#where wendy is pan will follow and vice versa

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I've made this joke before, but Asparagus and Jellylorum really are "Frequently Bought Together- Do NOT Separate Them" in spades

#where wendy is pan will follow and vice versa #i keep thinking in terms of amie's thoughts about Jelly's previous owner #and how asparagus was at that human's house *so often* it's a wonder they weren't double adopted #but not really because the idea of having a pet is not exactly an appealing one to asparagus #could have technically been adopted as a set but Asparagus said nah #extemporize back chat #i do so love them #my brother sister duo <3

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ooc

The following post will contain KH3 spoilers, marked and sectioned off, that you may need to fully understand this theory on the Fae in Kingdom Hearts and where their fabled world, often called in our world, the Otherworld, is located, and how I was friggin right about how Maleficent truly sees Riku as one of her own.

no images will be used as Mun is too lazy to find appropriate sceenshots of every scene I will refer to.

ANYWHO!! Let’s get this show started, feel free to reblog this post, just remember to tag appropriately since some people still don’t know the game

First some background and history on the fae, just a bit.

Fae = Faerie = Fairy = Fayrie = The Good Folk = Little Helpers = People Under The Hill = basically any sort of nickname you can think of besides fairy or an alternate spelling of fairy, because if they heard you dissing them by daring to say they weren’t good and kind and just and shit, then they often chose to make you their next pranking target for a while. I tend to just use the word Fae to generalize and make things easier

The fae are said in some cultures to live under the hill, their world, because it is a whole other world in mythos, is hidden from human sight. Often, it has even been said that to travel to the Otherworld, is to see death.

Because animals can see the fae easily, animals also see ghosts

(In fact, many traits attributed to fae, are also attributed to ghosts, or vice versa, but that’s only partially important to this post)

It’s said that in the world of the fae, there is no such thing of time. Years can pass in the human world, or mere minutes, and the fae would barely even notice if at all. The funny thing is

Aqua says that about the Dark World too.

In her game, Fragmentary Passage, she makes a note of how she has no friggin idea what’s going on out there in the Realm of Light, how she can’t understand how long she’s been trapped, but she knows time has passed, she can’t tell though.

She cannot tell how long she’s been there. Because “there is no time in the realm of darkness.” 

We can assume from that, that she didn’t get hungry, she didn’t get exhausted. In fact she started the game as lvl 50, so it’s not like she started over just cause she basically died.

That’s another thing, there are 5 thousand million and one references to dying being equated to being lost to the darkness

Which brings us to the thought that the Realm of Darkness is where the dead go

The Sleeping Worlds are often said to be nestled in the Darkness

in her game, Aqua takes solace in the  fact that while she wandered Cinderella’s world, she never saw a person there trapped alongside her, so she assumed they were all safe and alive even though their world wasn’t

she didn’t take a moment to wonder if the heartless she was killing were the very villagers she was glad weren’t trapped with her, she should have, but she didn’t

so here’s the rub, whenever a person in our universe was said to be stolen by the fae, they were believed dead for as long as they were missing, sometimes they would return and they would either be the same age they were when they disappeared or older than they should be

time does not exist to the fae, not in such a way that we mere humans understand according to all the myths and fables and legends

so, all that said, let’s leave Aqua for a moment in the Darkness which is basically close af to Death and to the Fae, and see other characters affected

Maleficent is not merely a dark witch, she is a dark fairy. As a fae, she cannot actually lie, she can withhold truth, she can twist truth, but she cannot blatantly lie. she can say things that are truth to herself

she and The Three Good Fairies are kin, but the truth of the matter is, fae politics are strange and unusual, and a good large amount of fae would stab you in the toe if you dared say they weren’t good, so we honestly can’t take their title of Three Good Fairies seriously

Maleficent however admits she is dark, admits she can do great evil

she takes pure unadulterated pleasure in wreaking chaos across all worlds

in bringing the Realm of Light, notably full of humans, and covering it in Darkness, which, as we stated above, could very well be where the fae actually live

we only have a few fae we get to know in KH, Maleficent, Fauna, Flora, Merryweather, Tinkerbell, and Peter Pan (edit! and the Gullwings, whom are single minded the entire time and focused only on treasure)

however, Peter Pan is often likened to a changling more than a human or a fae, a child created or strengthened through fairy magic, through chaos magic. some versions of the tale have it that Tinkerbell stole a human babe and all that pixie dust eventually turned him into one of them, others tell of him being fae right from the start

unseen normally in kh and most modern depictions of Pan, is that he will legitimately kill people once they’re no longer of use to him, all he cares about is his enjoyment

and Tink? she does everything to make Pan happy, because she loves the chaos just as much as him, she’s his enabler in that regard, and dislikes when he chooses to allow something she doesn’t like (exhibit a: Wendy)

all fae the same, in that they seek out something that brings them joy, and then they tend to spend a large time of their life doing that over and over and over and over and over and over again

The Three Good Fairies hereby shortened to TGF have this thing, they like helping humans. They like to give humans magical things and see what happens afterwards. They like to make clothes too, and their chaotic nature shows in the way they interact with humans, unable to stop squabbling amongst themselves because obviously each separate fairy knows better than the other two

all of the KH fae have their respective territories, though Maleficent, as stated before, obviously wants to make her territory larger, for the most part, they don’t interact with each other

and none seem to call a single place home except for Pan and Tink, but then, they have a world to play with humans they’ve picked, and often grab new humans when eventually their humans grow to have no use to them

who is to say they didn’t all come from the fabled Otherworld, and simply spread out across the Realm of Light since, if the Otherworld is truly nestled in the Realm of Darkness and thereby void of humans and full of Heartless, all fae love to interact with humans?

since humans can do what they can’t, they can lie

and fae are often noted to steal away their favored humans, to a place beyond time

in KH1, Riku asks Maleficent why she’s helping him, and she says, he’s like a son to her.

anyone that’s known me long enough knows that I strongly believe she was twisting the truth so that the other members of her Circle wouldn’t look down on her, because it appears that a fae’s inabillity to lie is NOT well known in KH, i never see it mentioned anywhere

and so her Circle overhears her saying to the young boy that threw his world into darkness (into chaos, into death, into her home) that may or may not be able to weild a keyblade, that he’s like a son to her, obviously she’s manipulating him, lying to him to gain his favor

but i don’t believe that, when i took a look at the japanese version, the way they spoke to each other, riku was rude af and Mal didn’t seem to mind at all, led me to believe that she truly held affection for Riku

in CoM it’s shown she gave him a huge fucking room with a gazillion books, he had always been given a choice in what he did, she gave him options, asked if he would join her plans or continue freeloading, because he was a freeloader

she found his friends, told him “hey that Sora friend of yours seems to have new friends”, let him see what was going on and take from it what he would, and did no more than offer him a place to crash, maybe do a few errands, hey kid wanna learn magic while you’re here, hey kid wanna go to Hook’s world I think your other friend is there

(it’s implied he’s the one that kidnapped Alice/Snow White depending on the order of you doing the words in KH1, but if that were completely true, he would have seen Sora while grabbing Alice)

he was given everything by her, everything he could want, because that’s how she and her kin work

they take the unwanted, the children the adults, they take the forlorn, the depressed, the anxious, they take all the ones that believe they would not be missed, and they give them everything they want in order to keep them among the fae

is that not what happened?

and, here’s where we get to kh3 spoilers, just a few but honestly, considering when it happens i’ll call it an endgame spoiler even though it has basically no bearing to the actual end of the game (as far as we know)

KH3 SPOILERS START HERE, I’M TRYING TO BE AS VAGUE AS POSSIBLE WHILE STILL GETTING THE IDEA OF THE SCENE ACROSS

in one world i’ll not name, Maleficent is wandering around all willy nilly with Pete, marveling at the world, when a corridor of darkness opens up behind her and out walks a Riku

he’s like “you better not be thinking of getting in my way”

and she’s like “i wouldn’t dream of it my child, play around to your heart’s content and let us both do whatever we want and not get in each other’s way”

and then Pete’s like “new phone who dis” as Riku is happy with her answer and smiles and walks away

and Mal is like “a friend, but i couldn’t begin to tell you from when”

KH3 SPOILERS END HERE

that scene reminds me heavily of the fact that the fae have a strange understanding of time

she knew instantly he was time displaced, and didn’t question it

if anything, she seemed outright proud of him traveling through time

like a mama birb watching her chick learn to fly

(again, very much of a “you’re like a son to me” vibe being more truth than fiction)

and we also see that her affection for him extends to anyone with his face, because she sees something in him that basically screams out to her Fae instincts to grab him, teach him, initiate him into her culture of darkness and timelessness

and riku

he took to darkness easily

it was intuitive to him, he was reckless yet strong

and she praised him for it

so yeah

Maleficent is a Fae, Riku is Fae-touched and Fae-Chosen, Repliku is basically a changeling, Mickey and Aqua basically died when they entered the Realm of Darkness

The Fae World is in the Realm of Darkness

.....did I mention the changeling bit? No? Okay Imma run through that real quick

so basically changeling can refer to one of two people, a human child stolen away from the humans, or the fae creation made in the child’s image and used to replace the child in the human’s crib

because normally it’s done to a small child or baby

and it is a fae creation used to replace the original

the human is taken in by the fae of that area, lives amongst them, slowly turning into one of them

and the creation, often created from whatever elements are around and a spell said over them, is meant to be tougher than the human child, able to withstand any cruelties that the human child would have received

(because often the changelings were said to happen to unhappy children suddenly changing)

(there’s also a few other things that normally denoted a changeling child but i’m not gonna get into that here cause it’s more of a socioeconomic politics things)

the creation would know everything the original knew

and they would believe themselves the original

some tales eventually had the changeling eventually leave their human homes to go join back with the fae, but honestly, anything past about 15 years old was free game in most tales, i think i remember one where the once-human and the creation tried to kill each other

but yeah, and Repliku is a changeling but created by Vexen instead of by a fae (but for all we know he was a science-leaning fae and that was his obsession)

aaand i think that’s everything??? i’ll edit if i realize i forgot something but yeah

Maleficent = mom figure of riku

Fae = darkness = death

#long post #riku #maleficent #repliku #aqua #kh3 spoilers #kh aqua #kh riku #kh maleficent #kh repliku #riku replica #theories and thoughts with essie #2200 words long jfc #friggin done. can't write anymore rn #[[ saved ]] #[[ hcs ]] mal #[[ hcs ]] riku #[[ hcs ]] repliku bros

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Boy Books

To get started on here I am going to be posting some of my favorite essays I’ve written, beginning with this one, which is pretty typical of my college essays: children’s lit with a focus on gender! 

Parent Ideologies Represented in Typical “Boy Books”

           The ideal reader for a text is the reader an author has in mind when they write the text. In children’s literature, most books are written for children (all are directed towards children, but not all are necessarily written for children, or shouldn’t be at the very least).  But only a percentage can be qualified as “boy books;” with their high action and wild adventures, Treasure Island and Peter Pan are quite obviously written for a male adolescent audience.  Though their ideal readership may be the same, the way they position that readership is quite different, especially when it comes to ideals about the parents represented in the books: Jim is able to thrive in the absence of his parents, while the Darling children feel the need to fill the roles of their parents while they are apart. While the child is idealized in Treasure Island, it is the adult that is idealized in Peter Pan.

           Before discussing the roles of parents however, it is important to define what exactly a “boy book” is. Boy books are typically adventure novels where the hero is a normal boy, unexceptional except for his attitude, who leaves home because of a domestic crisis; he sometimes has a special gift, which he uses as he goes on his many adventures, and the books almost always end in a final battle.  Most of these criteria appear more so in Treasure Island, though Peter Pan does retain a few aspects.  Boy books are typically an escape from domesticity, yet in Peter Pan the lost boys have domesticity thrust upon them, though only Peter is unhappy about it.  In Treasure Island, Jim is indeed concerned with escaping domesticity as he spends the novel attempting to “become a man.”  John Crowley explains in his article, “Little Women and the Boy-Book,” that “becoming a man is treated in the boy-book as a threshold experience. The boy passes abruptly and irreversibly from the precivilized world of ‘natural savagery’ into the world of an adult civilization, which valorizes self-knowledge, work, and moral responsibility” (Crowley). While Jim is doing his best to escape this childhood world, Peter would be happy to remain in it forever. He knows that “the cost of becoming a man is the irrecoverable loss of the boy-world” (Crowley). It would be safe to say that Jim represents the idea held by most boy readers, while Peter may better represent the idea held by adults; they know the sadness of losing that childhood innocence, and how the dream of growing up is not all it is cracked up to be.  Kathleen Blake states that “whereas Treasure Island is the dream, Peter Pan is about dreaming, and waking.”

           Though Jim does spend most of the novel striving to become a man, the idea of adulthood is still not idealized in the way it is in Peter Pan.  Jim’s longing is more for independence and adventure than for responsibility and parentage.  In the beginning, Jim is just your average boy, helping his parents out around their inn. The arrival of Billy Bones awakens his sense of adventure.  As he leaves his home and is thrust into danger and excitement, he pays little attention to the loss of his parents.  His dad dies at the beginning of the novel and Jim does not appear to care all that much. This is partially a sign of the times, as the loss of someone at a younger age was not too uncommon, but it also speaks to Jim’s idealized parent.  By this time, Jim is already quite intrigued by Billy Bones, and in a way, he has accepted him as a father figure before he is even officially lost his own.  Of course, Billy also kicks the bucket, and Jim is left to depend on other characters as potential father figures.

           This search speaks to several key issues.  Firstly, he is focused solely on the male parental figure; his mother is still alive and well, but he does not seem to care about her very much.  Even while he is on the island he is not with her, and when he is he tries to dominate her. The times certainly view women below men, but this reading seems to put them below boys as well, as they are future men-they must teach them young.  The only problem here is that, though Jim strives to be a man, he unknowingly fails.  He is nothing more than a boy living out a childhood fantasy, acting as he believes a man should act-though pirates obviously are not the best example to follow. He spends the novel stumbling about, learning things as he goes, trusting in his shipmates with a naïve and childlike faith.  The men he looks up to, Dr. Livesy, Squire Trelawny, and of course Long John Silver, are terrible influences, yet he trusts them, opening himself to be hurt. Though Jim idolizes these adult characters, the reader is made to envy Jim as he gets to go on adventures with pirates. But even young readers can see that they are a seedy bunch, out for their own agenda and not to be trusted.  Captain Smollett is the only honest role model he is presented with, but the fact remains that he needs these men in his life to get by.  This is not to say that Jim has no agency, he certainly has a good brain, but this does not change that fact that it is a child’s brain. Through all his attempts to be otherwise, he is still just a child.  

Peter offers a stark contrast to Jim, as he obviously has no desire to ever become a man.  Peter believes himself to still be a young boy-and it is true his selfishness and temper-tantrums make him seem as such-but he certainly has more experience and power than Jim does.  Though Peter hates parents (as they are adults), he is essentially a father to the lost boys.  Readers take his anger over Wendy becoming the boys’ mother as a reflection of his disdain towards parents, when it may just be that he is jealous of how much the lost boys appreciate her over him.  As Treasure Island belittles the role of the mother, Peter Pan essentially belittles the role of the father.  Even their parents are representatives of this; Mrs. Darling has the true power over the children, taking it upon herself to clean up their minds while they’re sleeping (essentially taking over their education, more traditionally a man’s role), and it is Mrs. Darling who instills the idea of growing up into Wendy’s head in the first place.  Mr. Darling is little more than a fourth child, pulling temper-tantrums over his neck-tie and refusing to take his medicine.  The Darlings are portrayed as fallible characters, blaming themselves for the loss of their children, but for all their faults they are still idealized over their children.

           Wendy, John, and Michael take on the role of parents, not only on Neverland but in their own home as well.  They even seem more knowledgeable than their naïve parents. Mirroring Jim’s false portrayal of adulthood, their parents have a false portrayal of childhood innocence.  Innocence in this sense is knowledge and experience; the real innocence lies in adulthood and their parents’ lack of the ability to imagine such a world as Neverland. No, the children do not idealize them in the sense that they want to be them, that is Jim’s opinion: their main goal is to protect them from this world they don’t know.

           As they are knowledgeable at home and play parental roles, they are also able to carry these roles over to Neverland, a land that does not know the true meaning of motherhood, the ultimate parenting position-even Hook wants Wendy as a mother.  Wendy absolutely adores playing house with the lost boys, and her ultimate wish is that Peter would be the father to her mother, but he does not appear to be interested in any way, shape, or form.  As stated above, he holds some sense of jealousy over the boys’ adoration over Wendy; he is used to being the beloved one, adored by every female member of the island, and envied by all the men (boys).  But it may also be that Peter is in denial a bit over his actual role on the island.  Just as Jim was incapable of accepting the fact that he was actually a child, Peter seems to be incapable of accepting the fact that he is really a man, a father figure to the lost boys, and ultimate leader on the island.  

           This reading of Peter could be criticized by the fact that an adult Peter would be harder for a child to relate to. But are children, young boys especially, supposed to relate to Peter?  He is not an average boy like Jim; he’s otherworldly, surrounded by magical creatures and the ability to fly.  Children are not supposed to be empowered by Peter, they are supposed to be empowered by the average children of the text: Wendy, John, and Michael.  They are the true center of the story, the opening for Peter to enter the story. They are also the ones who push him out.

           Unlike Jim, the Darling children really do not need parents in their lives; the same can not be said for their parents.  The Darlings and Nana are helpless without their children, the way parents would imagine their children would be helpless without them.  They are racked with guilt and unable to continue with their everyday lives. Unbeknownst to this, the children still decide to return home to their parents, for the simple reason that they miss them.  Wendy realizes that the longer they are away, the less they remember their parents.  In the end, the Darling children only need their parents to feed into their nostalgia rather than for their caretaking abilities, an end that we don’t get in Treasure Island: Jim is able to continue just fine without his mother, and, as far as the reader knows, vice versa.

           Though these books have the same ideal reader, male adolescents, it is important to understand how big an effect changing the position of that reader can have on that ideal reader.  On the surface, Treasure Island positions the child to dream big and escape the confines of parental restrictions, but below the surface that ideal is undermined by the fact that Jim has little agency of his own and still depends on fallible adult characters.  Peter Pan quite plainly points out the fallibility of the parents while uplifting the power of the child.  While the dream-fulfilling child is idealized in Treasure Island, it is the innocent parents who are idealized in Peter Pan.  Both books, however, express how much children need parents, but Barrie is able to accomplish this message without removing the agency of the children, further empowering his male readership.

 Works Cited:

Barrie, J. M. Peter Pan. New York, NY: Puffin Books, 2008.

Blake, Kathleen. “The Sea-Dream: Peter Pan and Treasure Island.” Children's Literature, Vol. 6 (1977), pp. 165-181.

Crowley, John W. “Little Women and the Boy-Book.” The New England Quarterly, Vol. 58, No. 3 (Sep., 1985), pp. 384-399.

Stevenson, Robert Louis. Treasure Island. New York, NY: Signet Classics, 2008.

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wendy‌ darling.

     ❝ ˛✦ ⊰  HER SMILE GREW a tad bit wider as soon as her eyes caught the one making peter’s lips curve upwards. it had been a while since genuine smiles had been exchanged between the two of them. the circumstances they had found themselves a part of the last couple of times weren’t exactly suiting for giggles and laughs, something which was miles apart from what the air used to be like between them. and it was right then and there, in that moment, when her eyes found his momentarily and smiles were plastered across both their faces, that wendy knew she missed him. she missed their friendship, their adventures.t h e m.

      when peter remarked that nibs and slightly and tootles and basically every member of the lost boys ( even tinka bell, because after all she is a girl herself – and a jealous one, at that ) would understand, wendy sighed and shook her head. “ but they’re not here right now. “, she shot back, her voice incredibly soft – as if she didn’t even know whether she wished to be heard by him. perhaps he was right and it was unfair to generalize. but in this very moment, there was just him and her, standing in the middle of a room which had seen so much of them, yet so very little of what it had witnessed the last couple of months. it was as if the colours, which usually were so comforting and happy, had faded into a drab and unfamiliar set of grays and browns. her room used to be one of her favorite places to be – now, it was nothing but a reminder of the tears she’d shred, and almost always over the same boy.

     with her fingers still wrapped around the thimble, wendy bit down on her lip, unable to take her eyes off of it. “ i don’t want to keep it. “, she then said, shaking her head as she lifted her gaze back up at him. extending her hand to him, she waited for the guy to open up his own to her once again – this time in order for her to drop the necklace back in it. “ it belongs to you. “, the brunette sighed, her lips barely curling up into a smile. she had given him the thimble once, and it was his and his alone. and it always would.

       staying silent as he tried to explain the whole ‘ tinka ‘ situation a little longer, wendy had to fight the sigh which was urging its way closer and closer to its release. but she didn’t want to sigh, because she didn’t to seem annoyed or confused – ‘cause she was only one of those, the other she would never dare to admit to being. “ i know she is. “, the brunette replied as she nodded when peter reminded her of how tinka was his best friend. she knew how much tinka meant to him… she had always been happy he had someone who meant the world to him. “ i mean, i know what she means to you, peter. and i’m glad you have her. i’m… i’m glad you have a h o m e with her. “, the girl mumbled, and she meant every word of it. “ and i… i don’t want to be h e r. i know why tinka means so much to you. i know she’s been there long before i ever was – or anyone was, for that matter. i get it. and i think you’re so lucky to have her, and vice versa. i would… n e v e r… want to come in between you and her. “, wendy explained, her gaze finally finding his. “ never. “, she repeated once more, a petite smile finally tugging at her lips as if she wanted to reassure her she meant it. she knew her place, in a sense, and she didn’t mind it either for she’d never been the jealous type. but with the truth of him kissing her surfacing, it made tinka’s meaning to him c h a n g e. at least to her. and that’s where she got confused…

            as the guy started to name all the different types of kisses, the girl cast her eyes down to her hands in her lap once again before thinking about every single option. some of those sounded familiar, and it subconsciously made a little smile resurface. however when he mentioned there were once that would never happen, wendy looked back up at him, the small spark of hope which had been ignited earlier fizzling out once again. inhaling once, she stood up from her bed to walk over towards her window, carefully avoiding his gaze as she stepped past him. with her arms crossed in front of her chest, she tried not to let her brain form a bunch of assumptions of what that remark m i g h t possibly mean.

              turning around as his words started to slip up, wendy couldn’t help but  frown. “wh – what ? “, she asked, confusion lacing her voice. the mere thought of him hurting made her feel incredibly uneasy, because he was peter pan and she cared about him. the last thing she wanted was him feeling hurt. “ i didn’t lock it, see ? “, the girl asked as she reached for the window and easily pushed it open, only to spin on her heels so she could face him again. “ i would… i would never… you know i wouldn’t… “, she said silently, shaking her head slowly. granted, she had thought about it. but in the end, she would never close her window – she would never shut him out.

            Maybe mentioning the boys had been a mistake. because they weren’t here, and he could hear her just so, his concentration focusing on making out her words in the whisper he’d gotten and missing out entirely on the meaning. it was a fact, but was it one said as just that, said as ‘ they can’t help you now ‘ or one drenched in disappointment, because would they even want to help him if he’d apparently let go off them all? peter remained silent, not wanting to start a whole nother conversation on the lost boys when this one wasn’t about them. it wasn’t even about him leaving for neverland. all of that was yet an unopened barrel, and frankly it didn’t feel important. not right now. not when it felt like although he was here, the distance between wendy and him felt once more as though he was somewhere across the country, searching for something to fix everything and not finding it.

            His eyes followed her hand and it would be easy, so easy, to stretch out his own and meet her in the middle, but his arms didn’t lift. “ but i can’t keep it. “ although a part of him wanted to and the other scolded him for not reaching out immediately. “ i don’t want it to– to lose its meaning. “ he would rather not have it, being still convinced this was the beginning of the end, than have it and look at it one day wondering why he had ever hold onto it to begin with. he wasn’t a romantic, but the thought of falling out of love with something which used to bring you joy was a tragic one to him still.

               Peter looked at her, finding a chance to let his eyes wander over her facial features when she looked away from him. there was a tiredness to her he hadn’t often seen on her — a blissful exhaustion was what he was used to, when the room was buzzing with the aftermath of children who’d spent their day adventuring the magical side of barrie. he was used to an angry tired too, to slammed doors and ‘ i can’t deal with your right now ‘s when tink was switched to be on angry mode again, but wendy just seemed tired. she looked a lot older now than she’d ever seemed to him. it was his cue to leave. it had always been his cue to leave, but something was holding him back. fairies, he would’ve said about a year ago. after all, these nasty little things had a way of chipping in whenever they wanted to. but it wasn’t that, and he realised it wasn’t stopping him from leaving either. it was him and it was keeping him from taking her hand and pulling her into the hug she seemed to ( and he, admittedly too ) needed.

          ‘ Why won’t you get it?! ‘ peter thought, his mind practically yelling the question at her in utter frustration because she didn’t seem to want to understand that tink could mean all that to him and still mean nothing to him as soon as it started becoming romantic — but that wasn’t the problem, was it? maybe the problem was him trying to tell her how much she meant to him by describing how dependant he was on his best friend. he was being complicated, but complicated came so much easier to him than being straight forward with this. “ what do you think do you mean to me? “ he asked. if she thought even if just for a second he figured she was trying to push tink out of the picture, if she thought she’d have a reason to push tink out of the picutre, if she didn’t understand that they’d stood on a cliff together, had jumped a cliff together and had made pancakes in her kitchen all within the past six months, who did she think she was to him? “ you might not know her any different, but tink’s not just jealous ofanyone either. “

             She moved, his eyes following her until she reached the window. he expected to hear that sound again, the rattling of the window frame against the metal of the lock, but there was nothing there. instead, the window swung open with such ease it didn’t seem to make a sound at all. nothing made a sound, even his heart which had been beating vigorously a moment earlier seemed to stop as though trying to give his brain all the silence in the world to connect the dots. emotions were starting to run unfiltered across his face — confusion being the main one, of course, but there was relief too, sorrow clashing with gladness, the aching of his heart which started beating audibly in his ears again, too many emotions for him to name and most certainly too many for him to not be overwhelmed. for some ‘ messed up ‘ reason ( or so he thought ) he could feel his eyes watering. immediately, peter spun around too, turning his back to wendy and pressing the heels of his hands into them.

          “ But i checked, “ he said, more so to himself than to her, to reassure himself that he hadn’t had a nightmare — but it was real. his muscles were still sore from the miles he’d run from her window after, his clothes stained from spending the rest of the night in the woods. “ it was closed. it was locked. “ which michael said it wouldn’t be, which should’ve perhaps made him question why it suddenly was to begin with for he didn’t think michael was a liar, but his mind had stopped thinking about michael then. “ i thought–  i thought you wanted— didn’t want— i thought you locked it. “

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