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buckyalpine · 8 months

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Buttercup

Bucky x Reader

Childhood friends to lovers. Thought of this randomly and I thought it was so cute because imagine chubby baby Bucky in love with his cute little neighbor. Imagine this little boy with his messy mop of brown hair on his head, rosy cheeks, blushing over his friend who he adores so much. He toddles over to her porch, excited over the very important game of hide and seek they had planned for the day.

Y/n, y/l/n, or Buttercup according to him is his favorite person in the whole world besides Stevie. He loves Steve, he knows he does, but Buttercup is different. He gets these little butterflies in that chubby belly of his whenever they play together. He's usually a rambunctious devil but not at all with her. If she wants a tea party, he'll sit with her on her yard with a picnic mat spread out, always sneaking a few cookies from the jar for them to share.

She really likes the swing that hangs on the branch of the tree in front of his house. He'll push her with all his might till she squeals with laughter; a big toothy grin on his face when she says faster Bucky. When she trips over and scrapes her knee, he's dashing to his house to find a band aid, blowing on the cut just like his ma does when he hurts himself, he's so careful with his shaky little hands.

"Tank you Bucky" You say between a sniffle, kissing his cheek without thinking, the both of you innocently blinking at each other before running off and playing again. All Bucky knows is that he wants Buttercup by his side for his whole entire life.

So imagine his joy when he finds out its a possibility.

He's in his nicest buttoned shirt, tucked into his dress pants and polished shoes, hair combed over to the side. He kicks his legs while sitting with his mother, father and sisters, watching one of their family friends recite their vows at the altar. Winnifred already had to place her hand on his leg twice to keep him still, warning him that he had to behave at weddings since it was an important day.

"Why are they getting married?" He asks, wondering what the big deal was if they were in church on a Saturday.

"Because they care about each other Jamie, they'll be happy together forever" She whispers, pulling her squirmy little one onto her lap so he can see better.

“Can me and y/n get married mama?” He asks with large innocent eyes, hopeful she’ll say yes.

“You wanna marry y/n, huh?” She coos, brushing back the strands of soft hair that cover his forehead. “Y’know you’ll have to take care of her baby”

“I know” He nods with confidence, of course he'd always take care of his Buttercup.

“And you’ll have to work real hard" Again he nods, just waiting for her to say yes, maybe he can get married tomorrow! "You gotta love her with all your heart"

"I do mama, I do!"

"Then one day baby boy, one day you can marry her"

"But I wanna marry her now!" Bucky doesn't understand what the issue was, he knew he loved his Buttercup right then and there, why did he have to wait?

"Just wait a little while okay? My sweet little boy" Winifred laughed at her baby's fallen face, kissing his flushed cheek. "Before you know it, it'll be your turn"

Patience wasn't Bucky's strong suit but if it meant he'd be with you, he'd wait as long as he had to. He sat on the soft grass with you under the shade of a tree, sipping on a cup of lemonade your mom had brought out for you both.

“I wanna marry you” he pouts, "But mama says I have to wait and dad said I gotta ask p'mission first"

"Then we can be best f'wends forever?" You ask excitedly and he grins in response.

"F'wends forever"

"You promise?"

"I promise"

Now I thought about stopping this fic here but....

Some may have thought that eventually his puppy love lose its fire but no. His crush doesn't ever die down. Not when he nicks a flower from his mothers prized garden when you turn 5. Not when he gives you his favorite brown bear for Christmas. Not when he saves up all his allowance to buy you your first porcelain doll for your 10th birthday. It just grows and grow until he stands before you, wiping the tear that slips down your cheek when he comes to say good bye before going off to the army.

“One day m’gonna marry you doll" He whispers, doing his best to blink back his own tears while you sniffle against his chest.

"You promise?" You ask him with the same innocent doe eyes you had when you were little,

"I promise" He hugs you tighter, not wanting to let you go, the both of you spending the afternoon under the same shady tree. His mothers ring is kept safely in a box, tucked away in his room. He'd spoken to your father in private as soon as you'd both turned 18, not wanting to waste a second. All he had to do was return, safe and sound to his Buttercup.

Bucky goes through hell, sees the worst things imaginable, some days he struggles to keep his eyes open, cuts and wounds littering his battered body. However, when he closes his eyes and thinks about her smile, the way he'd get butterflies when she giggles, he knows he has to survive and come home. It doesn't matter how hard it is to keep going now because one day it'll all be worth it.

Which is why he practically runs home once the war is over, zipping in and out of his house and up to the porch next door, panting with flushed cheeks. He hears shuffling on the other side, his heart beating erratically while clutching onto the ring, the knob clicking open.

"Buttercup?"

"Jamie!" You gasp, tears running down your face in no time as you throw your arms around him, your feet lifting off the ground as he spins you. "You're back!"

"I promised you doll" He presses his forehead against yours before sinking down on one knee, smiling up at you while you choke back a sob, his hand holding onto yours.

"Buttercup, will you-

"Yes, Jamie yes!!" You nod frantically, while he happily slips the ring onto your finger before kissing you deeply, only pulling away to breathe. He doesn't give you long, pulling you back for more, his tongue laced with yours, unbothered that you're both on the porch, most of the neighbor watching quietly with steamy eyes.

Honestly, imagine how emotional everyone would be seeing the handsome soldier with his beautiful sweet bride up at the altar, going rom little babies to children to two souls that were meant to be together from the start. So cute.

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bellarkeselection · 9 months

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Don’t You Have Anything Better To Do

Wattpad request mackleann Rip and reader get married and they get teased by the bunkhouse guys

Rip and I stood underneath the Yellowstone barn door where he had his hands on my waist with my arms around his neck while we shared our first kiss as husband and wife. Breaking the kiss I tilted my head towards the bunkhouse hearing the bunkhouse roaring with laughter. “What do you think those boys are doing at four in the morning?”

“Nothing good I imagine. This is when they act like dumbasses. Let’s go investigate.” He nodded looping his arm through mine while we walked towards the bunkhouse.

Opening the door we walked in on the cowboys and Jamie drinking and spinning on a baseball bat. Colby stopped spinning before he ran jumping away from the rope but Jake wrapped the rope around his foot making him land on the floor. “Don’t you boys need to be sleeping?” I put my hands on my hip eyeing the group.

“There’s the newlywed Wheelers. Care for a beer Y/n Wheeler?” Ryan raises up his beer reaching into the fridge holding one out for me.

Rip tilted his head at his offer when Jimmy asked. “Wait what time is it?”

“Jimmy it’s four in the fucking morning. Now what are you dumb asses doing?” My husband asked when I removed my arm from his taking the beer from Ryan and doing almost half of it.

Jake eyed me swinging the rope in my direction. “So are we expecting a mini Rip in the future?”

“Oh I don’t know about that. My daddy would be happy to have more grand babies I know that for a fact.” Shrugging my shoulders I noticed the x mark on the floor, kicking it with the tip of my boot. “What exactly were y’all doing with this?”

“Ya stand on the x and spin around three times. Then run and we try and rope your ass down on the ground. Do you want to give it a go?” Walker suggested nudging me as he walked past me to get another beer.

Rip crossed his arms over his chest sending me a light concerned look that only I would see in his brown eyes. “Even though she’d kick all your asses. I don’t think Y/n has to prove anything to you.”

“Fine let’s change the subject then. Do you ride her like a bull?” Ryan teased Rip where I swore he might get into a fight with him over it.

Rip stomped up until I got in between the pair trying to ignore the fact that they were asking about our romantic envolvment before we had been married. “You want me to prove something fine I will. Just warning ya my sister says she’s a beer. Well I’m a buffalo.”

“Woah I think we found out who the real boss is behind closed doors.” Colby smirked leaning back in one of the chairs at the round table.

Downing the rest of my beer I threw it on the ground taking the bat calling out to Rip. “Rip, let’s prove them wrong right. I bet that I can do this hood and you can rope me with your eyes closed.”

“Y/n, let’s not entertain the idiots.” Rip shook his head no not wanting me to get hurt.

Lloyd sat his hat down on the table. “That’s something I’d rather like to see.”

“Look we can either watch you herd her like cattle or we can talk about you sleeping with her.” Jake shrugs handing my husband the rope moving out of the way.

Rip moved his gaze back toward his wife seeing her give him those puppy dog eyes that he could never say no too. He walked forward over to his bosses daughter who was now his wife tuckings hair behind her ear. “Fine but if you get hurt I’m making them go to clean the barn after this from top to bottom.”

“I’ll be fine, baby…Ryan hold this.” Removing my light brown hat from my head tossing it at his face he almost dropped it onto the floor and fell out of his chair.

Placing my hands around the handle of the baseball bat I did three spins before I drew my head up and started running in the opposite direction of my husband. Rip followed the rules and shut his eyes slowly swinging the rope around giving me time to get some distance away from me. He then throws the rope and it tightened around my waist yet instead of getting thrown to the ground I squealed when he spun me back into his arms. “Woah hey there cowboy.”

“What do you say we leave these boys and finish this night alone together.” Rip smiled down at me with him holding me against his chest but he had me dipped down to the floor slightly.

Gripping the fabric of his black jacket I whispered up at him pouring my heart into his deep brown eyes. “Hmm some beer and time with you is the best ending to this night I could ask for.”

Rip and I started learning forward about to kiss until Jimmy asked nervously. “Are you two going to kiss…do we need to like give you the room or something?”

“Don’t you have anything better to do!” Rip growled tugging me up to stand on my feet laying my head on his chest.

Lloyd put his hands behind his head smiling. “Not at the moment boss.”

“Hey let’s go. I’ll take that.” Leading Rip by the hand that was intertwined with mine I reached over snatching my hat back from Ryan’s hands. Placing it on my head we exited the bunkhouse hearing the boys making kissing sounds when we shut the door in their faces.

Rip finally kisses me on the lips again when I pressed my body against his, gripping his shoulders underneath my fingertips. “I think it’s time we go to bed, Mrs. Wheeler.”

“You were right that they are dumb asses. But I am tired now so let’s go to sleep, Mr. Wheeler.” Sending him a grin I squeezed his hand in mine with us walking back to the house that my father has given him.

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vole-mon-amour · 1 year

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3x09, part 5.

Crying.

IDK but something about Brendan shipping Roy and Jamie and calling them 'the best couple' in an interview all while playing Beard like THAT? It brings character and makes me feel things. He's such a proud inclusive dad. I love this show so much & I'm not ready for this to be the last season ;_;

Also, from an interview with Hannah and Juno, for s2, when Juno said that Jason texted her and told her that he "had something very important/personal' to him and that he'd love for Juno to take a look at it. I can't get over Jason's personality, at least what he seems to be, especially comparing to his ex that cheated on him & the things she herself creates. The differences between them and how it shows!

I think we are absolutely blessed with this show. I love it, despite any possible hiccups. I just love it.

"Captain, count us off."

The look Ted and Jamie share. <3 When is Ted adopting Jamie? Bc Jamie looking up to him like that, definitely a good friend and a father figure. Can't stop thinking about "Way to make that extra pass" and their entire storyline. Also, the fact that the cast said that Phil has puppy eyes and that if anyone is able to convince the writers of something, it's probably Phil. There's so much going on here. Also, Ted being proud of Jamie's "the sky is your limit", for letting Sam do it. I— Do you feel me? Do you???

The best show ever. Crying happy tears. I'm not sure, but it does feel like that moment Phil talked about, "not only the characters, but also the actors feeling ..." I forgot the word he used, sensitive? Vulnerable? But yeah. The feeling of sharing something big together. This love.

I see what they did there & I'll gladly allow it. Colin gets it. When is it going to be revealed (again and louder) that Jamie is bi? Wheeennnn???

Also, Trent's book is gonna be AMAZING. I'd read that.

Colin telling Jamie that he loves him "so much" :')))))) The fact that these two are friends in the show AND irl. I love seeing it.

I need gifs of this wonderful boy.

The real stars of this show.

Almost there, Nathan. Can't wait for this storyline with Rupert to end. Nathan really should have gone with the guys when offered or just go hangout with Jade.

I ship them, your honor. The idea of Trent pining, and pining, and getting to spend so much time with Ted without saying anything more than platonic. *sigh* Yeah, this does things to me. I hope that book is worth it.

#natiswatching #ted lasso #brendan hunt #jason sudeikis #jamie tartt #colin hughes #ted x trent #trent crimm

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deadroads · 11 months

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hello dash today i bring u a delightful jamie tartt nsfw headcanon…heavy on the implied royjamie…i’ve seen a decent handful of fic and an assortment of hcs ab jamie being a pain puppy/masochist sub but i am going to be so real with all of u…with all of those daddy issues and that very interesting momma’s boy complex jamie has going on i find it very unlikely that he’s super into pain and degradation.

don’t get me wrong like, i’m sure if the setting is right and he’s with a partner he trusts wholeheartedly (roy……) he could be into a bit of punishment play. like he’s such a fucking brat i’m sure he loves having his ass spanked cherry red. w that being said? baby has the biggest praise kink known to man, i fear. he loves being treated like a fucking princess in bed, being taken care of and just absolutely lavished with affection. he’s also such a people pleaser, when he’s not being an obnoxious brat i just knowww he’s doing anything and everything to please his partner (re: giving roy mad brain LMAO)

#controversial opinion mayhaps idk…#royjamie #roy x jamie #jamie tartt #usfw text #usfw #chlo can't stop / talk tag

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octopi-wall-street · 1 year

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some various rambles from the boston jangle ball!

the show started w/ deck the halls of northville high which they called a villain song (which felt like a diss @ robert lmao)

in twisted clark took the "i only wanted a coat made out of puppies!" line and it was great

there was a whole bit about aj upstaging people to do gilderoy

another bit, or could've been a well-improvised technical difficulty, before queen b where they like restarted it and joked about time travel. also the dancing here was SO GOOD

after each of the first few songs they did like a fakeout "that's our show goodnight"

JANAYA DID STUTTER. IT WAS THE GREATEST THING I HAVE EVER SEEN AND HEARD.

they wrote these little holiday lyrics to status quo it was cute

there was a "capitalism medley" because "the real villain is capitalism" (mood) iirc it had cup of roasted coffee, golden rule reprise, and the wiggly jingle. wasn't part of the medley but corey also did our doors are open

despite being a villain themed act i they didn't do rogues are we/rogues medley??? there was no hmb rep at all unfortunately, same with tto (and mamd but that's predictable)

vhs christmas carol was very much in concert form, they weren't really playing characters a ton or in costumes. james did have the shutter shades for christmas present which was great

the "not in character" part was most evident with dylan-- despite being scrooge he was clearly having the time of his life onstage the entire time and cheering on everyone else it was so wholesome

everyone came out to do the christmas electricity dance

joey carried bholden in on piggyback to play tiny tim

jamie played turkey boy and had the most delightful accent

brerideth played the couple in christmas future and shared a kiss it was so cute

joey and dylan had a little handshake they tried to do in the finale but they messed it up lol

the entire atmosphere was so much fun!! everyone on and offstage was having a great time, i mentioned in another post but people were literally singing along to the intermission playlist it was just really good vibes. as someone who has been to very few concerts, and never been to one alone, it was an awesome experience

#starkid #team starkid #jangle ball tour

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siriusblack-the-third · 1 year

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Boredom, Flustration and Love Confessions part 3

Part 1 | part 2 | Part 4

Sirius hasn't had this much fun in his entire life.

Really, if he knew getting a tongue piercing would mess with his Jamie as much as it did, he would have done it way back in fifth year. Watching him squirm is just too hilarious.

And cute as fuck.

He grins at last night's memory of James stomping into their dorm with the most adorable flaming red blush painted over his cheeks and the tip of his nose, only to freeze at the sight of Sirius, twist on his heel and stomp back out, blushing even darker.

To think all he had been doing was lounging in his bed with a book.

"You're going to give him an aneurysm," Remus mutters next to him, sounding for all the world like he is weary of Sirius, but Sirius knows better; Remus is enjoying this just as much as he is.

"Shut up, Moons," he says airily, and watches James appear at the doors to the Great Hall. His eyes follow the other boy as he strides towards Lily and dramatically plops himself down between her and Marlene, making her roll her eyes with a grin on her face even as she pops a treacle tart into her mouth.

James is wearing flared jeans and an oversized powder blue sweater whose sleeves reach all the way to his fingertips, and Sirius is pleased to see the pearl earrings he gave him for Gudi Padwa earlier this year. His hair is extra messy today, and the bold line of kajal can be seen clearly even from across the room. Sirius isn't close enough to see his eyes, but he knows that the kajal brings out the green and gold specks in the brown.

James has the most ridiculously pretty eyes, Sirius thinks, all large and almond shaped and Bambi-like. One would think Sirius, being the dog animagus, would have the puppy eyes. Yes well, his puppy eyes haven't got shit on James' doe eyes. Which is even more ridiculous when you consider that James is tall and has toned, lean muscles from hours of throwing Quaffles around.

Someone that hot shouldn't have the ability to be so cute. It's just not done.

Remus sighs in exasperation and shuts his Defence textbook with a snap to give Sirius an annoyed look that both of them know is an act.

"Both of you," he announces with the most exaggerated air of importance like he is the second coming of Myrddin, "are ridiculous as fuck. Ask him out already, shit's sake!"

Sirius snickers. "But this is so much more fun, Moony," he drawls, and the other boy gives him a flat, unimpressed glare. Okay, that one is real.

Sirius sighs and rolls his eyes. "Alright, look, how about this? When we go down to Hogsmeade today, you get Pete, Lily and Marls to clear off. Je vais lui demander."

Remus gives him a long glance, then nods briskly. "Will do, Pads."

"Thanks Remi, you're a darling."

"Save your flirting for Prongs."

When Sirius bounds down the stairs three at a time come ten o'clock, James is waiting for him with a small grin, fingers playing with his sweater paws and a dark blue knit scarf around his neck. He is alone. Sirius grins back and shoves one hand into his pockets while holding the other out for James to take.

"The others left early," James says as he slides his warm hand into Sirius', and Sirius notes with delight the light pink dusting itself over James' cheeks. "Lily dragged Remus, Marlene went with that Ravenclaw girl— Vera? Yeah Vera. Pete said he wanted a little time alone without our chaos."

Sirius chuckles and slides their palms so they can intertwine their fingers, and takes a great amount of pleasure in the way James ducks his head down shyly, lips pulling into a small grin.

"I'm starting to think Peter doesn't like us anymore," he jokes as they start making their way towards the front doors of the castle. James snorts and laughs, and it is the most gorgeous thing Sirius has ever seen; his pretty eyes crinkle at the corners and his plump lips pull back to show sparkling white teeth, and he steps closer to Sirius to playfully knock their shoulders together.

"Careful, there," James says with a lopsided grin, "that might just come true."

Sirius laughs, then winks at Filch when they pass him. James buries his head into Sirius' shoulder to muffle his giggle when the old caretaker glares at them, and Sirius feels like he is on a cloud. James' hand is warm and slightly sweaty, a stark contrast against the November chill that has settled over the castle and it's surroundings, and he looks so cozy when he pulls up the scarf to cover his mouth and nose that Sirius can't help it.

He leans down to press a kiss to James' forehead.

Immediately, deep pink blooms in a band across his cheekbones, and he blinks at Sirius with slight confusion.

Sirius winks. "You just look too cute, mon beau," he says in way of explanation, and James grins under that scarf; Sirius can tell because he knows James the way he knows his own palm, because he knows James better than he knows himself.

"On y va," he says, not giving him a chance to reply before he is tugging on their joined hands, "We'll go to Tomes And Scrolls, and you can buy books."

James, giant bookworm that he is, lights up like a lumos maxima and suddenly Sirius is the one being dragged down the little cobblestone path.

Sirius grins at the back of his head and he knows full well that he looks besotted as all hell, but cannot bring himself to care.

It's James.

He can't help being besotted.

They arrive at Tomes And Scrolls before Sirius realises it, and James lets go of his hand to bound excitedly over to the Arithmancy section, a bright smile on his face when he pushes the scarf down.

"Si, look," he gasps, pulling out thick, large textbooks and bound research papers like they weigh nothing, "they have works by Charuta Deokar!"

Sirius leans his shoulder against the shelf frame and stares at the gleam in his hazel eyes with a helpless heart and a soft smile; Gods, what he wouldn't do to keep that sort of look on James' face for all their lives.

He just looks so happy, like Sirius has just handed him the one thing he desires most in his life.

Sirius snorts.

They are in a book store. Sirius has done exactly that.

He does not say a single word; he simply follows James around as the other boy pulls out book after book and piles them into Sirius' arms, chattering a mile a minute with a blinding smile on his face with his hands flying everywhere. He holds the books, answers when he is asked a question, points out more books when he thinks James will like them, and most importantly, he doesn't take his eyes off of James' handsome face.

I am so fucking smitten, he thinks.

When James is done, it's nearly two o clock, and they have been in the bookstore for almost three hours.

"Sorry," James tries to say when Sirius' stomach gives a particularly loud gurgle, but he cuts him off with a fond shake of his head.

"Nope," he says. "I had fun. We should do this more often."

Funny thing is, he means it. He may not love reading as much as James does, but he does enjoy it, and he can never be tired of looking at his face. Never.

James gives him a skeptical look, and he grins. "I mean it, mon beau," he winks, "you look way too adorable when you talk about books, and I got to stare at your pretty face for three hours while you got to pick out books. Win-win, I say."

And that red flush is back. James averts his gaze to the side with a small smile on his face, and Sirius feels a smile of his own pull at his lips. His arms are aching from holding heavy books and he is starving for a good meal, but he thinks– no, he knows– that that smile is absolutely worth it.

They drop a dozen books onto the counter, and Sirius glares at James when tries to pay. "Jamie, put away the card," he complains. "I brought you to the shop, I pay."

"But—"

"No buts, ands or ifs," he cuts in, but James gives him a stubborn look.

"They're my books," he points out with a raised eyebrow.

Sirius nods in agreement. "And I brought you here. Shut up and put your card away, petite biche."

Little doe.

That nickname always works, and it doesn't disappoint this time. James flushes dark red and reluctantly slips the crystal Gringotts card back into his wallet with a small pout, and glares at Sirius when he grins triumphantly and hands his own card over to the cashier, who is smiling at them like she knows they're on a date.

The total amount racks up to 72 galleons, and they walk out of the shop with three bags on one of Sirius' arms, and James gripping his other arm and the handle of the fourth bag with a glare on his face that both of them know is fake.

The bright red cheeks kind of give him away. And the slight pleased upturn to the corner of his lips.

Sirius gives him a smug grin, and James sighs in exasperation.

"Let's just go," he mutters.

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alexandersimpleton · 9 months

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Together

AlexanderSimpleton

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Freddy comfort fic because he needs one

Gwen shot up in her bed.

She was awake. She was actually awake!

She looked around to see who woke her up, but nobody was there. She was alone in her room. And bleeding. Crap. That was a lot of blood.

She looked around her, and saw the thorns she had just emerged from, along with some very panicked birds flying around her.

She figured she should go outside. Her family would probably have bandages. And, after she got healed up, she could make things up with Frederick. She might've not had.. the most healthy relationship before, but it could get better. Unless Frederick was pretending the whole time like Lance said...

Whatever! She'd burn that bridge when she got to it! Now was the time to make sure she didn't die!

Gwen pulled her legs close to her chest so as to minimize the damage, and slowly moved them towards the floor. She told up, and she ran out the door.

As she emerged, there was the real world equivalent of a record brake.

The girl looked around. There were Maria and Lorena tied up, Leland and his eldest two sons, the CPC, Frederick huddled up in a carriage that had been run through the wall, many, many soldiers, Jamie, and Leopold, all that appear to have been fighting each other, but were now staring directly at Gwen.

They kind of just looked at each other flabbergasted for a moment, before Maria, Jamie and Lorena all ran up to Gwen, getting in a group hug and crying in relief

"GWEEEEEEEEN WE MISSED YOU" they all screamed in unison. You'd think they were being dramatic, but that's just how Gwen's siblings cried.

Gwen smiled in relief to finally have her siblings back. She missed them.

And then she looked back at the crowd.

Everyone else was just standing there, awkwardly staring at each other. That was, except Frederick, who was still staring at Gwen. His eyes were practically shining with shock and relief, and literally shining with tears. But they felt like they were missing something else. Something she couldn't quite place.

After a while, the siblings broke off their hug, which Gwen hadn't even realized her sisters had been tied up for the duration of. They also saw the extreme awkwardness of the scene, and Lorena snorted.

"Uhmmmmm..." Leland broke the silence. Gwen's siblings glared at him.

"H-hey. What did Leland do to you?"

The pastel siblings slowly turned to look at Gwen like she had just thrown a puppy in the ocean.

"Hehe. You missed a lot." Frederick said from the carriage. Lorena, Maria and Jamie all turned their heads to glare at the boy harder than they were glaring at Leland. He shrunk back almost immediately.

But, When he said it, Gwen noticed something about his tone. He looked worn. His laughed was wet, like he had been crying. His eyes looked empty, like all that hopeful light had been ripped out of him. And he looked like he would really benefit from some hot coco and a warm blanket. But, the CPC would have taken care of that. She saw how they reacted when Frederick called her ugly. Surely they would have helped, at least a little bit. Right?

One of Leland's guards grabbed the girl's wrist while she wasn't paying attention. It was immediately smacked by a broom from Curtis.

"Gwen!" Prez called out. "Get in the carriage!"

"Huh!?" She responded "I don't know what's going on, but I wasn't to help!"

"You're helping by being in the carriage." Frederick weakly cried out. She could barely hear him. "Unless you have some hidden fighting talent we don't know about, staying on the battle field would pose more risk to your safety that it would actual help. If you stay somewhere safe, nobody has to go out of their way to protect you. That's why I'm here."

Frederick's argument seemingly convinced Gwen, and she begrudgingly moved to the carriage.

As she got in the front, next to Frederick, he curled up a little. Gwen was about to ask why, when she heard him muttering frantic apologies under his breath.

"I'msorryI'msorryI'msorryI'msorry" he said over and over.

Gwen reached over and touched his arm lightly.

Frederick flinched violently and scooted away.

"I'm sorry Gwen! I didn't think you'd hear, and I was really frustrated, and I didn't think you'd be hurt that much! I was just an idiot! A stupid.. an idiotic loser!

The way he said the loser felt like it had more weight to it than other things he said. The way he looked away from her seemed familiar. While she was gone...

"Did someone.. say something to you?" Gwen asked, a slight bit of horror in her voice.

Frederick's eyes widened. Bingo.

"I- uh-"

Gwen held his hand. "You can tell me. Just if you want though."

Frederick hesitated. "After we got home, after that gala, father was.. mad, to say the least. I don't know what he did to Blaine and Lance, but the first thing he did was grab my wrist and carry me down some secret passageway into..." Frederick flinched a slight bit, and Gwen squeezed his hand harder. "Into.." his voice was barely legible over the righting outside. "A dungeon. He just tossed me in. For what it think was around half a month. It was hard to tell. The only real light I got was a skylight at the very top. And I couldn't ask anyone, because nobody ever came to visit."

Gwen has a question, and she wasn't sure she wanted the answer to. "If nobody came to your dungeon, than how did you get food or water?"

Frederick tensed up, and he clutched the bottom of his seat with his hand. "I.. let's just say there are less rats in that dungeon now..." The boy looked away, and giggled a little, as if he really didn't want to say that.

Gwen took notice now, that he looked a bit smaller, his skin was incredibly pale.

"Have you caught anything Frederick!? Rats carry tons of diseases! Should we take you to the doctor!?"

"Eh!" Frederick's eyes shot open in alarm. "I don't think so, but I probably should go to a doctor now that I think about it.." the boy gave her that awkward chuckle again. Like he'd rather be litterally ANYWHERE else.

"But anyways!" The boy interrupted himself. "Father and Blaine and Lance finally came! I was so relieved to see them! I thought that they'd finally let me out. But.. they just told me that.. everything had been a lie..."

"What!?" Gwen didn't know this! There had to have been something there with her sisters!

"They said that it had all only been for power, and that father had some kind of plan that wasn't worth telling me."

That wasn't worth telling me part struck Gwen the wrong way.

"Of course. I didn't think that was possible. I saw them. Blaine was talking about how he loved Maria. And at the very least, I thought Lance loved Lorena. He was practically swooning over her, both at you castle, and at home." Frederick smiled, refecting back on the memories of watching his brother hug the flowers Lorena had grown for him. But his smile dropped as fast as it had come. "I- tried to say it, but Blaine- Blaine said.."

Gwen waited patiently for Frederick to get it out.

"I... Still remember it. Word for word. 'Shut up Frederick! How do you know what was real or not? You think I wanted to waste all my time pretending to like you? That was the hardest part of this whole act! Holding your hand though ever stupid step.." Frederick began looking past her, his worn eyes shining once again. Not like the sun that they shined like when he talked about his favorite stories though. More like a wilted flower with glossy varnish painted on top. "..saving you from constantly sabotaging everything.." they shone not like the oceans they shined like when he was baking with her, but like a long dean fish, with the sunlight on it's scales. "..and propping you up with baseless confidence, so you felt like a true plaid prince.. did you actually think we felt that way about you?" They shone, not like freshly fallen snow, but of a snowman about to melt into the grass, the sun's rays reflecting off it. "Of course not, Frederick. You're a Loser. And if there's one good things that came out of the disaster you caused, it's that there's no question left who belongs at the top and who should stay on the very bottom." His eyes shone with tears.

Gwen squeezed his hand, and he snapped back to reality.

"O- Oh! Uhm.. They said something about soldiers being here, and they left. I managed to get out with Laverne's help, and we made it to the CPC to warn them. When I got there, I was hoping that maybe they'd be there, when nobody else was. That maybe they'd, I don't know, give me a hug, and reassure me, like it seems like they did with you. But.. they kind of just ignored me." Frederick looked back and saw that Gwen had an oddly.. offended look on her face? Frederick didn't understand why. "I tried to warn them, but nobody really listened. I tried to tell them what happened, too. Two of them were talking to me when I told them. I think their names were.. Syrah and Monika. I hope I'm getting that right. I told them what my brothers said."

Frederick paused for a moment. "They said that it was ridiculous."

Gwen clutched her nightgown hard, paying no mind to the thorns still stuck on it.

"They said that they knew he liked me, and that I was probably just misinterpreting what they said. They didn't even care to ask... I had thought that maybe, this wasn't okay. Maybe love was happier than I thought it was. Maybe love could be like when I'm around you, or around Whitney. Maybe my family were just jerks. They never really liked me, after all. But, now that the CPC said it... They helped you so much. They know about this stuff, they know about all this self worth stuff that I've never been taught. So, now that the CPC says I'm being dramatic... Well, that hope is dead now. I've finally come to terms with the fact that I'm an insignificant, worthless, meaningless, idiotic loser-"

Gwen hugged Frederick. She hugged him as hard as she could. She squeezed him until her arms were going to give out.

The tears started flowing before Frederick could even process what was going on. He wrapped his arms back around Gwen, reciprocating the tightness of the hug. He cried into the top of her head. She smelled like pastries.

They stayed like that for a while, just hugging, until Frederick broke it up. As he did, Gwen said something to him. "You are not a loser, Frederick." She said it with conviction, a certainty that he hadn't seen out of her before.

Frederick nodded, and gave a small smile. It exposed a bit of his teeth, which were still bloody from... Oh God.

The weight of what had really happened to him sank in for Gwen at just that moment.

"Can I... Tell the club?"

"But I already told the club."

"Well I don't think it sank in for them." Gwen said through gritted teeth. She seemed angry. Was Frederick doing something wrong?

"Sorry." He said on impulse.

"No! You didn't do anything wrong. I'm angry at the CPC, not you."

Frederick nodded again.

"Can I tell them?"

"What?"

"Can I tell them... what happened?"

After a little bit of hesitation, Frederick said yes.

Gwen looked out over the crowd, only to realize that fighting was begining to come to a halt. Oddly, Blaine and Lance had joined the CPC's side. They watched a little longer, and eventually, Leland's forces got ran out. Blaine and Lance had a good hug and a cry, while Gwen walked towards the CPC looking very peeved.

As she left, Frederick noticed something where she was sitting. Was that a bloodstain!?

"Were you bleeding that whole time!?" Frederick exclaimed in surprise. The club looked over to Gwen, only to realize that she was, indeed, bleeding.

The club and Gwen's family fretted over her (now scabbed over) cuts, but Gwen still had the CPC to confront. They came to a compromise where Gwen would confront them while they made sure she didn't die.

Eventually, Gwen and Prez came back to the carriage. Frederick was about to ask how it went, when Prez picked him up and hugged him tightly. The hug was rather short though, as she place him back on the seat.

Gwen recognized the expression she had as the lecture face, but before she could start, another girl, Abbi, dragged Blaine and Lance over by their arms. They looked like they very much did NOT want to be there, but not in the way Frederick thought they would. They didn't look like they didn't care. They looked like they really cared. Frederick figured that was what he looked like when his and Gwen's conversation started.

The boys looked at Frederick, like he was going to explode in their faces. Neither of them would have blamed him. But, that explosion never came. He just looked away.

Somehow that made them feel worse.

Eventually, the two broke the silence. They both said "I'm sorry" at the same time, seemingly on accident. They also both bowed, down on one knee. Frederick felt like he was on a throne, looking down on them like this.

In the plaid royal family, a bow like that was an admission of wrongness or guilt. It was essentially saying "I was wrong, you were right", or "I screwed up, please forgive me".

"What I said... It was horrible. I thought it would keep you safe from father but.. clearly it didn't. It just made everything worse."

Lance nodded in agreement. He didn't actually have anything direct to apologize for, but that doesn't change that he was a jerk to Frederick.

"And, not only that. How I treated you before that as well."

Frederick looked up in surprise. Blaine hadn't done anything to him.

"I frankly treated you like garbage. Judging by your expression, not even you realized how cruel I really was. I always disregarded you, and disrespected you. I always found a way to make the conversation about me, and I berated you, and heck, I even beat you on occasion! I really thought that was okay. I thought that I was the center of the universe, and that I was the only one who mattered. It was shameful really. But seeing all this... Seeing how these princesses love each other so much, seeing the CPC supporting each other, and seeing the horrible things that father- no, Leland was doing, and seeing how much I hurt you.. I'm sorry. I'm really, really sorry. I'd understand if you never wanted to see me again."

Frederick smiled. He felt bad for it, of course. Blaine was being so vulnerable in front of him and he was smiling. But, he just felt so.. validated. Knowing now that he wasn't being dramatic, that there was a reason that he was feeling the things he did.. it felt so satisfying, like a weight being lifted off his chest.

Blaine waited for a response. He didn't know how Frederick would react.

Frederick.. honestly didn't know. He loved his brother, and it seemed clear he was trying to change, but he was just.. so exhausted right now.

Prez saw his conflicted look, and she walked closer. Frederick quietly told her about his conflicted feelings, and she suggested something. The conversation was so quiet that nobody else could hear. Frederick nodded. Prez nodded back.

Frederick told the boy "Maybe.. we should stay away from each other. Only for a little while, like a month, or maybe even a week. I want you around Blaine, but I just need to e to.. process this, I guess?"

Blaine nodded. "Thank you. For being so forgiving, I mean. I really do hope I can get better about my treatment of you. You deserve a good brother." Blaine walked, a small smile on his face. Frederick saw him walking back to Whitney. He supposed he shouldn't be that surprised. When Frederick thought about it, he figured they'd get along. Lance was about to walk away with his brother when he gave Frederick a tight hug.

Lance whispered in his ear "I saw your little 'conversation' with Gwen earlier. Don't expect to be free of torment next month." Frederick let out a sound of surprise, and blushed. "But seriously. I'm really happy that you're happy with her. I am so glad you found some people who love you like you deserve little bro."

Before Frederick could respond, Lance put him back down, and he moved on with his brother.

It was getting really late. Frederick figured he should probably resolve things with Gwen's siblings while he was here. He walked up to the girls + Jamie, who all glared, but softer.

Maria rushed up to him "Look, we saw all of that, and it's clear you love her now, but what you did was very, very bad, and if you ever do it again than-" she made a hissing sound with her teeth, while dragging the nail of her thumb across her neck.

Frederick got the message.

The boy walked back to the center of the castle, meeting both of his brothers.

That was when the two older ones realized.

They should have thought this through.

"Do we.. have to go back there?" Blaine took a step back as he said it, and Lance jolted up in surprised fear, like he'd just realized.

All three boys started internally panicking.

That was, until one more person walked into the room. Her name was Isolde.

"Mother!?" All three plaid princes called out at once. She had come with several guards.

"Isolde?" Jamie walked up to her. "You said you had something else to get done. Is it done now?"

Isolde nodded

"What was it?" Jamie asked

"I staged a revolution." Isolde responded, casually

So casual in fact, that it took most everyone in the room a couple seconds to register her words.

They seeming all voiced them at the same time though.

"What!? How!?"

"Well, I had this little project going for a while. We figured either he'd win, and come in from outside the kingdom with less troops, and cargo that he has to keep from running away, or he could lose and come back with very minimal troops. Either way, we could use the home turf advantage and Leland's army's weakened state to take them off guard, so we defeated them, and I'm currently the solo queen. Any questions?"

Lance, along with many others, didn't comprehend a single word of that.

Blaine unconsciously muttered "So that's where Frederick get's his leader skills from."

He did ask an actual question though.

"Uhm... What.. happened to fath- Leland?"

"Oh, he's in prison."

"Mother ex machina" Frederick muttered under his breath.

Both brothers looked at him.

Frederick blushed furiously. Normally he doesn't just spout book references like that! What was wrong with him today!

"So, it seems you boys have finally switched sides?" Isolde asked

Blaine and Lance nodded

"I was always on this side." Frederick said.

"Good." Their mother told them. "I did not want to lock my own son's in prison."

"But, now that he's gone, do you boys want to come back with me?" Isolde asked. Blaine and Lance nodded instantaneously. Frederick was more iffy.

"Them and Frederick have got something worked out." Prez said

Blaine nodded. "Our relationship,even before this wasn't very good, so we've agreed to not see each other for around a month. Just so that we each have time to rest."

Isolde listened carefully.

"But then where would you live Frederick?" The woman asked.

Like, half of the CPC that had come possessively clinged onto Frederick.

"With the Cursed Princess Club? I understand"

The entire club looked surprised.

"What, you think I didn't figure out your club by now? I just didn't care to say anything." The woman turned away "But if you ever do anything like when you met him to my son again, I will personally see to it that your club is disbanded."

The entire club nodded. Or well, the half of the club that was clinging to Frederick. The other half was gone. Where did they go?

Isolde and her eldest sons left, each giving a wave as the did. It was getting late.

"Welp!" Prez said. "Curtis should have a carriage prepared by now." Prez walked out the side door, leading the club, and Frederick. Gwen also followed her by instinct, but Maria grabbed her.

"Gwen?" Jamie asked

"Look I-" Gwen made sure Frederick was out the door "Frederick has been through a lot in the last few weeks. He just.. needs me there for him right now."

Jamie seemingly got it, making Maria let go of Gwen's hand.

"Okay, but if anyone does anything to you, tell us, so we can kill them."

Gwen giggled. "Okay."

Gwen walked out the side door, and got in the carriage next to Frederick. Syrah had told Curtis to 'accidentally' get one to small so everyone was squished next to each other, forcing Frederick to be next to Gwen. In vengeance Frederick had forced Syrah to be next to Saffron.

On the bumpy ride home, they talked. Apparently Syrah and Monika had to come to daily lectures for a week. After hearing how they effected Frederick, they decided that they got off easy and took it

While everyone else was talking to each other, Frederick took the chance to ask Gwen "How much did you tell them?"

"Just what I had to. I said that Blaine said something horrible and Leland locked you in a dungeon. That's it."

Frederick smiled at her. "Thanks."

They eventually made it back to a bunch of pillow forts and books scattered everywhere.

"Surprise!"

So that's where the rest of the CPC went.

It was like a book fair at school. There were bookshelves all over, with pillows in between. There were cutouts of dragons and knights and sailors and pirate ships.

Curtis had thought it might be rather childish, but Frederick's eyes shone like diamonds when he saw it. He looked at Prez, as if asking for permission, before running in like a child at a candy store.

He looked on the shelves, and ALL his favorites were there. Did the CPC have a supernatural book sense or something!? (It was less a sixth sense and more Curtis stopping their mother on her way in, but Freddy didn't need to know that.)

Curtis had made hot coco, and most of the CPC members grabbed a mug, and some sprinkled marshmallows in as well. Frederick had the most in his mug.

He was grinning like a child, looking through the wooden shelves. That's when Prez noticed something odd on his teeth.

"Hey kiddo, is that blood?" Prez moved closer to inspect his teeth, and there were indeed blood stains.

The boy blushed. He tried to explain, but Prez was still opening his mouth.

The woman let go, and Frederick started talking.

"When Gwen told you about.. the last two weeks, she told you about that dungeon, right?"

Prez nodded.

"Well, nobody really came down there. And I mean nobody. So, I didn't really get food or water or anything."

Prez didn't like where this was going.

"But, I needed food to live. And.. uh..." Frederick covered his eyes. He didn't want to see Prez's expression. "There were a lot of.. rats down there, and.. uhmm... Y'know..." Frederick trailed off, but Prez got the point.

She grabbed the boy, and she pulled him inside, where Curtis was.

"Curtis, I figured out why he's so pale." Prez said. Across the counter was Curtis. "It turns out he's been surviving off of rats for the past half a month."

Curtis froze.

He immediately started getting out ingredients. Flour, sugar, etc.

Prez took the boy to the bathroom next.

"We keep extra toothbrushes. Here, I don't think anyone in the club uses this shade of green."

Frederick took the toothbrush and toothpaste, and stated wordlessly brushing. It felt good, so good, to get all of that rat hair and meat out of his teeth.

He walked outside the bathroom, seeing Curtis and Gwen mixing something or other. He waved at them, and they waved back, before he continued outside.

When he got there, a couple of the members had actually gotten into the books. His eyes were glittering less light a diamond now and more like a flashlight.

He saw Monika laying on the floor reading a visual novel.

He crouched down, and started discussing the book with her. He had come up with so many theories about it, both when he was a kid, and as he grew older. It was nice to have a second opinion.

After a while of that, Gwen and Curtis came out of the kitchen with some trays. They were stacked to the brim wíth cinnamon rolls with a honey glaze. They didn't know what Frederick liked, so they played it safe. Everyone like cinnamon rolls.

Frederick eyed at the food from far away. He hadn't eaten anything in so long.

As soon as the trays were on the table, the CPC all crowded to get a taste of Gwen's amazing cooking. Frederick got first dibs though.

He moved back to Monika with the gooey confection in hand, and when he took a bit, he almost cried.

It really did taste amazing on it's own, and given he's been surviving off of rats meat for half a month, he finished that roll very quickly.

And another, and another. Until the club had consumed all of Gwen and Curtis's confections.

And, after all was said and done, they put the bookshelves away, put most of the books in boxes, and most of the club left, with exception of those who lived there like Nell and Whitney. And now Frederick, he remembered, and Prez, Whitney, and Nell guided him to his new room.

It had a brown wood floor, and the wall paper made it look like it was on top of a pirate ship. The bed frame had a steering wheel sticking out, and all over there were bookshelves with many of his favorites, but more room for other favorites he would find after.

"So, do you like it?"

Frederick gave his wide, happy, contagious smile, and the three took it as a yes.

They all left to go to bed, and Frederick did too.

For the first time in a long, long time, Frederick had a happy dream last night. Of friendly monsters and honey glazed cinnamon rolls.

Part 1 of CPC member Frederick

(may or may not make more sequels to this

#cursed princess club #cpc frederick #prince frederick #pretty much every other cpc character #cpc fanfiction

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angelst4re · 2 years

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i wanted to request a little simply imagine w jamie boy where he gets a tattoo for the readers birthday and surprises her w something super meaningful. maybe her birthday or her zodiac sign ( i’m gemini lmao if you want to be specific)

this is so cute!!! i hope you like it my love :)

No Peeking- Jamie Campbell Bower x Reader

୨♡୧ warnings: none!

୨♡୧ note: i can't wait until i'm old enough to get a tattoo!! (3 months still feels like a long time)

“Okay, there’s one last thing, darling.” Jamie tells you.

“You’re telling me this isn’t it? How many-”

“Shh! Just close your eyes, okay! No peeking!”

Jamie had been telling you for the last month about how excited he is for your birthday, how he’s been planning something really special that you’d never forget- obviously you just thought that meant he was getting you a puppy or a kitten. So far he had brought out two large bags full of gifts, each gift had a special meaning and was beautifully wrapped in your favourite coloured paper.

With your eyes now shut, and your hands covering them for ‘extra protection’, you heard Jamie’s chair scrape across the floor as he stood up. Your suspicions about the final gift being a pet were right after all- or so you thought.

“You can look now!”

As you moved your hands and opened your eyes, you were met with a shirtless Jamie. Was this the final gift? Then you saw it.

“Oh my… Jamie it’'s-” You were lost for words as you got up to inspect the tattoo closer, almost as if you didn't believe it was real.

“It’s still a bit painful to touch,” he warns you as your fingers trace over it, “but what do you think?!”

The tattoo was your zodiac constellation, and it was on his ribcage on the left side of his body. It was so beautifully done, you still couldn't believe it was real.

“I love it,” you tell him, a wide smile spreads on your face as your eyes begin to gloss with tears. “Does this mean I have to get one for your birthday now?”

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Lost boy and it's portrayal of Peter, Hook and Neverland a gushy ramble

Spoilers for the book lost boy by Christina Henry

Funny thing I noticed in Christina Henry's lost boy that for various spoilery reasons, it's like a prequel to the Disney film. One non spoilery reason is the appearance of skull rock. Jamie is interesting in that I can see him becoming hook (the Disney version anyway I haven't read the og Peter and Wendy and the author said both the og book and the Disney film were big inspiration). The turning point for me was Jamie saying because he loved his friends they died showing a sort of survivors guilt that may be the reason he's so stand off ish at the idea of public affection in the Disney film. If he is too nice and loved them too much it might result in them being killed.

It's childish but it's not like he had parents to guide him away from that line of thought. Not to mention Jamie himself admits to killing lost boys in battle and we as the reader get to read about how he bashed in Nips skull with a rock. For once A book about Hook's tragic past is able to make him violent and mean and not just the victim or a puppy dog. That being said he does have redeemable qualities so it's not just endless misery. His father son relationship with Charlie is particularly cute.

As for Peter he makes a fun antagonist because for once he's not just some mustache twirling villain who's there to make Hook miserable. Peter is Peter pan except it's much more clear the island itself is spoiling him. He is a magic kid made by an island that gives him whatever he wants in exchange for blood even if the blood only comes from a bloody nose. But some interesting bit of humanity is his stubborn refusal to let go of Jamie, one line I felt was particularly funny from Jamie is "Was Peter actually apologizing for something? This had never happened in the history of the island."

Though it is framed as manipulative, Jamie himself is a biased narrator and Peter is an 11 year old spoiled kid. Even he at the time says the apology made him want to mend their broken connection. Peters goal in the book isn't to make Jamie's life hell and he doesn't start killing lost boys until late into the book. By Jamie's own words Peter had no feeling either way weather most of the lost boys lived or died. He wants them around for fun and for the island. Jamie is the only boy Peter legitimately wants to hang around and talk to.

Jamie himself frequently thinks on the days when it was just him and Peter and things were fun and good and nice. This isn't to say Peter isn't manipulative, but he's manipulative in the same way most kids typically are. He lies about things, but his lies are taken to an extreme because he's magical and has no real problem with blood. Jamie gives us a few hints Peter experiences things differently to the average kid. He once told Jamie sitting still for to long felt like ants were crawling under his skin that wouldn't go away unless he moved.

For the sake of the book, as it was made to explain why Hook doesn't just move on Peter is the villain. But in my eyes he's more a result of the root problem. Neverland itself made Peter the way he is to feed it blood, Peter longs for a friend but can't understand why that friend might have a problem with the other boys deaths or ingeries if it means keeping both of them alive. Peter cries in this book, he throws tantrums he has flaws. They are scarce moments but to me they say a lot.

The tragedy of Peter himself is he was made too human to really be content alone but too mythical to really make human connection for very long. He is capable of being nice but his main priority is fun, and he is too unfamiliar with misery to really sympathize. (At least that's how I see it)

Neverland itself and how it's described is also very fun. Jamie in the early pages says the magic of the island came from exploring it and paying amongst the roots and rocks around the island. I wish Tinkerbell had a character in this book but ultimately the book isn't about her and from Jamie's point of view she's just a jingling firefly light.

Unless she decided to talk to Jamie which...why would she? I don't think it would really work. So she suffices as Peters getaway for the book. Speaking of side characters! Most of them are very likeable young boys and one very sassy girl.

The twins Fog and Nod are great fun for most of the book wich is why the later chapters really hit hard. They just love fighting each other and as a girl with rough housing brothers I can confirm they are pretty close to reality.

Sally starts off as Sal and even when she was pretending to be a boy (for safety) Jamie is implied to have a crush on her. Which I can totally read as bi behavior. Sally as a character is a lot of fun in this she's just so blunt and witty.

Sally is a character so used to sexism she assumes it when they find out she's a girl. The thing that keeps this from being annoying is once she realizes they aren't going to bully her for being female she stops accusing them of disregarding her abilities for being a girl. I love her sass and her relationship with Jamie is adorable. It's cute seeing two 14 year olds talk about getting married when they grow up and adopting all the boys. Even if it doesn't end well.

I find Hooks curse at the end interesting as well. Like his cut off hand is a symbol of the fact he can never leave. He likes his hook because it covers his stump that reminds him of his curse. His curse also keeps him from dying wich ... another connection to the Disney hook. Although you don't really have to watch the Disney film to understand it it's mainly just my own theory.

Also Hook kills a crocodile in this book and it's one of my favorite things ever. You might think "Well why doesn't he kill tik tok then?" Well considering Jamie can't die but can get hurt...maybe his fear isn't death so much as it is a fate worse. Or maybe that encounter with the regular croc was traumatizing enough. I mean it wasn't an easy thing to kill it but his bb bois life was in the line.

In the end I find the book fun and interesting despite how depressing it was for the most part. I mean you gotta have some levity with your angst otherwise it becomes boring hence why there's so many cute moments. To those of you who got to the end of this thanks for reading my ramble gushing about the book. I know people don't normally do much with evil Peter pan and it typically turns out dumb or god forbid goes against his entire concept. But this rapid age induced coming of age story with the framework of fantasy horror Neverland managed to keep my attention. ( I mean that's not saying much but most people gave it good reviews wich is why I checked it out)

I love to read into things too much and uh...yeah.