#tinkerbell!reader

being lied to was something katsuki hated even at that young age of seven. he hated not heing in the know, and to have his rival, who he'd race in sport, in magic practice, even at lunch lie to him? to have him in reality be his equal?

it was too much, so he escaped to the hidden area of the royal gardens he'd stumbled upon once.

he let the tears fall freely there, his head in his knees as he rocked back and forth. the rushing of water the only noise he heard accompanied by his crying.

he felt the feeling of something landing on his knee, instinctually he jumped and moved to swat it, making the 'thing' hang to his leg.

he heard the noise of a bell ringing and when he looked down he saw..

a fairy. a real life fairy? he must've been dreaming. they weren't real, just a tale told of time. but as you were there, dandelion-sized and pouting at him, hands stuck your sides as you looked at him adorably,

he knew you were real.

he kept hearing the sound of jingles come from your mouth. from his expression, he saw that something suddenly clicked in your head. you mouthed, "oh.. duh!" and smacked your forehead before sprinkling some glittery thing all over you, and moving to sprinkle it onto him as well.

he felt like he was floating, because he was. "agh! woah!" he exclaimed, moving about only a couple inches of the ground.

"can you hear me now crying boy?" he heard the fairy say, no malice behind their words.

"i-i can hear you." he said, before letting out a surprised "umpf" at the sensation of being dropped back onto the ground.

you landed back on his knee, but this time he noticed a somber expression on your small face as well.

"u-uh. what's wrong fairy.. girl?"

"it's [name].. and.. i lost my hollow. i think they had to leave without me." you said dejectedly, hiccuping slightly between your words.

"so, can i stay with you crying boy?"

he wiped the last of his tears off his face, before scopping you up in his hands. "it's not crying boy, it's katsuki. and yeah, i'll take care of you."

at the news, you did a happy spin in the palm of his hand. "thank you cr- katsuki!"

he carried you around in his pockets all day. he'd poke holes in his expensive cloths just so you could see what he was doing and talk to him. he had shown you to izuku on accident once, him catching katsuki in the act of feeding you maple syrup from his morning breakfast.

as you spoke, even though katsuki could hear the actual words.. "kacchan, does your doll have a bell in it?" nobody else could hear you.

"it's not a doll, get out deku!"

you grew up alongside katsuki, always on his shoulder or his hand, staying close to him because he felt like home personified to you.

and for him, you were his rock. to think someone as small and fragile as you held his deepest secrets, wants, desires, nightmares and all was funny, but he loved you despite it.

for your birthdays he'd get you a new fresh flower to make a dress out of, and for his birthday you'd make him a map with all the best treasure troves you remembered on it.

at night, he'd made you a tiny makeshift bed that he'd lay close to his pillow, the small snores and yawns you'd make in your sleep becoming his lullaby.

the first crowning trial he went on with you. you two were walking-- well you were laid on his shoulder, and he was ranting about how annoying everyone was and how easy this was going to be. "that damn deku loves mocking me, can you believe he sent a letter asking to go on this trail together?"

"are you sure he wasn't just trying to be nice?"

"nice? you don't know the first thing about humans name, he wrote a smiley face at the end of the letter- a smiley face!"

"isn't that a nice thing to do?"

"between friends yeah, but rivals like us? that's like putting a coal down my back."

"oh." you pondered out loud, looking at the sky thoughtfully.

"besides, who needs his help when i have you. all we have to do is find that shitty egg, hatch it, and bring that dragon back. easy as pie."

"but we don't know how to hatch it! nobodies hatched one of those eggs for years! weren't you listening??" you said, now jumping down to fly in front of his face.

"yeah, yeah, but those past guys were me, and they didn't have an awesome fairy like i do." he remarked, stopping to let you lay in his hand.

"damn straight!" you high fived with his pinkie as you continued the journey.

the journey was about a month to get to the mountains, at night you two would have campfires, in day you'd continue moving west while he simultaneously looked for small food for you and charred random boars for him.

he'd managed to find a pixie tree one day, you were so excited as you dragged him to the pool of it, covering him in the dust as he flew with you for he first time. he stayed up there with you for a surprisingly long time, the scared expression on his face as he moved off the ground with you grabbing him by the finger was so funny to you. your laughs reached his ears and made his face scrunch up in annoyance.

with you pulling him around, you covered a lot of ground that day, the signs of the fairy dust running out made you set him on the ground, his legs still wobbly from the experience.

"that was.. weird."

"not fun? you're so boring katsuki!"

"where's my coat??"

"...

i'll go get it.."

the rest of the journey was easy.. if katsuki ignored the hawk that just snatched you out of the sky at the base of the mountain.

you screamed, preparing yourself for your fate as.. the hawk was burnt to a crisp in the sky, falling to the floor with you still in its talons.

"katsuki! you saved me."

"yeah, couldn't have them taking you. you're staying in here from now on." he placed you on his shoulder, tucking one of your legs under his necklace.

"right." you said saluting.

he treked up the mountain, it was tall so the air was getting thin as you two went up. he saw the cavern across the way, they finally had made it.

"let's go." he said, as if you had a choice while being on his shoulder. he walked in, greeted by the site of a dragon's skeleton, and a single, humongous gold egg.

the egg had to have been.. at least bakugo's height. when katsuki used a bit of his fire he saw the dragon inside. since it's been there since the last kings reign..

it had to be 18 too? no wonder it was huge.

"that's a big dragon, how're ya gonna hatch it?" you asked, flying on top of it.

"pfft, i'll figure it out. maybe those assholes before me weren't smart or strong enough."

"right.. well go ahead."

- - -

he tried until the sun went down.

nothing worked. hell he even tried asking it nicely, all to have you laugh when it didn't work. "fuck this and damn you, you damn.. fairy!"

in his anger he threw his coat, which sent the small satchel of your fairy dust flying onto the egg. in panic, katsuki jumped to keep it on the floor.

"what the--" is all he said before the egg started to crack. no. it was hatching?

you flew over observing the situation, katsuki jumped back when a particularly large piece of egg cracked off, and the dragon inside started to move.

"ack!" she flew behind katsuki's head as the dragon jumped out with a confused, "huh?"

...

"i did it! im the king now! hey dragon! you're coming with me!" katsuki said victoriously, in his own little happy world as you flew over to the dragon.

"hi dragon guy, im [name]."

"you're small."

"duh im a fairy, anyways what's your name?"

"oh.. i think it was eijiro kirishima."

she pulled his finger, leading him out the remnants of his shell. "you wanna come with us eijiro? you'll get to be a dragon knight i think."

"cool! i'm in!...

what's a knight though?"

she smacked her head, "ah, i'll explain it later. put these on and let's go kat--" the sight of katsuki sleeping on the floor made her realize how tired he was.

"uh, let's stay here for the night actually, i'll catch you up on all the cool stuff about the world."

"okay!"

you talked all night to the curious dragon, explaining the ins and outs of his future life, your role in katsuki's life, and about your adventures that you'd surely go on.

"hey [name]."

"yes?"

"uh, so kings they have queens right? who's katsuki's queen? is it you?"

you jumped. "ah! no way. he'll.. he'll probably get one when he goes back though." you said, realization setting in as you spoke.

"you don't sound very happy [name]."

with a tight-lipped smile as you rested your head on your hand, you whispered, "i'm not happy at all, actually."

you two went to sleep after that, you suddenly felt tired for some reason. though you know you shouldn't have felt so possessive over katsuki anyways.

you'd developed a crush over him for forever. but you'd have to see him go, see him leave with another.

your fists clenched the leaf covering you,

you couldn't stand it.

the journey started out livelier than normal for katsuki. he'd been listening to the damn dragon's rambling for half a day now, at least he was a natural born hunter. he noticed you being a bit more quiet than usual, he thought you were taking a nap on his shoulder but you were awake, staring between your two legs.

"hey, [name]. what's up with you?"

"yeah [name]! you're so quiet."

you snapped out of your daze, a polite smile on your lips. "ah! it's nothing, just uh-- hungry i guess. and tired, i don't have any dust left."

"well you should've said that earlier. we can get some tomorrow morning." he knew you were lying, but he didn't want to press you with the dragon around. he'd ask you when you two got back to the castle.

the rest of the month passed by like that. he had grown fond of the new dragon that'd serve to be his personal knight, he was dedicated, strong, but just so talkative.

you were spaced out often, waving off his concerns with a limp hand. hiding in his cape as they entered the kingdom.

they were greeted with celebrations all round, it seems news had traveled quickly of the dragon. back pats and smiles were all that greeted bakugo as he walked up to his parents.

with a tearful gaze, his father placed the crown upon his head. "you are now king katsuki. your official coronation is tomorrow but.. we wanted to do this with you personally."

"you finally did some good kid, now comes the hard part. you'll need to pick a wife tomorrow."

the air was zapped out of his and your lungs. "hell no, i'm not choosing shi--"

"yes you are, or you can hand that crown over right now. we're having inko get some of the towns most gorgeous women and some eligible princesses are coming to visit. you will choose someone by the end of the night. congratulations son, you're a king now."

he tsked. "whatever. let's go dragon face." as kirishima followed him out, he led him to a room connected to his. "this is your room, i'll get you tomorrow morning. go to sleep."

"yes sir! wow he's so manly." he said before walking inside and verbally gasping at the room.

"you, come out already. " he said, pulling his cape off and laying it on his bed. you were teary eyed as you sat cross legged. "what's up with you? you've been weird this whole trip?"

"it's nothing."

"it's not nothing, you've been ignoring me and i'm pissed off already. tell the truth already."

your feelings were about to burst, your tears already free falling down your face. "be quiet." you whispered.

"no i don't think i will, because you'll just keep sitting here and ignoring me!"

"i love you! and i shouldn't because it'd never work!" she cried. a moment of silence passes. "i-im leaving."

"to where? hey- where are you going?"

"i don't know."

she flew, the only sight he had of her being her moonlit wings as she disappeared out of his sight.

he couldn't believe it.

he couldn't believe his feelings were reciprocated. he fell asleep to the thoughts of you, and he woke up still preoccupied.

as they prepared him for the ceremony, dousing him in jewels and diamonds, all he could think about was you.

as he walked to his throne where he'd sit until he found a bride, all he thought off was you.

and as they placed the crown on his head, all he thought of was how he'd never be here without your help.

as he stood around in a corner, princesses and village women occasionally attempting to start up conversations with him only to be let down by his cold nature, he thought about if you'd show up.

you'd been by his side for 18 years, he swore it was your birthday today too. he had picked out a flower perfect for you, just like he always did.

but now he wouldn't even get to see you, he thought, fist tightening on his slacks. eijiro had knocked on his shoulder, asking him to go out with him to the gardens for a second. he agreed and walked over.. where.. you were standing there.

only now you were human-sized, an angelically white dress encapsulated you as you stood by the waterfall. your wings were big and shiny as you finally noticed him, smiling.

"katsuki. you look- pfft. handsome." you joked. oh yeah, his hair was slicked down. he walked over to you, taking your hand into his for the first time.

"[name]? it's really you?"

"mhm, cmon." she led him to the secret garden where they'd first met.

"how--"

"i could always turn myself this big, it just takes a bit."

"..about what you said earlier. i..

i love you too [name]." katsuki said, averting his eyes from you but holding your hand tightly. "as a small fairy or as an equal to me.. i-- i really do care about you. i never could've done this without you.

so, uh.."

"just kiss me."

and he did so, the flowers being witness to both of your first kisses.

he felt like he was on cloud nine, never imagining this day would have ended so joyfully, with you by his side.

and with you now officially ruling next to his.

Eddie went in after making sure there was nothing weird or out of the ordinary, leaving the door wide open for Chrissy Cunningham to enter. She did so sheepishly, fiddling with her fingers as she looked around.

"I welcome you to my palace," Eddie smirked as he spread his arms wide. "I apologise for the mess. The butler has taken the day off." He joked, hoping to lighten the situation.

Chrissy appeared to be really anxious. She had never brought drugs before, but she had asked him for something strong that would lull her into a night of good deep sleep at night. To be honest, Eddie believed there could be other options, but who was he to say no or overlook a large sum of money? Even if he had offered a discount.

"I like it." She couldn't keep a smile on her face as she looked everywhere. It was unfortunate that someone had to live in such a cramped space. Especially two individuals.

Eddie chuckled and peered around uneasily. "Let me see." Where had he left it? Not in his room because if he had, he would have smoked or consumed it, so where?

He planned to grab the pills swiftly and hand them to Chrissy, as well as get the money and get her to leave the trailer before-.

"Ouch," Eddie turned back to find Chrissy stroking the back of her leg.

Oh no. "Are you okay?" He said, clearly worried.

"Yeah," she agreed, peering around again as though looking for something. "Do you have a cat?" No, he didn't. But he had something feistier. "I felt something scratching me."

Eddie fumbled. "Are you sure?" Someone was going to get in trouble. "It has to be Snickers." He spoke hurriedly. "This old lady lives next to my trailer," he said. "She has this tiny kitty that is a troublemaker and extremely good at hiding." As his gaze travelled from one spot to another, his statements became more forceful. "He enjoys getting into my trailer."

Scratching the back of his head, he proceeded to the sofa, slipping his hands between the cushions, looking for the drugs, but another shriek of agony sent him spinning.

Chrissy was stroking an area on the back of her head this time. "I swear I felt someone yanking on my hair."

Eddie sucked anxiously. "You said you hadn't slept, didn't you?" She nodded. "It could be your body tricking you."

Chrissy nodded. She was so desperate and fatigued at the time that she could easily believe anything. "Here they are!" Eddie was overjoyed.

"Thank you." As Eddie explained how to take them, she snatched the bag from him and hurriedly placed it into her backpack. Then he stopped talking as soon as she handed him the money. "I'm leaving now." Eddie agreed, hurrying to the door and opening it for her as Chrissy took one last look around before leaving.

Eddie sighed, laying his back against the door and shutting his eyes, taking a big breath when the door was closed and the cheerleader was far enough. "Lil' one," Eddie muttered, irritated.

From where you were hiding, you could sense his annoyance as he crossed his arms in front of his chest. "Come out." You kept quiet, knowing he was mad and would lecture you. "That was not funny." He continued, standing in the same spot and narrowing his eyes as if he could see you.

Your new hiding spot, on the other hand, was fantastic.

Eddie had hit the wall one day, enraged by something that had happened at school, and had made a denture out of it. He had covered it with a Black Sabbath poster to hide it from Uncle Wayne. You had pierced Ozzy Osbourne's eye, allowing you to remain concealed but observe everything from behind the picture.

"You were cruel, Y/N." You huffed. How could he label you as mean? He'd taken a female with him to the trailer. "Chrissy came here simply to get drugs, and you know it." You despised that. Well, Eddie was extremely attractive in your eyes, so perhaps the cheerleader's intentions were different. "What if you had scared her away and she decided not to buy?" Eddie would have lost a lot of money. "Or what if she had seen you?" You knew it was a horrible idea. If someone stumbled upon you, they would… Just thinking about it made you shiver. "She would have told others, and they would have come here to find you. They could take you away from me." The curly-haired lad shook his head, disappointed, and headed to his room, which meant he was no longer in your line of sight. 

You relaxed a little, looking around the dark space and knowing that you'd end up sleeping there solely to avoid Eddie. When you turned back to look through the hole, you were greeted by a massive brown eye with golden flecks. "I've got you." You exclaimed. How did he find you?

The poster was removed off the wall, bringing you face to face with Eddie. "New hiding place, uh?" You floated in front of his face, twiddling your fingers and toes. "Y/N. What drove you to do it?" You shook your head. "Don't give me that." You huffed, your arms crossed in front of your chest. "Hey, hey." He scoffed. "How come you're the one who's upset? I'm the one who's upset! You should not have done that, Y/N! Chrissy is a good girl." You gasped, pained. "What? No. What exactly are you saying?" You shrieked and flew slowly towards Eddie's bedroom. "I never said that she was a gooder girl than you! Why are you turning your back on me?" He was following you. "You little menace, I am the one who should be doing that."

Eddie shook his head, unhappy that you had turned the matter around, but he had to agree that when your entire complexion became red, signalling that you were angry, you looked very cute. However, this time the red had a slight blue tint to it, indicating that you were jealous.

"Done!" Eddie smiled as he lifted his Hellfire shirt. He'd stitched a pocket on the front of it, right next to his heart.

Eddie would go to class every day and return a couple of hours later because you would get terribly sick if he was gone for too long. Eddie was always worried while he was away.

He remembered that day after class when there was a tremendous thunderstorm. He had to wait at least 2 hours before getting in his van and driving to you, and when he got to the trailer, you were resting on his pillow with a high temperature. Eddie Munson had been scared to death.

You were perched on his shoulder, which was without a doubt your favourite spot. "I'm the master." You rolled your eyes as he complimented himself, not daring to say anything that might make his attitude worsen. 

The pocket was poorly sewn.

He'd used red thread for it, and it was rather visible, but at the very least, you'd be allowed to attend school with him. Hopefully, that Chrissy girl would not approach him.

Eddie had warned you to be a good girl on the way to school, and you had bobbed your head, pleased to be going to school with him. You were aware, though, that certain individuals caused him trouble, which bothered you.

Even though it was poorly made, the pocket was comfy. You were near enough to Eddie to feel his heartbeat on your back. For the time being, he appeared apprehensive, maybe because he was taking you to school for the first time and knew he would have to pay special attention to you.

Eddie strolled to the school doors after parking his van, softly tucking you farther into his pocket. He thought the way you grasped his shirt as you glanced about with big eyes was endearing, but he didn't want anyone noticing you.

He had been preoccupied, quietly smiling in your way when he toppled over. Jason and his gang had, of course, tripped him. "What are you grinning about, freak?" Jason yelled, causing bystanders to gaze their way and his goonies to laugh hysterically.

"Was wondering whether your dignity was on this level." He motioned to the ground. "Can't seem to find it." He grinned. "Must be even lower." Munson looked down as he patted his chest. You were in an unusual posture, which was most likely caused by Jason tripping Eddie. You promptly attempted to sit properly, rubbing your head to ensure that your hair was in perfect shape. Eddie breathed a sigh of relief, relieved that nothing had happened to you. Eddie mumbled, "I'm sorry, lil' one."

"Now you're talking on your own as if you couldn't be more of a freak." Eddie had come face to face with Jason as he got up from the ground, clutching his backpack. "I heard Chrissy was spotted with you." The mention piqued your interest. "You better not have touched any pretty hair in her head." His tone was low yet firm.

"I'm not interested, Jason." He was completely honest.

"You better." Eddie doubled over as Jason hit him in the stomach. He clutched his abdomen and gulped for oxygen. At the very least, everyone had gone to their lectures, and no one had witnessed Jason striking him. "Fuck off, freak." He smirked, turning around.

Eddie scowled at them before again checking his pocket. He wanted to puke, but not because he was in agony, but because you weren't in his shirt.

Eddie noticed the determination in your body as you flew towards the direction Jason had gone, ready to accomplish whatever you were thinking of doing. "No, no," he grumbled, quickly approaching you and grabbing one of your tiny wings with two of his fingers, making you curse. "What are you up to, tiny lady?" You pointed in that way, and Eddie smiled as he shook his head. "There's no need for you to protect my honour." You sneered and made angry motions with your arms. "I know, I know, but sometimes it's simply best to ignore some dudes, lil' one." You didn't want to dismiss that stupid kid. You intended to cause him pain. Perhaps you could squeeze him all over or tear his hair out. No one should ever approach Eddie Munson. "You're turning crimson." He chuckled, slipping you inside his pocket and caressing your face with the pad of his fingers. As you brushed your face on his thumb, one eye closed, he knew how to calm you down. "All right, let's go to class."

You finally understood why Eddie disliked school so much. It was extremely boring.

You'd sat through all of his lessons, fiddling with the rings on his left hand and sleeping on the palm of his hand a couple of times. Fortunately, he had constructed a barrier with his pencil case and a notepad that would conceal you if anyone happened to gaze in his way.

Eddie chuckled as he ate the food on his tray, glancing in Dustin's way.

You liked to move or float around the table at lunchtime, and Eddie assumed you would constantly attempt to take Dustin's fries since you liked taunting him.

Of course, Dustin didn't find it amusing, however, Eddie felt it was incredibly sweet to see you fly in his direction, holding a fry that seemed enormous compared to you, and of course, you'd always place the fry in his tray. Eddie would smile and say, "Thank you, sweetcheeks."

You'd go back to Eddie after snatching a couple of Dustin's fries and making him complain like "Eddie, discipline your tiny girl," sitting on the edge of his metallic tray and allowing him to scoop some soup with his spoon (he only ordered it for you) to feed you.

Eddie had liked bringing you to school from the first time he did, and everyone else did too, including Dustin, even if he tried to deny it. However, Eddie began to worry because the more you went to school with him, the more you witnessed Jason and his goonies insulting him, and he often had to stop you from doing something to them.

But there came a time when you couldn't be stopped.

During lunch, Eddie was conversing with his buddies, and you were gleefully stealing Dustin's fries, as you often did. Eddie, on the other hand, was surprised not to see you when he looked in the direction of Dustin's tray. His glance darted over the table, looking for you in case you were being mischievous with someone else, but there was no sign of you.

"Oh, fuck my life." Everyone at the table looked at him as soon as he mumbled such a thing, and when they didn't find you perched on his shoulder and swinging on strands of his hair, they worried too. "Where has she gone?" Eddie looked around, his eyes wide open. The hammering of his heart against his chest… What if someone had seen you? What if you were held captive?

"She's there!" Will pointed in the direction of Jason, who was eating lunch next to Chrissy and yelling obscenities. You were hovering behind his back, and if Chrissy turned around, she'd find herself face to face with you.

Eddie didn't even have to think about it, snatching his tray and sprinting towards Jason. You heard him approaching and turned to face him, only to be confronted by his stare. He would do anything to protect you, even if it meant risking his life so Eddie pretended to tumble, spilling his meal all over Jason and allowing you to flutter into his pocket without being spotted.

Everyone gasped as Jason sprang out of his chair, soup streaming down his hair and a murderous sneer on his face as he spun around, glaring at Eddie. "What the heck is your problem, you buffoon?" Eddie gulped quietly, trying not to take a step back. "You did it on purpose." He shouted.

"My bad, I stumbled."

"Over what?" His yells became louder. "Over your own fucking foot?" He took a step closer to Eddie, pushing him back. "You're done, weirdo." Eddie attempted to think of anything to do but before he could, all of Jason's goonies sprang up, ready to beat him.

He gulped as Jason walked closer to him, cracking his knuckles, and closed his eyes as he lifted his arm, preparing to punch him. However, he opened them as soon as he closed them after hearing shocked gasps and shouts.

And my goodness.

Jason Carver was floating in the air with his head down as if someone was dragging him from his feet and shaking him up and down. Eddie was the devil himself, he yelled as his jacket dropped over his face.

He laughed, thinking the scenario amusing.

Eddie walked back towards his table, still chuckling, as everyone else sought to aid Jason or avoided him, fearful of suffering the same fate. "It was hilarious, but I'm not going to forgive you so easily." Eddie's first remark as he leaned back on his table. "You could have been caught, Y/N. What would you do if you were found? What  would I do?" You were saddened because his voice sounded sorrowful. You couldn't just turn aside and let Jason hurt him. "But thank you for being concerned about me, lil' menace."

"D-Does he really understands what she's saying?" When you and Eddie began to argue, Steve's eyes widened and his jaw dropped open. He could only hear Eddie speak logical things, which was already too much for him. But he could only hear squeaks whenever you talked. "Do you understand what she's saying?"

"Absolutely not," Dustin responded while munching on some snacks he discovered in Eddie's kitchen. To be honest, those were the only treats that appeared appetising. "Only he appears to understand her." Eddie seemed to hear regular speech while everyone else heard squeaks. Dustin assumed Eddie's discovery of you was merely the result of fate.

"This is insane." Robin fixed her gaze on the curly-haired lad as he reprimanded the little figure hovering in front of his face.

"Because I told you so, Y/N!" Eddie mumbled, completely enraged. Squeak squeak. "What exactly did you say? What's wrong with that mouth of yours?" Squeak squeak. "I never say anything like that!" Squeak squeak. "No, no. This is far worse than when you said Black Sabbath merely shouts. Who in their right mind believes that?" Squeak squeak squeak. "You didn't go back there!" He beckoned you with his finger. "You realise you're a little motherfucker?" Squeak. "Did you just call me a motherfucker?!"

"You perish." Eddie smiled as he tossed the dice onto the table. Nonetheless, the outcome was not what he required to execute Dustin.

Fortunately for him, you had observed and kicked the dice, causing it to land in another position, causing Dustin to whine and argue that it was not fair since you two were cheating.

"How can you accuse my little pixie and me of cheating? You are the one who chose the worst option." Eddie sent a peek your way, delivering you one of his most fabulous smiles and a wink that made you feel all thrilled. "Come here." He muttered. You were quick to fly his way. "Well done, sweetcheeks." You moved in closer, pecking the tip of his nose.

Eddie was blushing this time, and he reddened even more as you tapped your lips with your fingertips. Eddie blushed whenever you requested that, especially in front of others, but knowing your temper, he was eager to do what you asked.

Eddie puckered his lips slightly, and you shot in that way, brushing up against a little section of his lip. His buddies' laughter was little in comparison to the joy on your face.

You yawned. "Are you tired?" Eddie nodded and placed his hand beneath your legs, allowing you to sit on his palm. "We'll be back home soon. I promise." He carefully slipped you inside his pocket. "You're safe and sound, little menace."

. . .

A/N: What did you guys think of it? I have more ideas for Tinkerbell!Reader plus King!Eddie.

"I should have known!" Mingi said, pushing away the wood and boulders off of him. "Hook would use a bomb on us since he knew we were here and now has took the boys." Mingi sighed, getting up from the dusty ground and removing the dust off his clothes. "I should have listened to Y/N...Y/N!" Mingi suddenly looked around him. It was dark and no golden light was shining around him.

"Y/N?" He called a little louder. Turning his head left and right to find where you were. But he stopped looking around when he heard a tinkering sound. Turning his head to the direction of the music. "Where are you, y/n?" Mingi called out louder. "Y/N?" Pushing away the block of wood in front of him, he finally found a faint golden light. "Y/N!" Mingi ran forward to you, but was stopped in his tracks when rocks fell down and created a barrier between you and him. But that didn't stop Mingi, big or small, he took the rocks away and threw it behind him, letting a hole fit enough for him to get through. "Y/N...are you alright?" This time his voice sounded softer and sadder, watching your golden glow slowly fading.

"The boys?" Mingi asked, crawling his way to the hole that created. Not minding the rocks that kept hitting his back and the back of his head. "I've gotta save you first!" Mingi continued to crawl his way through you, not wanting your golden glow to die down. "Hold on, y/n! Hold on!" He spoke, sounding desperate.

"Don't you go out, y/n!" Mingi said, his eyes starting to prick as he could feel the tears threatening to fall out of his eyes. "Don't you understand, y/n?" Mingi said, getting closer to you. Lifting up the rocks that fell on top of you. "You mean to me more than anything in this world!" At the exact same time, larger rocks started to fall down and Mingi quickly hovered on your top, using his body to cover you. When it stopped, Mingi turned his head to look at you. There was no more golden glow, no more tinking sounds from you. Instead, you were ice cold, eyes closed and wings down.

"I'm so sorry, y/n...I'm so sorry, y/n..." Mingi continued to repeat the words, his hands gripping on the dirt around him. Behind him, Captain Hook, a terrified looking Mr Smee and a few of his men spotted Mingi's back figure.

"Get him" He ordered.

"Which will it be, Mr Mingi - the pen or the plank?" Captain Hook threateningly asked, one hand holding a white feathered quill and his hook pointing at the wooden plank.

"I will never join your crew" Mingi mumbled, tied up in a wooden pole along with the seven lost boys besides him that are tied up as well.

"You have the decided...the plank" Captain Hook ushered Mingi towards the side of the ship. While the lost boys pleaded Mingi not to do it, Captain Hook noticed that someone was missing.

"You seem to be missing someone....why is y/n not with you?" He asks. At the mention of you, Mingi's jaw tensed and glared at him. "Could it be that you have failed on y/n again?" Captain Hook places a hand on top of his mouth dramatically. "Oh dear, poor y/n. Continously mistreated by you." He shook his head, Mr Smee crying along with him. "And I thought you had an ounce of meaning for her" Captain Hook finished.

But it was true. What Mingi feels for you is much deeper than you would thought of. Mingi didn't mind the dangers that was gonna come for him, but if it meant saving you, he would do so in a heartbeat.

As Mingi's arms and wrists were tied behind him, he was pushed to climb up and slowly walked over to the plank. While Mingi was walking towards the end, he thought of one thing: you. And at the end of the plank, he jumped down. Much to the horror of the lost boys but a pleasure to Hook and his men.

"Captain....no splash?" Mr Smee asked, a confused expression on his face. Captain Hook turned to look at him in rage and horror. "Not a sound" Captain Hook spoke, as he walked over to the side, he looked down at the waters.

"Not one ripple, Captain!"

"The water is calm!"

But on the other side of the ship, Mingi's eyes that were closed slowly opened. Seeing you finally with your golden glow and flying around him painted a smile on his lips. Excited and happy to see you alive, Mingi cupped your cheeks and placed a kiss on your lips before slowly sneaking behind to remove the ropes around the lost boys. Leaving you twirling around, blushing and drunkenly spinning after the kiss.

"How is that possible, Captain? Not a splash?" A crewmate asked besides Captain Hook. Already stressed, Hook turned to him with a smile. "So you want a splash?" He asked him before throwing him off the deck. "There's your splash!" He shouted, turning to face the remaining of his men. "Who's next?"

"You're next!" Mingi called, flying beside the pole. Soon, the lost boys fought off the rest of Captain Hook's men, throwing them off the boat and leaving Captain Hook to Mingi. Floating on top of the waters, you threw an amount of golden glitter down, creating a thread of tinking sounds. Captain Hook didn't know what you were trying to do until the head of the giant octopus popped up, its one eye already staring at him. With a wave of your hand, the giant octopus fell in front of him inside the ship. Slowly but dangerously did it came forward to Captain Hook. Scared as a giant octopus was coming for him, Captain Hook ran to the plank and jumped down, followed by the giant octopus.