SUSAN PEVENSIE

I don't want to go a step further and I wish we'd never come.

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cyberxfriend‌

Pam was having the worst of luck. She had a little run in with the cops and just barely got away. So now when she thought she heard sirens, the red head wasn’t taking chances she ran into the closest boutique in front of her made her way to the back, almost knocking over a rack of clothes she slid into a small dressing room. before her eyes met the other, “ just move along with your business and you’ll be fine pretend I’m not here.” She cautioned giving the other a series look.

Susan made the choice to treat herself a little considering the heavy amount of stress weighing her down lately, finding herself in the changing room of a small boutique. The clothes were a bit more expensive, but they were pretty cute. She was in the middle of taking her top off when someone had barged in, forcing Susan to use her shirt to cover herself. “Just pretend you’re not here while I’m undressing?” She asked, slightly flabbergasted. “What in the world are you doing in here?”

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necrlywitches‌

“i’ll be sure to give you an honest review on goodreads. have you thought about leaving some of these in the library? if that’s not…illegal or anything,” matthew suggested as he thumbed the cover of the book idly. her curiosity of his personal favourite genre caused him to sit a little straighter, smile a little more honestly. “ah, well, the proper term is lovecraftian horror - after old H.P himself. the fear of the unknown, of things beyond our comprehension. honestly, it’s all a little weird, and it’s all a little wordy. i’d be happy to lend you dagon to get started. it’s only short, and a good introduction to the genre,”

Susan pursed her lips at the idea of leaving some of the books in the library. “You know, that’s actually a good idea. I don’t think it would be illegal. I mean, if I’m not selling them it shouldn’t be a problem. Plus, aren’t librarians supposed to be good samaritans?” She joked with a laugh. “Dagon? Definitely already sounds interesting with that name. And, as popular and respected as mister Lovecraft is, I have shamefully never read anything of his. Obviously,” she said with a laugh. “I would be honored to read it and let you know what I think,” she agreed, clearly excited.

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apricotjvice‌

Cecil was far too absorbed in decorating a new bullet journal page when someone unexpectedly approached him. He was placing one final sticker near the calligraphy title he had just completed when he noticed someone had stopped in front of the table he was seated at. His gaze flickered down to the books he was carrying, head tilted to the side slightly. Please don’t tell me it’s a religious pamphlet, he thought to himself before she elaborated. He couldn’t help but feel relieved at the mention of fantasy, “I never really saw the hype in the whole dystopian genre. Our reality isn’t enough of a wasteland for them?” He snorted. “But I’d actually love to take a copy. I’ll even pass it onto my sisters when I finish reading them and by then you’ll have a whole fan club.” He teased. “What’s it about?” He carefully took hold of the book and motioned to the empty seat across from him.

Susan let out a small laugh. “I suppose that’s one way to view it,” she said, not exactly agreeing, but understanding that people were definitely more pessimistic than herself. But, the mention of sharing it with the others siblings had her feeling beyond overjoyed. “Would you really? I would be so happy if you would and I hope at least one of you like it,” she said, eagerly sitting down with the other. “It’s about these kids that escape to this world that needs their help to save it, testing their family bonds. It has a magical lion king and an evil witch, everything you need to get lost for a little while. Just like they do,” she said proudly.

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ofbrightstars‌

Being the more introverted twin always resulted in Josie finding herself separated or alienated from her sister at events like these. She had found herself wandering off almost in a daze this time around, grabbing two cups of punch to bring back to the other when she turned around and noticed that the other wasn’t in the last place she had seen her. In Josie’s mind, this event wasn’t meant to be fun for her – it was just to babysit her sister essentially. Lizzie’s happiness always came before hers. Her eyes scanned over the crowd people there before she turned around once more and bumped into someone unexpectedly. Somehow she managed to keep the drinks from spilling. “I’m sorry!” She stumbled backward. “Um… have you by any chance seen a blonde girl, taller than me, a little on the intimidating side?”

Susan wasn’t sure where she should have spent her time floating around. Her siblings had managed to wander off to wherever and she wasn’t going to ruin their fun by hanging around them. She was startled by the sudden contact, but easily laughed it off and shook her head. “No worries -- it was probably my fault too,” she said before pursing her lips and thinking on the question. “I don’t think so. I could help you look for her if you want? I can’t find a couple of knuckleheads myself but i don’t really need them. They’re probably having fun wherever they are. Is she your date or your friend, or?”

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necrlywitches‌

matthew looked ready to verbally tear into the young woman who began speaking to him before he realised that she wasn’t about to try to ask him if he’d found redemption in the lord. “oh,” he said, taking the book offered with an apologetic expression on his face. “you’ll have to excuse me - i thought for a moment you were going to try and sell me jesus. i usually read cosmic horror but, i’ll give this a go,”

Susan was scared at first when she saw the others initial reaction. She was sure she was about to get it at any moment. Luckily, she could breathe a sigh of relief once he seemed to understand. “No, no,” she said with a laugh. “I’m probably not the best person to sell Jesus,” she teased. “I really appreciate it. It’s okay if you don’t end up liking it. But, I am curious about this cosmic horror. I’m not particularly familiar with such a genre.” She was always curious about anything related book.

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Susan knew his was a long shot, but it was one of the first ideas to pop up in her head. What better was to get your book known than by giving out a few free copies? Sure, she needed to actually earn money from the book to support herself, but that would be made easier if others read it and recommended it. “Excuse me,” she said, stopped at a table sat outside the local cafe with a small stack of books in hand. “Do you happen to like fantasy? I’ve recently gotten one of my books published and I wanted to give some out for free to anyone who might be interested. I think most people are into young adult dystopian novels lately, unfortunately,” she said with a small laugh as she delicately held out one of the books.

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requested by anonymous - favourite Susan Pevensie battle moment

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ofbrightstars‌

     Alec started down at the sheet music in his hand, lips pursing slightly as he scanned over the same particular line he had been for the past few minutes. The moment he listened to Anyway by Kerrigan & Lowdermilk, he knew that he had to do his own rendition of the song and had someone adjust the song to fit a key more suitable for his voice. He took in a deep breath and set the paper down before beginning to sing. He was halfway through with the song when his voice cracked, teeth clenching and squelching any sound. This was why he had decided to take a break from his career in the first place, not because he needed an escape. His fist collided with the nearest wall out of frustration. He was a perfectionist to a fault. He stared down at his knuckles at were now bleeding before he noticed he wasn’t alone. “Uh… do you have a bandaid by any chance?” There was no way he was going to address his little outburst if they hadn’t seen it

Susan jumped slightly when she heard the noise, having not expected someone to punch a wall. Honestly, she didn’t think that was an actual thing, that it was just an urban legend and that people were smart enough not to punch walls considering they typically punched back. “Can I ask why we needed to punch the wall?” She asked as she dove into her purse, pulling out a few bandaids. She’d put them in there for protection against her blister-causing shoes, but this was a worthy enough sacrifice. “Do you need help putting them on or?” Even though she was helping him, some people didn’t like more help than they asked for.

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mannamedmoran‌

a sigh escaped moran as he turned toward the other. “listen to this. ‘stay i whispered as you shut the door behind you’. that’s it, that’s the whole poem. is this what we’re calling literature these days? it just sounds like lazy thoughts. do you agree with me or do i just sound like a grumpy old man?” he asked, putting the book down.

Susan chuckled softly and shook her head. “I wouldn’t criticize them so harshly, but I do think it could have been just a bit longer. But, who’s to be a judge on how anyone should write? I would be rather hurt if I heard someone say something like that about my own writing,” she admitted.

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@apricotjvice -- susan and sebastian

“You can look mysterious and handsome all you want,” she said, holding out a cake pop for the other to take. “ But, no one can look intimidating while eating one of these. Plus, they’re super good, so are you really going to deny it?” Susan tempted, a smile on her face. she was clearly in a good mood if she was playing around like this. Usually it was her sister who was a bit more likely to tease someone as intimidating as Sebastian. But, Susan believed that there was something good in Sebastian that would keep him from acting like a complete jerk.

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bloodboundfates‌

michael had been a victim of frequent nosebleeds as of late – his explanation for them being the new climate and cold weather that came with his move to the town of sparkwood. he’d only come here due to his transfer to the local university – something his adoptive mother very much insisted upon. he reached up to wipe the straying blood from his lip. “do you happen to have a tissue on you? i’m afraid it won’t stop bleeding,” he asked someone nearby. he didn’t mind the attention or the strangeness of it. he actually quite loved being the center of attention when he was the cause of it.

Susan hadn’t even noticed the bleeding, too engrossed in editing a recent draft. But, as soon as her attention was brought to it, she immediately started to root around in her purse for tissues or napkins she always carried. “Of course, here,” she said, holding a few out to the other. “Are you okay?” She asked. Nosebleeds were a bit more common than other types of random bleeding, but it was still concerning all the same.

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Starter for @garcdenflower with Alice and Susan.

“Oh my,” Susan said, startled as she found herself using a tree to shield her from the sudden down pouring rain while she was taking a walk around the local lake. The amount of water that touched her skin forced her legs to fuse into a brilliantly shining fish tail that she’d no idea what to do with, or how it even happened. She was pretty sure she’d fallen asleep while editing a fantasy novel or something. “Um, hello? Is anyone around to help? I’m not really sure what to do about this,” she called out into the rain. Of course no one would be out in this weather, but maybe she’d be lucky.

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ofbrightstars‌

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There was one thing Jadis was absolutely positive about, she was no longer in Narnia. Even though this land confused her beyond belief, being in a new location secretly excited her. Just because she was no longer one of the most powerful beings in her own realm didn’t mean she couldn’t assert her dominance here and take over. Although, one of the most disconcerting things about this world happened to be the temperature. It was absolutely too warm for her liking. She paused for a moment, noticing a figure not far from her. The girl looked familiar – almost like one of the Pevensie children. As she drew closer, she realized that the resemblance was completely uncanny. She cleared her throat lightly, “A daughter of Eve… you’re so beautiful.” She commented, a smile easing its way onto her lips before she reached out to tuck a loose strand of hair behind the girl’s ear. “Can you tell me where I am by any chance?”

Susan was walking out of a not-so-pleasant meeting with her publishing company, almost too distracted by her foul mood to notice her own sister. “Oh, Lucy,” she said, letting an exhale of built up stress. She was touched by the strange comment but confused by the question. “Um, where are we?” She repeated, looking around. “Main and Firestone. Why? Wow, I really walked this far? I can’t believe I lost track of time. Were you going somewhere? I can walk with you, if you want? I’m kind of in a mood and I don’t really feel like being by myself right now,” she said. Though usually she liked being on her own, when it came to family she would always be happier with them by her side.

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“Cheers,” Susan said gently, raising one of the glasses she’d gotten for herself before taking a sip. She was never a fan of alcohol, but it was a different story when it came to cider. She was already a glass or two in, the autumnal beverage warming her cheeks. “Tonight is so lovely, I feel like I’ve just stepped into an old story book. I almost feel like I can pretend to be a kid again and pretend I’ll get swept off my feet.”

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bloodboundfates‌

s.p. wandered the streets after his release, gut leading him in no particular direction – as was obvious when he totally ignored the sidewalk and walked in the near middle of the street, earning a few honks and swerves from passing cars. he felt someone tug at his arm to pull him out of harm’s way, a curious yet almost dull expression on his face. “forgot where the apartment is,” he explained, as if that was all that needed to be said about his behavior.

Susan had quickly run out to the middle of the road to lead the other to the sidewalk, sure the other was confused. And, it seemed he was considering he couldn’t find an apartment he was looking for. “Well, there aren’t many apartments around here, so I’m sure we can find it easily enough. Are you new? What’s your name?” She asked softly, keeping a gentle hand on the man’s arm.

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imssg // susan 📚 !

ZOE: you're like the only person who supports my creative endeavors

ZOE: so...

ZOE: i really hope you'll consider coming to this small little concert i'm performing at this weekend

ZOE: i doubt connor or my parents will show up and it'd help my nerves to have a friendly face in the crowd

SUSAN: i doubt i really am the only one

SUSAN: but that sounds lovely and i'll definitely be there!

SUSAN: maybe a little more talk about it and they'll show up. if not, i'll give them a good smack

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ofbrightstars‌

Sara found herself aimlessly twirling her heart-shaped locket that always hung around her neck as her gaze flickered over the town that was illuminated by little lights. It might have seemed strange to be sitting on top of a roof so late at night but whenever she couldn’t seem to clear her thoughts as she laid in bed and stared at her ceiling, she would come out here. Her legs hung over the ledge, swinging them in a casual manner. Even though she wasn’t really that high up, the view made her think back to her youth spent in India when she would climb onto daring cliffs just to get a better view of the stars. A smile spread across her lips the moment she saw someone standing on the pavement below, deciding to speak aloud and see if a conversation could spark. “Did you know that some people believe stars are actually people? And if you find a where a shooting star lands you’ll find a fallen star, a beautiful individual who will grant you any wish you desire? What would you wish for?” It might have been weird to openly ramble to someone you’ve never met before, but that’s how some of the best friendships began.

Susan really wished there were coffee shops open twenty four hours considering they would be perfect for night owls and those who worked at into the late hours of the night. Maybe a coffee shop like that would be a good thing to write about, she thought to herself as she continued her walk to the nearest convenience store to pick up some coffee. The only option she had was brewing at home, unfortunately. She was in sweatpants and a hoodie, hoping no one would see her in like this. But, her wishes were thwarted when she heard a girl talk. She was amazed that the other could so calmly sit on the rooftop. “Is that so? Surely someone’s written about that?” She asked. If not, that would be a splendid idea for herself, with credits to the other of course. “Maybe you’re one of those people? You’re certainly pretty and mysterious enough for it. Would you grant me endless creative will?” She asked, smiling at the idea and trying not to laugh at herself.