Personal art. And original. I’m very proud.
(Please don’t steal my art)
I would love to get this tattooed.
Darling Panlix i guess, but it’s mostly a Wenlix. It’s my second fan fic I hope whoever reads this likes it.
Summery: Peter lost interest after he seeming broke Wendy, but Felix isn’t as easily fooled by her charade.
“Please Wendy! Please play with us! This one time! It’ll be fun, promise. Yeah! Wendy it’ll be fun!” a chorus of lost boys were surrounding Wendy Darling trying to lure her into playing mother may I, a past time from the earlier year of Wendy’s stay in Neverland.
A few years ago she would have jumped at the mention of the joyful game but time has taken it’s toll on the girl. She rarely ever had the desire to play games with the boys or do anything remotely fun and it was all because of their tyrannical leader.
This is my first fan fic, I hope its good. Its a modern au in Storybrook before the curse was broken. I think the ends super corny but it’ll have to do.
Judas walked down the halls everyday like he owned it and he did, indirectly of course. Smirking at anyone who dared to look him in his merciless green eyes, which was very few, and cruelly remarked when someone sneered or scoffed. He wouldn’t stand for any form of defiance.
Mr. Gold, his father, owned everyone of their houses and the school, making Judas the prince who, with the snap of his skeletal fingers, would send his father on whom ever got in Judas’s way. In Storybrook it was no laughing matter if you crossed Gold or his son, but that didn’t seem to cross Isis Byrd’s mind when she so openly defied Judas.