The Adventures Of A Lost Girl

Little Prompts

Hahahaaaaa guess who can't write full chapters atm because she's so busyyyyy. That's right, meeeeeeeeee.

Kill. Me. Now.

But here are some fluffy prompts because full chapters have been giving me stress.

Waking up next to Peter and having him wrap his arms around you tightly before murmuring about having to wake up (even though his lazy ass stays for at least another thirty.

Peter and you cuddling in a hammock and bitch ass Felix decides to fucking crawl in and snuggle up on your other side. So you're in a felix and Peter sandwich.

Peter ALWAYS loses board games, he's not dumb enough to 'let' you win and he's not skilled enough to win without magic and you've banned magic from board games. So now he sucks and whines about it.

Peter done did fucked up and cut himself while trying to look all macho with a goddamn machete that you told him not to swing around like that. And Peter being, well, peter; didn't listen.

Having to nurse his sliced leg (the fucker swung it down and miscalculated his trajectory... you can figure out what happened). You had to wrap it tight after giving him stitches. Which he totally cried through but he'd never admit it, you don't blame him, you almost threw up sewing his leg.

When you get sick, when you throw up, he holds your hair up.

When he's sick, he is a pain in the ass because the leprechaun fuck doesn't listen to anything you say.

People would think that you hog the covers in bed, but nope. Peter is a snuggly bug, you've just resorted to the two of you having three blankets in bed with you just in case one of you hogs more than the other.

After a stressful day of working out, Peter breaks out the lotions and balms to give you a massage.

When he has a bad day, you make a pillow fort in your treehouse for him for date night.

Peter: "I don't mean to sound mean...but"

You: "but you do and you sound like an asshole while you do it."

Peter: "I beat you at connect four and now you're making me sleep on the couch."

You: "yeah, and your leprechaun ass deserves it."

Peter *as a joke*: "I'm not caucasian, I'm white."

You: "you're fucking stupid, that's what you are."

Peter *sees you walking away*: "Where are you going Y/N?"

You: "to find my will to live."

Living in Storybrooke you two had to go to a fancy party. Peter had no idea how to tie his tie. So you walked over and tied it, then turned around and he zipped up your dress. (idk i thought this was cute)

I literally have the best teachers this year blessssssss