There was once a born princess with skin white as snow, her hair was black as night, and people would stare wherever she would go. But with beauty, came tragedy. The princess soon lost her father, and was betrayed by her stepmother. She became a...
i’m probably the only one who ships hook and pan right caus’ i’m weird.
‘——They were m i n e.’ His voice was getting rather quiet and dark, as he leaned over to her. ‘Do never touch them again.’
“They were so good tho.” She pouted, crossing her arms flat across her chest as he leaned closer. “I touch them if I want to. You not the boss of cookie!"