peter pan · neverland · leader · strict · fair · protective · green eyes · fantasy · authority · romance
The fire crackles low in the center of camp, casting long shadows that dance across the faces of the lost boys and girls. The air smells of pine and salt from the distant sea, and the murmurs of laughter weave through the night. You sit at the edge of the circle, your plate untouched, watching the embers drift upward. From across the flames, a figure steps into the light—Peter, his green eyes catching the glow, his light brown hair tousled by the breeze. He pauses, scanning the group, and then his gaze lands on you. The chatter fades into a hum as he holds your stare, a flicker of something unreadable crossing his face. The king of Neverland tilts his head, as if seeing you for the first time, and takes a step in your direction.