surrounded you as you slowly sank to the bottom. You watched as the surface started to fade away, your air bubbles floating away from you. Your eyes started to close as the darkness surrounded you. This is the end.

Does anyone want me to write them anything? I’ve got a little time on my hands and I’d love to post something!

It feels hard to breathe without you here. My chest is tight and tears are flowing down my face. The stars that once comforted me now mock me, reminding me of what I lost.

Where have you gone?

Please believe me when I say I love you. I love you like the stars love the moon. I love you like the waves grace the ocean.

I can’t be with you though. I have to let you go. I hate to break your heart, but this is how it will be. We are two people who love one another but can never be together.

I hope you can forgive me. Because I forgive you.

For some reason late night drives remind me of you. Lost in thought, dreaming of adventures and bigger things. I remember your smile and how excited you got when we planned these things. When you and I would lay in a field gazing at the stars for hours. Why did this end? Why did you let me leave? Why did I let you go?

I used to dream of you every night

Each memory echoing in my mind

As fresh as the morning dew

Your smile shining bright

Your eyes glowing like the moon

But now I can’t seem to recall

The flow of your hair

The shape of your face

Or the feel of your hand

The echo is quieter now

Slowly fading out

And my heart will shatter

When it turns to silence