TheJediFairy

Peter x Reader - Tiger tamer Sinking your teeth deeper into the bark of the stick as you pull the bloodied cloth that once belonged to your shirt tighter around the gaping wound that now adorned your thigh. With a shaky breath, you watched the blood that trickled from your leg, drip onto the soil beneath you. With its use spent you spat out the stick. You were unsure which would claim your life first. Blood loss? Or the manic hunters that were keen on taking your skin as a trophy. Either way, you wished with all your might that your heart would stop hammering in your chest. The thumping was so loud in your ears, that you feared you wouldn't be able to hear the approaching footsteps of both hunters and their hounds who searched in vicious glee for your trail. Closing your eyes you begged and prayed to the spirit that lived within the great oak tree that you were currently leaning on and depending on, not only in the support of keeping you upright but also its width to hide you, to

The night was quite the only audible noise that could be heard was the soft rippling of the hot spring water as a finger belonging to one of the lost boys was dragged across the surface in an absent manner. He closed his eyes while leaning his head back, resting it on the worn, smooth rock. As he sunk deeper into the water he let out a content sigh. The full moon bathed the grand pool in a silver luminous glow, giving the surrounding scenery a tranquil atmosphere despite the dangers that dwelled in Neverland. A gurgle of water and a few rapid pops of bubbles stirred the boy’s alertness. His eyes snapped open, he nervously watched the water resettle itself before scanning the water the tree line for any sort of movement. He reluctantly slipped back into his original position of relaxation. After a few minutes reassuring himself that nothing else was to disturb him he closed his eyes once more. The water began to pulsate, creating a light current as the water was sucked into the

“(f/n)! (f/n)!” You looked up from sharpening the arrow heads that lay in your lap as tootles yelled at the top of his lungs as he came charging through the ferns with a panicked stricken looking face. Standing up just in time for him to fling himself at you as he tugged on your top, you placed your arms on his shoulders to steady him as you gave him a minute to catch his breath. “Wooo Tootles calm down what’s happened?” you asked, becoming extremely worried with the appearance of tears prickling in the corners of Tootles blue eyes. “It's Felix he stopped breathing!” he wailed as your own (e/c) widened in shock, a wave of disbelief washed over you as your mind tried to register what you just heard. Grabbing the young boy's hand roughly you dragged him in the same direction he came barreling through “Take me to him now” you ordered, the dark haired boy only sniffled and nodded, he began to pick up speed, taking charge as you followed close behind towards Felix. Breaking out of the

You let out a relaxed sigh as you sunk deeper into the crystal clear water of the hot spring. You rested your back against the indented rough rock that acted as a pumice stone. You loved this time to yourself, the night sky was clear allowing the unnaturally large stars to sparkle even clearer. The full moon was right above you giving you the illusion of bathing in the moonlight. When you found this place you were hesitant to bathe as it was a bit in the open. The water trickled into the pool from the mountainside so that it never overfilled. Once or twice a week you would sneak out of the camp when everyone else was asleep, just to be sure that no of the lost boys would accidentally stumble upon you bathing. You were sure that be something they were would never forget nor would they be comfortable at looking at you the same way. You began making little whirlpools under the water by moving your finger around in a circle movement. Luckily Peter never has inquired where you disappear

“Peter!” You yelled into the night once again, your search becoming more frantic and desperate and you tried to locate Peter and Felix. You feared the worse, together the pair were unforgiving and unrelenting. What plan they had hatch you had no clue but you had no doubt it would be big. You ducked under branches as you worked tirelessly to doge loose rocks and tree roots that were hidden under the thick pile of autumn leaves. Neverland never had so many obstacles, the roots of the tree were deep in the ground and it was always summer thus the trees never lose their leaves. You and the lost boys had been taken from your beloved Neverland by the Saviour, Hook, and the Evil Queen. In a fight, you had with Queen she had rendered you unconscious. When you next awoke you had learned that the boys had turned on Peter telling the intruding group of his plans for the heart of the truest believer. It was only Felix who remained loyal and for that was kept prisoner alongside you upon Hooks’

Wolffe x reader - The blushing Chronicles I (Drabble) You glared menacingly at the machinery that lay partially destroyed in the hanger. The unwanted eyesore was brought aboard from a separatist flagship. Upon a rescue mission led by General Plo, the wolf pack had stumbled on the droids trying to destroy this particular machine in quite a hurry. With the odd behaviour and no knowledge of the strange machine and one order from the general, the boys were dragging the lump of junk through the halls and you were quickly tasked to figure out what it was and how it worked or should have worked. But alas even with your broad knowledge of mechanics you were drawing up blanks. You had run as many tests as you could but none gave much insight, you tried to reroute power and restart it but even that failed. You twirled the wrench between your fingers as you debated what else could be done. Your mind was growing restless with the lack of progress, you were tempted to strip the machine down