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witchthewriter · 1 year

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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐏𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐞'𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐲 𝐬/𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞

⤷ gender neutral, ambiguous race, and any size reader. Requests are open, thank you for reading!

a/n: The ages are a bit confusing, and I don’t feel comfortable writing about a s/o when the Pevensies are underage. So everyone is over the age of 18!

ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ

SFW🌿𝑩𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚:

After Aslan sends the Pevensies back to the human world, you’re absolutely heartbroken. You didn’t even get to say goodbye. But another lesson must be learnt by many of his people, and the Pevensies are once again needed.

𝑷𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒓

・Nearly falls to his knees when he sees you

・Like the world has stopped and everyone doesn’t exist

・Grabs ahold of you and presses you to him, kissing your face, cheeks, forehead, head.

・ “It’s you. It’s really you.”

・Is embarrassed because he isn’t ... well he isn’t important in the human world. He isn’t a king or a knight. Just a plain human like everyone else.

・And that would worry him. Because then you would see that there is a world full of sons of Adam and daughters of Eve. That maybe the prophecy wasn’t so important

“You can change into human form in this world too?”

“Yes, I guess I can!”

・Would drag you back to his siblings to show them that you’re here

・ “I have to tell you ...” He would stop suddenly and his cheeks begin to redden.

“Yes?”

“I’m not... I don’t have- Well we aren’t as well off here as we are in Narnia.”

・You would be shocked. Shocked that he would need to say that. But you understood Peter more than he knew. That’s why you worked so well as a pair. You knew why Peter felt certain things and thought in particular ways.

・Aslan gave you strict instructions not to stay in the human world too long, since time moved differently

・And your task was time sensitive

・ You would go and see his home, and how he lived. What was important to him.

・Then he’d want to show the rest of his siblings that you’re here

・ “No, no Peter. They’re already waiting. We have to go now.”

𝑺𝒖𝒔𝒂𝒏

・Being Susan’s s/o I think you would have studied as much of Earth as you could before going

・Because customs there are wildly different to those in Narnia

・When she first sees you, she thinks she’s in a dream

・Once she realises it’s real she starts to cry

・Is confused and worried. She wants to know how you got here, and if you’re stuck now

・Susan knows how frightening it is to travel to another universe, one that you never knew existed. And Earth is a much less exciting place than the fantastical world of Narnia.

・She soon becomes self-conscious because she holds no authority in this world.

・ “I know exactly what you’re thinking darling, and don’t let those thoughts take hold.”

・You know Susan inside and out. And part of your fairy powers was sensing emotions.

・Susan would look up at you sheepishly (only you would ever see this side of her)

・She would have a lot of questions, and not stop asking them until you had to shush her (she doesn’t like to be shushed)

・And she would want an explanation, she wouldn’t move until you told her

𝑬𝒅𝒎𝒖𝒏𝒅

・You felt nearly crazed by the time you see Edmund in the town square, his arms full of groceries.

・You stood back and watched him for a few moments, seeing how he fit in this world

・But when you tap his shoulder and he swings around, he drops everything he’s holding

・Takes your face in his hands and kisses you so deeply

・Is ecstatic but also ashamed. He doesn’t live in a castle, he barely has any money.

・Becomes red in the face almost instantly because he realises how stupid he must look. No longer a king with a crown, but a simple young man with

・The things he thought won you over are now no longer his to give (which is stupid of him to think because you didn’t fall in love with him over his wealth.)

・”I missed you so much”

・Is a bit teary actually, both of you are

・Takes you back home to show the rest of the Pevensie’s

・And you tell them all that they’re needed back in Narnia

𝑳𝒖𝒄𝒚

・You’re intrigued by the clothing of Earth and how people dress. It’s so different to what everyone wears (and doesn’t wear) in Narnia

・Confused why people want to shake your hand all the time

・Is very excited, she thought she’d never see you again after leaving Narnia.

・She would actually squeal seeing you, run and literally jump into your arms

・And she would look at you like you were perfection

・ “I do miss your wings though-”

・Wants to show you her home, her room, her belongings, what she does for fun.

・After a while she would ask if you were going to bring her back to Narnia

・And she would rejoice so loudly because your answer was yes

・Nearly jumped in glee when you said all of her siblings were coming too

・She knew she would go back though

・She always held hope for Narnia ... and for you

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aokoaoi · 2 years

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𝗙𝗔𝗡𝗧𝗔𝗦𝗬 ᵉᵈᵐᵘⁿᵈ ᵖᵉᵛᵉⁿˢⁱᵉ

(𝗇𝖺𝗆𝖾) 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗐'𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖽𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝖿 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖿𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗈𝗋 𝖪𝗂𝗋𝗄𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗈 𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖿𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗈𝗋'𝗌 𝗆𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗋 𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗋 𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗌. 𝖡𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗏𝗂𝖽𝗎𝖺𝗅𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌.

𝖲𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗌 𝖺 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝖾𝗍 𝖺𝗐𝖿𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖽𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝖺𝖽𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖯𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖾 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗈𝖿, 𝗎𝗇𝗋𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇𝗍 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖻𝖾 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗌𝗂𝖻𝗅𝖾, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖿𝖺𝗋 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍'𝖽 𝗌𝗁𝖾'𝗅𝗅 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗀𝖾𝗍. 𝖡𝗎𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖿𝗂𝖼 𝗆𝖺𝗇𝖺𝗀𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝖺𝗉𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗒?

𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗖𝗛𝗥𝗢𝗡𝗜𝗖𝗟𝗘𝗦 𝗢𝗙 𝗡𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗔.

𝖯𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝖼𝗅𝗎𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝖼 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗀𝖾𝖽 𝗎𝗉.

𝗇𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝖺 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝗅𝗈𝗍 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖾.

𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝖼/𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝖾𝗆-𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗂𝖾𝖽, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖿𝖾𝗆 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗌(𝗌𝗁𝖾/𝗁𝖾𝗋).

𝗙𝗔𝗡𝗧𝗔𝗦𝗬 𝖢𝖧𝖠𝖯𝖳𝖤𝖱𝖲.

ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜʀᴏɴɪᴄʟᴇs ᴏғ ɴᴀʀɴɪᴀ: ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪᴏɴ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪᴛᴄʜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʀᴅʀᴏʙᴇ.

ᶜʰᵃᵖᵗᵉʳ ᵒⁿᵉ | 𝗉𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌.

ᶜʰᵃᵖᵗᵉʳ ᵗʷᵒ | 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗎𝗉𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗋𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽𝗋𝗈𝖻𝖾.

ᶜʰᵃᵖᵗᵉʳ ᵗʰʳᵉᵉ | ...

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ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜʀᴏɴɪᴄʟᴇs ᴏғ ɴᴀʀɴɪᴀ: ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ ᴄᴀsᴘɪᴀɴ.

ᶜʰᵃᵖᵗᵉʳ ᵒⁿᵉ | ...

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ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜʀᴏɴɪᴄʟᴇs ᴏғ ɴᴀʀɴɪᴀ: ᴛʜᴇ ᴠᴏʏᴀɢᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀᴡɴ ᴛʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ.

ᶜʰᵃᵖᵗᵉʳ ᵒⁿᵉ | ...

I am entering my narnia phase

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t-marveland · 12 days

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𝐍𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐚 | peter pevensie

Peter Pevensie x Reader

Warnings : aucun

Mots : 85

Masterlist

Tu étais dans le train avec tous tes bagages pour partir rejoindre ta famille loin de Londres. Tu passais devant chaque cabine dans l'espoir de trouver une place quand tu en vis une. Tu ouvris la porte et passas ta tête dans l'entrebâillement.

❝━ Excusez-moi ?❞

Un jeune garçon leva la tête et planta ses yeux dans les tiennes.

❝━ Puis-je m'asseoir ?❞

Il hocha frénétiquement la tête en signe de réponse et tu allas t'installer, bien contente d'avoir trouvé une place.

#reader insert #x reader #gif imagine #le monde de narnia #narnia #the chronicles of narnia #tcon #chronicles of narnia #peter pevensie

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vinnieswife · 9 months

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The sword room

Peter Pevensie x reader

words: 880

warnings: smut, oral sex (fem! receiving), peter being a little shit

"He wants to destroy me." You rolled your eyes.

"I think you could definitely beat him ... and then ... give him to me" Edmund smirked at your response, Caspian kept looking down and then looked back up at the two of you, as you were starting to argue about who has who.

"Don't worry Cas, just go out there and kick their smug asses."

"Right." Caspian hugged you as he shook Edmund's hand. Caspian pulled his mask over his head and grabbed his sword as he ran off towards the field.

"Ed?" You asked, as you went to sit in the stands. Peter Pevensie looked at you and all you could think of was his strong, warm body leaning against yours as he kissed you feverishly. You could almost imagine the smile he was giving you as he ran up and down your body. You look up at Edmund, a smile twining your lips. He glares at you.

"Don't even think about it missy, your brother would kill you and then kill me for letting you do it."

Halfway through the games, you could feel the tension getting tighter and tighter. Peter was aiming for Caspian, who was trying to stay away from Tummnus, who was the supposed assassin trying to kill all the supernatural beings in Narnia.

"He's doing really well." I nodded, leaning my head against his shoulder.

"Yeah. That other one, Peter. Caspian doesn't like him."

"I can feel it."

"Why is he looking at you like that?"

"I don't know. By the way, I'm going to run to the warehouse, okay? I'll talk to you in a bit."

"Sure." He nods. You head to the warehouse, completely dodging the many suits of armor that were stored there. As you sigh, leaning against the wall, you felt a tap on your shoulder. Startled, you turn around.

"Peter?" he smiled lowering his head "hello darling" you smiled back "I've missed you, I barely saw you today" his lips were about to touch yours.

"What if Caspian sees us?" you whisper, looking into his eyes through your lashes. “let him see then” he moved closer, his other hand landing on the other side of your neck. His heartbeat quickens, the closer he gets, your feet instinctively recoil, until your back presses against the rock wall. As his chest leans into yours, you take a deep breath, trying to control yourself.

"Please Pete." You whimper, reaching your hands out to grab his forearms. He gripped your waist tighter, before pressing his lips to yours. Your eyes closing, before he moved closer, sliding your body closer. He bent down slightly, due to the large height difference between the two of you.

"Fuck, Peter." You gasped, as he pulled your shirt over your head. You looked up at him passionately, before jumping up, your legs wrapping around him. His hands remained at your sides, not touching you in the slightest. He found it incredibly sexy, that you could practically stay with him. You look down at his bright, beautiful face, biting your lip. You leaned down, as his hands reach for your ass, squeezing.

He pushed you against one of the warehouse benches, leaning over. He stopped to admire you for a second. You unbuttoned your skirt and slid the drawstring down seductively, before a hand slipped under your underwear. He rubbed you gently, sliding one hand up to cup your left breast.

He raised his eyebrows, "Damn, y/n." He groaned, tearing at your thighs and tugging at the remaining fabric. He moved your panties aside and licked your clit. You gasped, your fingers curling into his blond hair. He inserted two fingers into your slit, curling them instantly. You wiggled against his fingers, "Mmm, you like that?" The vibrations sent you into overdrive as Peter muttered the dirty words.

"Shit, Pete! Please!"

"Mm-mm." He shakes his head, before returning to sucking on your clit. He pulls away, drying his hands on his trousers, "I have a game to attend sweetheart." You stand up, your eyes bright with anger and disappointment.

"You didn't."

"Didn't what?" He smirked, running a hand through his hair.

"You're an asshole."

"I give you a reason to come back, am I right?" He spreads his arms wide to prove his point. You glare at him and tie up your skirt and shirt. You fixed your hair, while he gave you an amused look. Your storm passed him, you bumped your shoulder into his in "accident".

Peter walks behind you until you reach the gates of the camp, he left a kiss on your cheek. You scream, seeing him wink at you. He puts his helmet back on and runs into the field, excusing himself over the toilet and feeling dizzy. You stare in awe at the scene before running over to Edmund, who raises his eyebrows at you.

"I'll tell Caspian." He stands up, about to run towards your older brother. You push him down, seating him again.

"Tell him what?"

"That you had sex with Peter!" He ran off and you sighed.

"We didn't have sex." You bit your lip and looked at the man who knocked the wind out of you in the sword store, "Not yet."

#cute imagine #fluff imagine #soft imagine #cute #smut imagine #love #soft #peter pevensie imagine #peter pevensie #peter pevensie cute #peter pevensie smut #william moseley #william moseley imagine #the chronicles of narnia #the chronicles of narnia imagine #the chronicles of narnia smut

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fandom-oneshots-etc · 11 months

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Requests are OPEN🎉

Dear All,

Requests are now OPEN! Please feel free to send in your requests. I have listed the characters that I write for below the ‘keep reading’ line. A few things to remember:

I do NOT write ships like Buddie etc. I only write Reader-Inserts.

I only write for characters mentioned in the list as well as any that have been added under the Additional Characters sections on my Masterlist.

I have not yet written SMUT fics, but I am not opposed to doing so.

I do not currently have an uploading schedule, but I will try to get any requests done ASAP.

That’s all there is to say, so feel free to request!

Thanks,

Emily xoxo

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Eddie Diaz

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9-1-1 LONE STAR

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Peter Parker

Steve Rogers

Thor Odinson

Tony Stark

BRASSIC

Vinnie O'Neil

CASTLE

Javier Esposito

Kevin Ryan

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CHICAGO FIRE

Kelly Severide

Matt Casey

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CHRONICLES OF NARNIA

Edmund Pevensie

Peter Pevensie

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Aaron Hotchner

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Riven

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Fred Weasley

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v1olentdelights · 5 months

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Timeless

Peter Pevensie x reader, George Karim x reader, Peter Parker x reader, allusion to Remus Lupin x reader Summary: There is a type of love that exists in all universes, and maybe, just maybe, you have that love... Trigger Warning: mentions of crying I think and being disgustingly in love, there is a mention of a tough mission - marvel, in the 3rd italicized part if you need to skip that also, the main plot/timeline doesn't have an actual character that is specified, so insert whoever. a/n: I spent an unbelievable amount of time on this, and literally all my self-esteem is resting on this rn, slay, please let me know if you like it!! -- each piece is inspired by a taylor swift song, and it is all based on her song Timeless, also pleeease understand who the old lady is! Otherwise I've failed at writing!

It had been about 2 years together now, 3 as friends, and you were madly in love. It felt as if you had known each other far longer, you couldn’t exactly place it, but it felt as if you knew each other in another lifetime. You had been out looking for an anniversary gift, nothing too eccentric, but perfect. The downtown area was small enough and the weather was the perfect type of gloomy for you to walk around. You had been going in and out of shops you knew, but when you stumbled across a unique looking door with vines climbing up the side of the building something drew you in.

Stepping in you were immediately engulfed in the smell of flowers, old books, and something sweet that you couldn’t quite place. The store was a beautiful mix of old and new, and the lady at the counter seemed to know exactly how you were feeling. You smiled at one another before you walked over to where the books were laid out. Most of them seemed like books you may take a glimpse at before moving on, but something caught your eye. The title seemed to be handwritten, picking it up you began to flip through it immediately being sucked in.

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The couple raced through the field, many years earlier they would have been worried that the trampled flowers would not recover. However, that was not the Narnian way, the flowers seemed to almost instantly spring back to life. Things seemed to thrive here, and even when things had passed, it was never sad, more of a celebration.

Peter, the High King had been forcibly dragged out of his study by his wife, though there were grumbles about papers and deals that needed to be taken care of, they were soon hushed. You were dancing and running in the field. The shrill of laughter could be heard for miles as Peter picked you up by your waist from behind. You could feel his lips on your neck and shoulders, pressing loving kisses to your warm skin.

“You, my love, are wonderful!” Pressing another kiss to your shoulder he then began to tickle your sides. Your body thrashed as you laughed, a sound he wished he could play over and over again. After escaping you fell softly to the ground, Peter beside you. Turning to look at his face, you let yourself remember the many years you had spent together growing and loving one another.

“And you, darling, are just as delightful.” Stretching a bit, you pressed a kiss to his jaw to reaffirm your statement. You both sighed quietly while taking in the moment, the sun was shining not too bright, the flowers created a beautiful aroma, and your lover was laying by your side.

“Do you remember what you said to me the night you proposed?” You smile at the memory, Peter had spent weeks courting you, and even longer trying to win your father over.

“Of course I do.” He scoffs as if he is hurt that you’d ever think he’d forget. “And I think it has to be one of the most romantic things ever.” You hit his chest, both of you chuckling.

“‘I love you, and that’s all I really know?’ That is the most romantic thing ever said?” Again he feigned hurt by slapping a hand over his chest.

“How dare you? I do believe you are the one who said yes, and then proceeded to stay with me all these years.” You roll your eyes, perhaps you had decided to stay with him, he was so wonderful after all. “Of course I did, because I love you Peter.”

“And I love you, my heart.” You roll over to lay half way on his chest before pressing your lips to his, and you smile knowing that you wouldn’t trade this for the world.

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You decided the book might be one of the most enthralling and beautiful stories you’ve ever read. The story wildly resembled the love you shared with your boyfriend, so of course you had to purchase it. Though you still continued to peruse the shop. There were little trinkets here and there, a few older looking hair brushes accompanied by hand held mirrors; there were some old children's toys easily making you smile at the thought of two young friends playing. Then you saw the most beautiful set of tea cups sitting next to each other. Again, a smile found its way to your face, you could only think about an old couple sitting together, perhaps the friends that played with the toys, enjoying a nice cup of tea while watching the sun set.

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With The Problem, your options in life had been very limited, one of those options being friends. So you were stuck with your next door neighbor, George Karim. If there was one word to describe him, it was weird, and he knew it too. But that was what made you even closer. It was hard when he moved away, you were still somewhat young but the bond you formed was something that seemed much older. Yet you were left all alone again.

“George Karim, you better not forget about me! I’ll find you in the future.” your little voice sounded so broken, and his was as well.

“I can’t forget about my best friend.” He said as if it was a fact, a promise even. So you sealed it with a pinky promise and then tugged one another into a hug.

Spending years in a regular school because you didn’t have a talent was boring. Everyone seemed to almost ignore The Problem, when all you wanted to do was talk about it. There was one boy who tried to pursue you, he faked interest in the problem to get a chance with you in bed. Of course you did nothing less than physically kicking him out of the house, but since then things seemed to be dull, black and white almost. So you decided to do something more with your life.

Having seen an ad in the paper for a researcher you promptly took action. Knocking on the door of 35 Portland Row was nothing but horrific. What if you had managed to get the address wrong, or what if it was a group of older much scarier men? Your mind wouldn’t stop spinning, that was until the lock could be heard turning and the door swung open. The boy hadn’t even looked up at you before speaking.

“If you’re here about the position, you have about 5 minutes because it is almost te-”

“Tea time. 3 o'clock tea time.” Your voice held hope, something you hadn’t felt in a long time.

“Exactly.” He sounded almost agitated, but then he looked up at you, and all the disdain washed from his face. You smiled slightly, but were caught off guard as he almost tackled you in a hug.

“It’s you!” pulling back, though he still held onto your shoulders. “You found me.” It was more of a statement than a question.

“A pinky promise is not to be broken, right?” Your smile was so bright he was sure you could turn the gloomy day bright, technically you already had. He quickly ushered you inside, passing what you assumed was the makeshift interview room, George told the other boy that you needed a bit of tea prior to your interview.

As you got situated at the dining table you watch him move about the kitchen, quickly heating up the water while pulling out different types of tea. He was humming an old song, one your mother used to play while you and he would play in the living room.

“My favorite!” a bit surprised but grateful, he turned to face you.

“I know,” he smiled sweetly, and oh how you missed that smile. “I can’t seem to forget it.”

You spent more time than necessary letting the tea get to a reasonable drinking temperature and even more time getting caught up with one another. All the while you couldn’t help but think that it was much more than just change that brought you back together; and that you were excited for these sweet nothings to continue.

—

By the time you had come out of your little daydream, you had realized it had begun to rain. And though you loved the rain, you weren’t in the proper attire for it.

“Why don’t you stay a bit longer dear, I can sort you out some tea and we can talk to pass the time.” The old lady at the counter, who you almost forgot about, said.

“Oh, thank you but that’s too kind I wouldn’t-”

“Don’t be silly, it is rare that I get company.” She politely interrupted, now you didn’t have the heart to tell her no. As she trailed off into the back room you let yourself peruse the tables a bit long, but a sharp yelp of laughter caught your attention, you looked outside to see a young couple jumping in the newly formed puddles. The boy looked at the girl as if she had hung the moon.

—

It had been one of the toughest missions you had ever been on. After receiving an anonymous tip about a bombing about to happen, you and Natasha had been partnered together to evacuate the building as quickly as possible. Thankfully, with great struggle, you had managed to save everyone. But the possibility of failure still weighed heavily on your chest. So when you got home you packed a plate full of food, grabbed some water, and went up to your room to change and lay on your bed.

You had been alone for all of 30 minutes, enough time to finish your food and enough to be on the cusp of falling asleep. But that quickly ended when there was a quiet knocking on the door. The grumble you let out should be enough for the other person to understand that you wanted to be left alone, but it wasn’t. The door creaked open, and you could tell it was him before he even set foot into your room.

“I heard it was a tough one.” Thankfully his voice was quiet and calm, otherwise you might have chucked a pillow at him. “I thought maybe you could use some company.” With a nod of acceptance, he made his way to lay down next to you. Reaching a hand out, he took it pulling you closer until you were laying on his chest.

“I love you.” he then pressed a kiss to your head, and all felt right.

After some time there was a light patter of rain on your window and suddenly you had some energy rushing through your body.

“Peter, come on!” You exclaimed quietly. He opened his eyes groggily, though you knew he wasn’t actually sleeping. You grabbed his hand again just like you had about an hour ago, though this time you were dragging him up and out of bed. “Put your shoes on!” This time you were louder as you hopped about on one foot as you attempted to put on your sneakers.

You had him following you out, but the second he felt the water droplets hitting his body he squished his face all up. But you had missed it, you were too busy jumping in puddles, the ends of your pants were now soaked, and your socks were far beyond dry, but you could care less. And Peter could care less about the rain dripping down his face, all he cared about was your laugh and how every time you looked as though you couldn’t get happier, you did.

“Pete, come one, don’t make me jump around all by myself!” And who was he to deny you. Soon your found yourselves soaked to the bone,

“You are the only person I’d dance with in a storm in my best pair of sweatpants.” He chuckled as you purposefully splashed him.

“I know, and I love it!”

—

“Dear, the tea is ready!” the lady called out from upstairs, ” You tore your gaze away from the couple finding yourself more intrigued the further up you went into the store. It gradually got lighter, the walls were soon covered in a yellow daisy pattern wallpaper. And soon you were welcomed by walls full of pictures, there were stacks of books all around the living room, and a few candles that looked as though they were on their last legs.

You found the woman in the kitchen standing on her tippy toes to reach for the sugar. Swiftly taking action you reached up from behind her and pulled the sugar down for her.

“My husband used to always get that for me.” She lets out a chuckle, but it doesn’t hold any tone of sadness. “Now please, have a seat!” She pointed towards the small sunroom you hadn’t noticed.

“This is beautiful, I didn’t know apartments could have sunrooms anymore.” You gently grazed a few of the trailing plants, out of your eye you could have sworn you saw one move.

“I know, they usually don’t. But when I begged my husband, he couldn’t help but give in!” You met her on the couch, observing the house. It was quiet for a bit, but it wasn’t uncomfortable which was rather unexpected seeing as you were sitting with a stranger.

“What was your husband like?” You broke the silence. She smiled at you as if she was waiting for you to ask that. Standing up she mumbled something about staying put while she rummaged through her living room before finding what she was looking for.

As she made her way back to you and you found your heart filling, in her hands she held 4 picture books. She plopped them down on the table before pulling the top one off. The outside was covered in stickers, and on the front was ‘1974’, she traced it with her finger before flipping it open. The inside was just as decorated, there were drawings and captions around a whole bunch of photos.

“This was the year I met my husband, Remus. He’s the tall one right there.” She said fondly while pointing to the boy with a healing cut across his cheek. Next to him were 3 other boys and a girl with red hair, each wearing matching ties, school issued you assumed.

“And who are the others?” She was quick to begin her explanation of how they all met. Apparently the four boys had known one another since their first year, but then the red head, Lily, and herself had slowly integrated into the group with some of their other friends.

“We were such a rambunctious group, that one,” she pointed to a black haired boy, “was always causing the most chaos. But he had a troubled home life, so we were more gracious with him. And later his younger brother came along and joined our group.” She was flipping through the pages, you saw photos of the group out by a lake, some of parties, at least 2 of a buck in the room, though you chose not to comment on that. Then she reached for the next book, titled 1975-1977.

The pictures progressed into pictures of younger her and her husband, a few of them standing near one another on snowy paths, others where they are fully dressed in red and gold, again assuming it was a part of a school event. Though you were entranced by the photos, all you could do was admire the woman’s devotion and absolute adoration that she seemed to hold for her late husband. It seemed as though she had loved him longer than he had even known.

“My was he handsome, always was.” she continued to stare at one particular picture.

You assumed it was the day they had gotten engaged by the size of her smile, and the ring on her finger that hadn’t been there before. She stood next to Remus, who was staring down at her with a fond smile.

“He was handsome. What was he like?” You were unsure if that was the right question to ask by the saddened look she held, but it was soon erased as she looked up at you. She let out a laugh as tears spilt over.

“Remus was a quiet one, shy but also very cocky. He was a genius, in fact he had his own little study group, he helped tutor some of the younger grades. But my oh my was he mischievous, he was the brains behind all the wild schemes he and his friends put up.” Then she turned her attention to the flat. “He adored books, as you can see. I loved them too, but I think to him, they were an escape. He used to read them to me as well.” She trailed off quietly for a moment. The more she talked about him, the more you felt as if you recognized him, recognized their relationship. But you chose not to say anything about it.

“But enough of that sad nonsense! I’m sure you have far better things to attend to, I sense there is something special happening tonight?” you shook your head before finishing the rest of your tea.

“I appreciate this, truly!” Offering her a kind smile, you pulled out your wallet in preparation for paying, but she put her hand over yours.

“No, don’t worry about it dear, I believe these items chose you. I would feel better if you had them as if they were already yours.” As you were about to protest, she began pushing you back towards the door and out into the street. “Have fun this evening, dear.” She smiled before shutting the door in your face.

—

“Darling, I am home!” You said with a raised voice. Today had been something else entirely and you were excited to tell him all about it. The smell of food wafted through the hallway pulling you towards the kitchen. But you weren’t met with your lover, you were met with your friend instead.

“Analise? What are you doing here?” There is no point in denying that you were a bit disappointed that she was here, today was your special day with your boyfriend.

“What are you talking about? I’m not here.” Now you were truly perplexed, the smirk that she wore didn’t help at all.

“I-” she simply grabbed your elbow and walked you outside to your small backyard. Then you understood why she was there. There was a small table set out in the yard near your flower garden, with two chairs and some lights hanging around the yard. And there stood your lover, smiling brightly. Tears grew in your eyes, how special this was.

“Hello, my love.” He stepped forward to press a kiss to your lips.

“What is all this?” your voice was barely above a whisper as you looked around.

“For you. I wanted to do something special for our anniversary.” Now he led you over to sit down across from him.

The evening held some light conversation, by the end your stomach was happy and your heart felt light.

“I hope you saved room for dessert.”

“I always have room for dessert, silly!” Your laugh was as beautiful as a sunset, at least that’s what he thought. You turned to face the house, Analise was bringing out a small tray of cupcakes, and while your back was turned, and your mouth was drooling, you missed the sound of your love moving. As Analise set the tray down you turned to ask your love which you should eat first, you noticed he was gone. Spinning in your chair to face the opposite direction you saw your love down on one knee.

“Have I known you 20 seconds or 20 years?” he says with a slight smile. “Honestly, honey, I have no idea, but I’ve loved you three summers now, honey, but I want ‘em all. I’m gonna love you when our hair is turning gray. And I will spend every day for the rest of my life showing how much I love you.”

Vigorously shaking your head yes, you launched yourself at him holding on tight around his neck, hoping to never let him go.

“Yes, a thousand times yes!” Your voice was somewhat quiet, making the moment more intimate. “We’re gonna be timeless.”

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redthreadoffate · 2 years

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likeevalikeeve’s mini-celebration

so i’m celebrating my 1,050 followers (i know it isn’t much compared to others but hey, i can be happy about it, right?)!

*more under the cut

wasn’t supposed to tag mutuals as to not disturb them, but... here we go! @trumpkinhotboy @angel-cap @everythingnerdyxoxo @mimatosstuff @himetsundere @dutchforstrangers @ri-ships-takari @tangledupblue @earlgreymon @ashandpikachu @singinprincess etc. no worries if you don’t want to participate! this is just a little thing. please tell me if you want to be removed!

as a thank you to those who follow me, and especially my mutuals, i will be accepting requests for any of these (i have the right to refuse though):

celebrities/influencers

anthony mackie x reader

ben hardy x reader

chris evans x reader

sebastian stan x reader

tom holland x reader

william moseley x reader

criminal minds

matt simmons x reader

spencer reid x reader

digimon

mimi tachikawa

hikari yagami

taichi yagami & sora takenouchi

yamato ishida & mimi tachikawa

takeru takaishi & hikari yagami

jianliang lee & ruki makino

koichi kimura

harry potter

george weasley & katie bell

oliver wood x reader

inception

ariadne

arthur & ariadne

eames x reader

law & order: special victims unit

sonny carisi x reader

marvel

bucky barnes x reader

sam wilson x reader

peter parker x reader

the chronicles of narnia

caspian x x reader

edmund pevensie x reader

peter pevensie & eva skye bellamy (*they’re my grandparents’ names, not mine)

top 30 animanga ships

akatsuki no yona - hak & yona

akkuma no riddle - tokaku azuma & haru ichinose

alice 19th - kyo wakamiya & alice seno

*bleach - ichigo kurosaki & orihime inoue

cells at work! - white blood cell & red blood cell

d.n. angel - daisuke niwa & riku harada

devils line - yuki anzai & tsukasa taira

digimon adventure - takeru takaishi & hikari yagami

*fate series - shirou emiya & rin tohsaka

ghost hunt - naru shibuya & mai taniyama

ginban kaleidoscope - pete pumps & tazusa sakurano

harukanaru toki no naka de - tenma morimura & akane motomiya

kamigami no asobi - apollon agana belea & yui kusanagi

kawaii dake ja nai shikimori-san - yuu izumi & micchon shikimori

*kaze no stigma - kazuma yagami & ayano kannagi

kenka bancho otome: girl beats boys - rintaro kira & hinako nakayama

koi to yobu ni wa kimochi warui - ryo amakusa & ichika arima

koroshi ai - ryang-ha song & chateau dankworth

la storia dell arcana famiglia - liberta & felicita

magic knight rayearth - lantis & hikaru shidou & eagle

mahoutsukai no yome - elias ainsworth & chise hotori

marmalade boy - yuu matsuura & miki koishikawa

shin shirayuki-hime densetsu pretear - hayate & himeno awayuki

shintei tantei yakumo - yakumo saito & haruka ozawa

*spy x family - damian desmond & anya forger

*tenkuu no escaflowne - van fanel & hitomi kanzaki

tesla note - kuruma tanaka & botan negoro

*yashahime: princess half-demon - hisui & setsuna

yu yu hakusho - yusuke urameshi & keiko yukimura

zombie-loan - chika akatsuki & michiru kita

(*super selected)

i will also be doing a top 30 + selected prompts thing, though I’m not going to do it everyday. i realized i’m too ambitious, hehe. so I’ll be doing this during my own free time. what i do need help with is which ships and prompts i should write for first; you can fill this form here.

and, another treat for anyone who wants, send me a “meet cute” prompt + a ship/reader insert (listed above) and i’ll write a super mini-fic about it (3-5 sentences).

and for mutuals! send me a *🐾* and i’ll tell you my super first thought/s about you.

so that’s it! i know this wouldn’t be a big hit but hey, i tried, right? thank you!

#type: eve celebrates #what do i tag here...#you know what let this post be a post by itself

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yearninqheart · 2 years

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. . . . guidelines !

STATUS: OPEN

Forms of fanfiction that I am willing to write includes: blurbs/drabbles, imagines, oneshots, and headcanons.

what can you expect from my writing?

Angst, typically. I do write other genres such as fluff, hurt/comfort, hurt/no comfort and possibly festive themed works

Gender-Neutral!Reader—I’ll probably only be writing reader inserts to be gender-neutral using they/them pronouns (if not, none) because that’s what I’m most used to but I’m willing to try fem! or male!reader if requested

Non-Reader Inserts. Could be only focusing on one character or be a canon (or fanon) ship between two characters

Second or Third Person POV. Usually Second Person but I may alternate between the two for certain pieces

Slow updates lmao. I do not have the time and energy to be constantly writing and I’m not going to force myself to so I’ll just be uploading whenever I am able to.

what won’t you see from my writing?

Smut

Pregnancy

Personalized Fics

who can you see me writing for?

please note that if i list a group of people as one (you’ll see below) that just means I was too lazy to write out their individual names.

THE SANDMAN

Dream of The Endless

The Corinthian

THE UMBRELLA ACADEMY

The Hargreeves Siblings

Lila Pitts

ONCE UPON A TIME

Emma Swan

Regina Mills

Henry Mills

Captain “Killian” Hook

Peter Pan

Felix

Jefferson

THE MAZE RUNNER

Gally

Newt

Minho

Thomas

HARRY POTTER

The Marauders

Regulus Black

Lily Evans

Barty Crouch Jr.

Tom Riddle

The Golden Trio

Pansy Parkinson

Draco Malfoy

Blaise Zabini

Theodore Nott

Daphne Greengrass

Luna Lovegood

FANTASTIC BEASTS

The Scamander Brothers

Nagini

THE CHRONICLES OF NARNIA

The Pevensie Siblings

Caspian

#yearninqheart #guidelines

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luminouslywriting · 2 years

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Rules/Characters I Write For

1. I will not be writing any smut, so don't ask for it....spice on the other hand (totally allowed :)

2. All imagines will be directed towards the reader who is a female or gender neutral. This means I AM NOT inserting names or personalized characters that you, the reader comes up with.

Example: Y/N can be the sibling of (insert character), but she/they will not have a name that you request

Bad Example: Lyssa is the sister of (insert character), and here's her entire backstory...etc.

3. Please be respectful and don't steal from me. It takes me time to come up with these ideas.

4. I have the right to reject any requests/imagines/preferences that I feel uncomfortable writing about.

5.. Your request may require me to get more information from you about the idea you have or the character you want said reader to end up with.

6. Occasionally I do talk about mature subjects such as depression, self-harm, eating disorders, bullying, etc. I will have trigger warnings posted at the beginning of each chapter.

7. I am in college and this takes me a long time to write out sometimes. Please be patient and understanding.

Characters I Write For:

MCU: (Note that I will do familial/platonic female characters x reader)

Example: (Can I get a Natasha Romanoff x daughter reader?)

-Tony Stark

-Steve Rogers

-Peter Parker

-Thor

-Loki

-Bucky Barnes

-Scott Lang

-T'Challa

-Moon Knight

(Note that I will do Agents of Shield Team imagines, that means it's not relationships, but the entire team) Example: (Can I get a AOS team x anxious reader?)

(Also accepting requests for Alex Summers/Havok)

BATFAMILY: (Note that I will do familial/platonic female characters x reader) (These will include Kate Kane, Barbara Gordon, Stephanie Brown, Cassandra Cain, and Selina Kyle)

-Bruce Wayne (Gotham and other versions)

-Dick Grayson

-Jason Todd

-Tim Drake

-Damian Wayne

YOUNG JUSTICE/Live Action Titans/Teen Titans

-Dick Grayson

-Wally West

-Conner Kent

-Roy Harper

-Tim Drake

-Bart Allen

-Team Imagines (As a group, usually platonic)

-Female YJ Characters in familial or platonic ways

-Robin (Teen Titans Version)

-Nightwing (Titans)

-Jason Todd (Titans)

-Garfield Logan (Titans)

-Superboy (Titans)

NARNIA: (NOTE THAT I WILL DO PLATONIC/FAMILIAL FEMALE IMAGINES/X READERS)

-Peter Pevensie

-Edmund Pevensie

-Caspian

-The Pevensie Siblings (platonically or familial)

PERCY JACKSON: (NOTE THAT I WILL DO PLATONIC/FAMILIAL FEMALE IMAGINES/X READERS)

-Percy Jackson

-Luke Castellan

-Jason Grace

-Leo Valdez

-Frank Zhang

-The 7

-Any other characters will have to be specifically requested and I reserve the right to reject the request

HARRY POTTER: NOTE THAT I WILL DO PLATONIC/FAMILIAL FEMALE IMAGINES/X READERS)

-Harry Potter

-Fred Weasley

-George Weasley

-Draco Malfoy

-Golden Trio Era (Group/platonic)

-Newt Scamander

-Theseus Scamander

-Scamander Era (Group/Platonic)

-James Potter

-Sirius Black

-Remus Lupin

-Regulus Black

-Marauders Era (Group/Platonic)

STAR WARS: NOTE THAT I WILL DO PLATONIC/FAMILIAL FEMALE IMAGINES/X READERS, INCLUDES: LEIA, PADME, AHSOKA, REY, HERA, SABINE, AND OTHERS IF SPECIFIED)

-Obi-Wan Kenobi

-Anakin Skywalker

-Kanan Jarrus/Caleb Dume

-Ezra Bridger

-Luke Skywalker

-Han Solo

-Finn

-Poe Dameron

-Kylo Ren

-Prequels Trio (Platonically): Obi-Wan, Anakin, Padme

-Original Trio (Platonically): Leia, Luke, and Han

-Sequels Trio (Platonically: Rey, Finn, and Poe

STRANGER THINGS: (NOTE THAT I WILL DO PLATONIC/FAMILIAL FEMALE IMAGINES/X READERS)

Note that 90% of these will be friendship x readers

-Steve Harrington

-Eddie Munson

-The kids (Dustin, Mike, Lucas, Will, El, Max, and Erica) (WILL BE PLATONIC/SIBLING/FRIENDSHIP)

#starwars #youngjustice #marvel #harrypotter #percyjackson #narnia #batfam

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jadehuntressqueen · 2 years

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Dreams

Masterlist

The first thing that registered was the bed covers shifting around you, and not by your own doing. Next was the quickened breathing beside you. You sat up and glanced down.

His brow was creased in fear, or sadness. Small whimpers left his lips as he thrashed side to side.

“Baby wake up,” you placed a gentle hand on his shoulder. This action shocked him into wakefulness and he shot upright. “Hey, hey, you’re okay,” you cooed, “It’s okay darling, it was just a dream.” His trembling body curled into your side as you brushed his hair. “Just a dream.”

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ao3feed-petermj · 2 months

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Documentaries from Disposable Cameras

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/Bq7lAxW by shaded_echoes Outtakes, excerpts, and AUs of the series Words: 1698, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Series: Part 2 of By the Lion and the Eagle Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Marvel, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Chronicles of Narnia (Movies), Chronicles of Narnia - All Media Types, Chronicles of Narnia - C. S. Lewis Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Edmund Pevensie/Reader, Tony Stark & Reader, Pepper Potts/Tony Stark, Steve Rogers/Natasha Romanov, James "Bucky" Barnes & Natasha Romanov, Yelena Belova/Peter Pevensie, Lucy Pevensie/Johnny Storm, Darcy Lewis/Matt Murdock, Michelle Jones/Peter Parker, Harley Keener/Cassie Lang, Shuri/Riri Williams, Happy Hogan/Aunt May Parker, Carol Danvers/James "Rhodey" Rhodes, James "Bucky" Barnes/Sarah Wilson Additional Tags: Reader is Tony Stark's Daughter, Peter Parker is Tony Stark's Biological Child, Tony Stark is Darcy Lewis's Parent, Natasha Romanov is James "Bucky" Barnes's Daughter, Harley Keener is Tony Stark's Adopted Child, Reader-Insert, Other Additional Tags to Be Added read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/Bq7lAxW

#spideychelle #PeterMJ #petermjane

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witchthewriter · 2 years

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Hello wifey! Just wanted to drop in a request for a Chronicles of Narnia headcanon. Specifically dating Susan and being a Fawn (like Mr. Tumnus)? It would make my day <3

Hello, my darling wife! Why do you come up with the absolute BEST requests??? Like they're always so easy to write! 🦋

𝐁𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐒𝐮𝐬𝐚𝐧 𝐏𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐞

⤷ female & ambiguous race reader

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SFW

✦ First seeing Susan when it was her and her sibling’s coronation.

✦ You were Tumnus’ good friend; growing up together. However, because of the White Witch’s reign, you went into hiding with the rest of your family

✦ When the evil was conquered, you and Lucy became close friends. She wanted to know all the Narnians personally. Yet Susan was busy learning as much as she could about Narnia’s history

✦ Showing the Pevensie’s all the secrets about the forests. This helps with defense and battle strategy

✦ Susan definitely smells like Lavender and Angelica

✦ You’re a very lively Fawn; curious, adventurous. You and Lucy get along so well.

✦ That’s how you and Susan officially met -

✦ Lucy had brought you to the castle, wanting you to meet her siblings. She has such a soft spot for you that she never wants to leave your side

✦ Susan was going to chastise Lucy for being childish, but Edmund reminded her that Lucy was the reason they were here in the first place

✦ Bonding with Susan in nature; as Fawn you’re most at home when you’re near earth. Meaning the woods/forest, grassy plains, water, etc. Anything to do with the natural world

✦ Gaining Susan’s full respect when you teach her about things. Like Narnia’s history, or different creatures and how they co-exist. She loves to learn and understand. So when you educate her ... she finds it incredibly endearing ...

✦ Her being so so soft with you once you get together. She treats you like a flower. Her hands are so delicate when they touch you. She always wants to know you’ve had something to drink and eat

✦ She gives off such mum energy > she would definitely run after you making sure you’re healthy and intact

✦ Doesn’t let ANYONE talk down to you

✦ Taking her to meet your family (she wants to meet them in their home, so they’re comfortable)

✦ But then once they get to know her, she invites them to the castle

✦ Lucy absolutely ADORING your relationship with Susan!!!

✦ Slow dancing with Susan in the candlelight

✦ Forehead touches; leaning your heads together

✦ Peter being wary of you, but once he got to know you he liked you. I think he just wants someone good enough for his sister

✦ Edmund REALLY likes you. I think he would be in an atonement period since the White Witch and he doesn’t want to kick up a fuss

✦ Asking for Susan’s help when one of your siblings get into trouble

✦ Training in swords, daggers and bow & arrows with the Pevensies’.

✦ Relationship tropes/dynamics:

↬ ‘Chaotic w/ a soft spot + Normal but also chaos enabler’

↬ You thinking Susan hates you but she’s deeply in love with you

↬ ‘Mum friend + Reckless asf’

↬ Opposites attract

✦ (Also I don;t want ANY Edmund slander!!!!!!!)

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𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗣𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝗢𝗡𝗘: 𝗉𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌.

ᵗʰᵉ ˢⁱᵇˡⁱⁿᵍ'ˢ ᵃᵍᵉˢ ᵃʳᵉ ᵃᵍᵉᵈ ᵘᵖ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰʳᵉᵉ ᵐᵒʳᵉ ʸᵉᵃʳˢ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉᶠᵒʳᵉ ᵉᵈᵐᵘⁿᵈ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ ᵒʳ ᵐᶜ ᵃʳᵉ ᵗʰⁱʳᵗᵉᵉⁿ

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: 𝗻𝗼𝗻𝗲

Fantasy was always something you were fascinated on about. In every books you read, fantasy was always involved. It was your favorite genre to read, even after reading the other genres again and again. Your family, including your grandfather had all said you were a brilliant child with one hell of an imagination. And you agreed.

Reading was always your hobby ever since you were a child. Most of your friends from befo𝗋𝖾 and where you used to live thought it was boring and uninteresting, but you thought otherwise. You'd rather sit in the living room reading all the new novels you've brought than play outside if you were to be real.

But now, you were far from your parents. All because of the war. They've sent you to live with your grandfather, Digory Kirke. It wasn't the first time you've went to your grandfather's place, but it wasn't often that you get to visit anyway.

It was quite lonely inside the big mansion, but it didn't really bother you since you preferred to be alone anyway. And your mother often found it bothering that you preferred it that way. She never really understood why you always wanted to be alone, she always wondered ever since you were little.

You only found the book entertaining rather than the friends you magically befriended, and sometimes she felt bad when you coldly reject their offer to play with them.

Although she didn't really force you to he more extroverted. She was content with the way you were, even if you saw books as your friends. its ridiculous, I know.

Though, you've gotten news from Mrs. Macready that there would be siblings coming along in the house today. Were you excited? Not really. Were you curious about them? Slightly. You just hoped they weren't trouble, and ridiculously loud.

You were reading by a window, sitting on the usual window seat you always read on. You were yet to finish a novel series you started a few days ago, and you being a child you wanted to challenge yourself, wanted to finish it under a week or two.

You were often disturbed away from the book on your lap, and found yourself looking out the window, waiting for Mrs. Macready's return. Until a certain sound of a whip slapping against thick skin followed by stern usherings caught your attention.

You looked out of the window, seeing Mrs. Macready and four other children of different ages all staring at the same house you were in.

You wondered if they can see you right now.

You shrugged to yourself, turning back to the book on your lap and waited until they arrived inside the house, thinking of ways you could possibly introduce yourself. Or just wait until they notice you and decide to let them introduce themselves instead.

"Professor Kirke is not accustomed to having children in the house." You heard Mrs. Macready sternly talk to the new company as you made your way to the entrance door, the small heels of your shoes tapping against the wooden floor while the strict woman continued to talk.

"And as such, there are a few rules we need to follow." She walked up the stairs and immediately spun the heel of her shoes the second she got to the last step of the stair, giving the kids in front of her a stern look.

"There will be no shoutin'," She turned to her side and walked up a few more stairs, "Or runnin'. No improper use of of the dumbwaiter." She continued to list out the rules as you noticed a pretty tall brunette reach her hand out the the statue up front, and for some reason Mrs. Macready noticed even when facing away.

She hurriedly looked behind her, eyes wide at the beautiful brunette, "No touchin' of the historical artifacts!" She harshly scolded the brunette, and the latter reeled back in surprise.

You notice the strict woman's eyes darting to your form, noticing your presence before she turned around to remind of one last rule. "And above all, there shall be no disturbin' of the professor." She ended, looking at the four behind her. She turned to you, giving you a curt nod, gesturing you to introduce yourselves to the four.

"I'll give you a minute, I'm sure you know where to find me." She whispered to you before she left, her shoes clacking on the floor while you nervously stood there like an anxious idiot until you felt a small tug on your skirt.

You looked down to where the tug was, and noticed a little girl with short lengthed brunette hair looking up at you with a wide smile, her eyes bright of wonder. "You must be (name)! Mrs. Macready mentioned earlier that there was another girl around our age living with the professor." She says, enthusiastically smiling as she put her hand down back to her side while you nodded at her words.

"My name's Lucy, Lucy Pevensie! Very nice to meet you." She put her hand out for a handshake, and you hesitantly did the same, shaking her hand firmly. She turned around and looked at her siblings expectantly, waiting for their turn to introduce themselves.

A boy with blonde hair stepped forward, also putting his hand out for you to shake as he had a small smile on his face. "Peter Pevensie," he shook your hand and then gestured to the rest of the siblings next to him. "This is Susan and Edmund." He says as the girl who you assumed as Susan gave him a look.

"We could've done it ourselves though." Edmund muttered, although you saw how Peter slightly nudge him in warning. They all looked at you, like they were expecting you to say something next.

You cleared your throat as you averted your eyes from the bright smiling young girl next to you, trying to introduce yourself, "(Name) Willows, it's lovely to meet you four." You softly smiled, slightly tilting your head to the side curtly as the little brunette girl giggled at you.

"Now, I'd like to sit and chat for awhile but we'd better find Mrs. Macready before she scolds us." You told the four, slowly walking backwards as you saw the older pretty brunette girl nod at your words, her mind taking her back to the loud yell that still surprised her when she was about to touch the statue.

"She's awfully strict, isn't she?" Lucy softly whispered next to you, gently holding your hand as you began leading the four siblings to where you assumed Mrs. Macready was waiting. You chuckled at the little girls word's, although you secretly agreed. The woman was awfully strict, although sometimes she was slightly nice to you because you were the professor's granddaughter. Although that didn't stop her from being strict.

"She is. Although, I've gotten quite used to her constantly reminding me of the rules when I do something that apparently upsets her. Just simply follow the rules and she won't be yelling at you every once in a while." You shrugged, and the short haired brunette frowned at that, now tightly holding your hand.

"But no running? How are we supposed to play properly is we weren't allowed to run?" She asks, looking up at you. You hummed, thinking. "Uhm.. Maybe just try playing games that didn't involve running..?" You said, unsure of how to reply to the little girl.

"Oh, but that's boring." She sighed, looking down at her shoes. The three siblings behind you both watched in amusement as their beloved young sister continued to enthusiastically talk to you about herself, completely ignoring her siblings like they weren't even behind her.

You we're now in your room next to Pevensie's room, organizing your books on the bookshelf since you had nothing else to do at night other than sleep. You were replacing the books you brought with you when you visited when you were younger with the new novels you recently bought all while trying not to listen in to the Pevensie's conversation.

It seems though as if Lucy had some trouble being away from home.

You we're feeling sorry until a specific blonde boy much older than you let out a rather loud scold that could've possibly been heard all around the floor. Though you doubted that, you just liked being exaggerated.

You sighed to yourself, already missing the comforting silence at night. You placed the last book on the shelf before you slipped onto your bed, hearing Peter and Susan try to comfort their little sister.

You looked at the candle on your desk, watching the flames dance in the dark. Your night would always end like this. You would often find yourself looking at the candles bright flame until you finally slipped out of your consciousness, dreaming about nothing but dark emptiness.

You wondered why you had less fantasy like dreams if you liked it so much and you questioned as to why it would always be nothing but darkness. It bored you. But yet again, if you did have a dream you'd end up forgetting the second you wake up anyway.

You heard shuffles from the next room until it finally went quiet, and you sighed, finally getting the peace you've always waited for.

You turned to your side, looking out of the window and on the dark starry night. You yawned, and yawned again, small tears prickling your eyes at the same time. You glanced at the big clock in the room, pursing your lips at the time.

It was awfully later than the time you always sleep, perhaps it was just a teensy trouble of sleeping. You turned to your side again, shutting your eyes in an attempt to sleep until you finally drifted off of your consciousness, and yet again, no dream.

You sat on the chair that the dark haired boy that you learned was actually around your age was under, flipping through pages and humming a song while Peter and Susan played a rather boring game in front of you. You didn't want to join since you were already occupied with something far more interesting than what they we're reading, and rather watched and listen them bustle about the game.

"Gastrovascular." Susan read, "Come on, Peter. Gastrovascular." She repeated, and Peter humorously looked at his sister. "Is it Latin?" He questioned, and the pretty brunette only replied with a simple yes.

Edmund appeared from under the chair, and you looked at him incredulously, wonder why in the world was he looking at from under there. "Is it Latin for 'worst game ever invented.'?" He smugly fires back, as his elder brother grinned. You frowned, feeling bad for Susan as she slammed her book shut.

You looked at the two boys, "That's not very nice." You softly closed your book, and Edmund looked at you from where he sat.

"Why can't you answer instead then? You look smart." Peter says, and Susan looked at you expectantly. You gave the blonde a dumb look, "Peter, I may read books but I am in no where near as academically smart." You say, waving your book in front of you as the dark haired boy snickered at his brother.

"We can play hide and seek." Lucy suggests, walking towards where you four sat and rested her arms on the armrest where Peter decided to sit.

"But we're already having so much fun." The eldest says, grinning specifically at someone. Lucy pouted, giving her brother pleading eyes that you'd actually give in to. "Come on, Peter. Pretty please?" She pleaded as Peter sighed and started counting.

The boy on the ground next to you groaned in annoyance, standing up. He looked at you when you didn't stand up, confused. "Well, what are you waiting for?" He questioned, and you made shooing motions at him.

"I'll stay here." You shooed the dark haired boy, and he only shrugged before following after his younger sister and taking her hiding spot.

You listened to the loud footsteps from hallways and hallways caused by Lucy trying to find a hiding spot, and to Peter counting from one hundred. You didn't know why he was counting so far. Everytime you play hide and seek with your friends, you only give them over 30 seconds.

"92, 93, 94, 95.."

You peacefully flipped through another page as Peter finally finished his counting, and out of nowhere Lucy decided to reveal herself by echoing her voice loud enough for the blonde to hear.

You watched as Peter marched to the sound, ignoring the fact you didn't even bother hiding yourself, and out of confusion, you followed as well. Why on earth would Lucy reveal herself like that? Was she already tired of the game? Did she want to surrender?

You saw Edmund and Lucy by the time you got to where the sound was, and the dark haired male looked awfully disappointed when Peter arrived, looking at his sister disapprovingly.

"You know, I'm not so sure you two have quite got the idea of this game." Peter says, and you looked at Lucy in confusion.

"Weren't you wondering where I was?" She questioned, looking at the people infront of her incredulously.

"Pretty sure that's the main point of the game, Lucy." You awkwardly pointed out, gripping on your book nervously at the tension as Edmund nodded, clearly about to say the same thing as you.

Susan came running from where you four stood, looking slightly better than how Edmund and Lucy were looking right now as hiders. "Does that mean I win?" She asks, looking at you four.

"I don't think Lucy wants to play anymore.." Peter says, and the brunette female tilted her head, confused.

"But I've been gone for hours..." The little Pevensie trails off, and you blinked, thinking of the most unrealistic things you can imagine.

"Do you mind telling me what actually happened, Lucy?" You told the girl, although it didn't really come off as a question.

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