So in an effort to commit to sharing my strange/bland/cliche au/fanfic ideas on this here Tumblr, I’d like to start off with a humble fanfic au I’m currently rotating in my head since I first saw Winter’s Tale (2014) not twelve hours ago.
Peter Lake: World’s Oddest Guardian Angel
This man does not remember his own name. He does not know how he got here and he doesn’t know why everything seems so much more… different. Bigger. Louder. Brighter. He has given up on naming himself, instead choosing to spend his days redrawing the same picture, in chalk, every day in the middle of Central Park.
This man, this man, who steals and stutters and has an Irish accent and long hair and can’t remember more than a few days ago, who has been alone for more time then he’s been around people, who alternates between suit jacket and old hoodies without reason, who’s a little rusty at charming but is picking up what you’re putting down…
This is the Guardian Angel of one Abby Gamely.