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Happy pride month to the tiny cowboy and tiny Trojan man from Night at the Museum
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Bucky Barnes Fic Recs Pt. 2 - Imagines/One-Shots
More amazing stories written by amazing people 🤎✨🕯️💫🌹🪐🍂😊🤎🥺 If anyone would rather not be apart of this list please let me know & I'll edit it.
Part One
The Menu Masterlist
Breakfast 🥐
Lunch 🥧
Take Out 🥡
Coffee 🍵
Dinner 🍽️
Midnight Snack 🍪
Brunch 🥞
Please note, may contain sugar. Don't forget to tip your hostess with reblogs and ALWAYS ask for second helpings!
Why do you reblog your own fics so much?
Because someone might as well!? And look at this. Look. At. This.
Does this look right to you??
These are just the last three fics I wrote. I appreciate the likes, believe me I do, but you have to understand. Likes do nothing for content creators. It’s the reblogs. Because that’s how you find shit on your dashboard. Through reblogs. Not likes. This isn’t twitter or tiktok or instagram. This is a website that’s run by the reblog system.
Reblogging helps content creators put their stuff out there. Why do you think so many people stopped writing fanfic and creating beautiful fanart and edits? It’s because they put in hours of work and don’t get nearly enough notes for their masterpieces. Yes we do this because we enjoy it but like...some validation won’t hurt. A boost of confidence here and there might be all someone needs to finish whatever thing they started and left.
Anyway, I’m still going to reblog my shit...
I think I’m gonna restart blogging my own shit.
WRITERS. ARTISTS. EDITORS.
REBLOG YOUR OWN WORK.
THERE IS NO SHAME IN IT.
And still there'd be people who'd not REBLOG this post
I barley know how Tumblr works, but i do notice the like to reblog ratio and always wondered if that was normal. Now i wonder if my blog will fizzle out into nothingness sooner rather then later. To cut it short i will be reblogging my work from now on.
Where do you see yourself in 5 years?
Look buddy, i’m just trying to make it to Friday.
reblog if its friday and you made it
Heyyyy everyone! I am looking for a avenger x reader fanfci story on tumblr. I read it once and I wanted to read it again but I forgot the name and the author. So I’m wondering can the amazing tumblr help me find that story again.
So basically what I remember about the story is that: the reader is kinda crazy and they have this amazing power that tells them whether someone is good or bad; if they knew someone is bad, they totally lose control and would kill them as soon as they laid their eyes on them. (I remember there’s a scene where the reader saw an undercover hydra in the avengers hq and went total nuts on them). If I’m not mistaken, it’s either fury or Tony recruited the reader, and the reader is in the team. So every time the reader goes on mission, they take a different jet than Steve and nat and the others; and when the mission is over, Steve would inject the reader and sedated them (saying something like “it’s time to sleep” or “the sun is going down”)
Not sure if that fic is Bucky-romance cantered or not, but I remember Bucky is in the fic and is confused af about the reader’s behaviour (coz he’s new to the team and all that)
Please help me find that fic. I’m counting on you, the amazing tumblr!!!!!
Avengers Movie Time
Y/N: Hey guys! Wanna go watch a movie with me?
Peter: Yeah, sure. Which one?
Y/N: The Avengers Endgame.
Edmund: Didn’t you just watch that with Caspian few days before?
Y/N: Ya, but I was too busy crying over *beep* to really enjoy the movie. Besides, the cinema now give out posters to everyone who watch the Endgame.
Edmund: Y/N, you do know we didn’t really watch much marvel movies before, right?
Y/N: Of course I know. I figured you can give those posters to me since you’re not a big MCU fan.
Peter and Edmund look at each other, shrugged: O...kay
(Somewhere on the other side of the castle)
Caspian: Why did you ask two non-marvel fans to go watch the Endgame with you while didn’t even consider asking me, the biggest marvel fan Narnia can ever have, to go watch the Endgame again...?
Edmund Pevensie is a beautiful character. He went through so much horror in the first film. In the second film he truly showed his strength and looked after his family with bravery. The Just King deserves more credit.💘👑
That’s why Edmund is my favourite 💖💖
Old or Tired
Character: Edmund x reader
Warning: modern AU, text message format
Words: 865 words
Last Friday, you were staying at home all day as the school was on holiday. You stayed at home all day, binging your favourite show and feasting on Nutella and crisps. Around 3 in the afternoon, your mum called you, telling you to pick up your little sister from her elementary school. You had no choice but to stop watching your favourite show and start dressing up to pick her up. You love your sister by all means, but not so much when you have to say goodbye to your comfy bed, delicious snacks and the equally-delicious male actor.
You put on your go-to hoodie and tie your hair into a messy bun, didn't bother putting any makeup on, hoping that no one would see you. Grabbing your purse, you made your way to the bus stop and it took you a total 30 minutes to get to the elementary school, mentally crying for the episode you could have watched in the meantime.
You were standing on the sidewalk, waiting for the red lights to turn, and you saw a familiar face on the other side of the road. You screamed his name and tried to get his attention, but he paid you no mind. You saw he was with his friends and even though you two are really good friends, you stopped yelling his name across the road, avoiding to look like a total fool.
Taking a closer look at him, you realised there's something different about him. Although he's with his friends laughing at Aslan-knows-what, you couldn't help but notice the dullness in his eyes. His eyes lacked the usual sparks and the bags under his eyes hanged so low, it nearly touched the ground. His hair was as messy as a bird's nest, tempting you to run your hand through his hair and comb it. Although he looked as handsome as usual, he looked like, put it nicely, a 35-year-old hot male model. Not putting it nicely, he looked old.
You brushed that thought off of your mind and continued your journey on picking up your sister. However, a certain boy keeper popping into your mind.
After picking up your sister from her elementary school and taking a detour to McDonald's, you finally made it back to your nice warm home. You put down the McDonald's paper bag on the dining table, headed to your room and change into your comfy PJs. Going back to the living room with the food, you played Pepper pig on the TV for your sister and you two started devouring the burgers and fries like a pack of hungry wolves.
While your sister was watching the TV, you took out your phone and texted someone.
Y/N: Hi, Eddy.
Just a Just King: Hey, Y/N! What's up?
Y/N: The sky, duh.
Y/N: Anyway, I literally just saw you rn.
Y/N: Well, not exactly rn. About 30 mins before, probs.
Just a Just King: Oh...
Just a Just King: Where?
Y/N: Somewhere near Y/S/N 's elementary school.
Y/N: You looked exhausted...
Y/N: Panda eyes, rlly deep eye bag
Just a Just King: Oh... Really...
Just a Just King: You saw my face?
Y/N: *REPLY TO THIS MESSAGE* Anyway, I literally just saw you rn.
Y/N: I was just on the other side of the road and I kept screaming your name like a lunatic.
Y/N: You didn't even look at me...
Just a Just King: I'm sorry, princess. I was with my fds and they were very loud.
Just a Just King: *REPLY TO THIS MESSAGE* Panda eyes, rlly deep eye bag"
Just a Just King: I've spent all night doing my project.
Just a Just King: Didn't have much sleep all week.
Y/N: Yeah, that's pretty obvious. You have a REALLY deep eye bag.
Y/N: I thought you were a panda at first glance.
Just a Just King: OMG! Do I look ugly?
Just a Just King: LOL
Y/N: I wouldn't use ugly to describe it, the word I'd use is old.
Y/N: You look SO old.
Just a Just King: Shit!
Just a Just King: But, seriously, I REALLY look old?!
Y/N: Old
Just a Just King: I'm just tired! I must remind you that I'm only 5 months older than you.
Y/N: Well, are you free tn then? Do you still have to stay up all night to finish your project?
Just a Just King: Nah, I finished everything. I'm free as a birdie tonight.
Y/N: My mum has come back from work already. I told her I'm coming rn.
Y/N: Also, I am getting pizza on my way here.
Y/N: Pick a movie, grab the blankey and pillows. I'll be here in 15.
Y/N: We'll watch a movie and cuddle tgt. Maybe a massage can ease your tiredness.
Just a Just King: Can't wait.
Just a Just King: Thank you.
Y/N: Anything to make you feel better...
Y/N: And to look younger!
Just a Just King: I swear, I am just tired!
Just a Just King: I am not that old!
Just a Just King: I am not old at all!
Just a Just King: I love you.
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Movie Night
Y/N(Walk into Edmund’s bedroom): Eddie, I brought you Taco Bell. Wait! Don’t hide your computer screen. You started the movie without me! We've talked about this before, No starting the movie without me!
Edmund: Y/N/N, you took so long. I just simply can’t wait... (pout like a cute little seal)
Y/N: But you promised me, Eddie...
Edmund: *puppy eyes*
Y/N:...
Edmund: *pout and make kissy face*
Y/N: Ugh. You are lucky I like you so much. *whisper* and you looked so cute.
Edmund: *cheeky smile and keep kissing Y/N face* I like you too
Y/N: I’m not letting my food get cold because of you, settle your butt down and let’s watch and eat.
Edmund: Y/N, what can I do without you?
Y/N: I don’t know and I don’t want to find out. Now, shush. I want to watch the movie.
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General Masterlist
Advice
Requested: Peter Pevensie asking the reader for tips on how to flirt with girls, who is completely obvious to his previous attempts at flirting with her and get's a lil sad and jealous on the inside
Character: Peter x reader
Warning: Cringe flirting skills (Seriously, I need help! I have no idea how to flirt!)
Words: 1143 words
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Peter and you have been best friends since first grade. You’ve been through a lot together. From the First battle of the Beruna to the raid of the Telmar Castle, you’ve always been by his side and he you. He always comes to you when he needed advice and support. You know you can trust him with your life and vice versa. However, like all cliche romance story, your platonic feelings to him grow and eventually, it turns from platonic to romantic.
Being the completely obvious guy Peter always is, he obviously doesn’t know about your feelings to him. Every time he flirts with someone else, it feels like your heart gets shattered by a sledgehammer and stabbed multiple times. You want to tell him about your feelings, but the thought of ruining your friendship stop you.
You go to the Pevensie’s household after school as usual. You walk into the living room and found all the Pevensie children were in there. Edmund and Susan are playing chess while Lucy and Peter are watching Television. You make your way to the spot next to Peter and sit down on the comfy couch.
Like always, Peter leaves the seat next to him empty for you. You lean your head on his shoulder and he rests his head on yours. That little action makes your heart beats fast like a war drum. You two stare at the television aimlessly, not really watching it, but just doing something together and enjoying the time spent together.
Just when you want to snuggle Peter, Peter suddenly sits up and said, “Y/N, I met a girl yesterday in the library, and I kinda wants to be friends with her. Since you’re a girl, you should know better than anyone how to talk to a girl. Help a guy out, won’t you?”
Being the go-to-advisor of Peter, this is not the first time Peter asks you for advice, but this is, in fact, the first time he asks you for advice about relationships. To say you’re shocked would be an understatement. You always think Peter loves you and you two would eventually become the cute childhood-best-friend-turn-into-lovers couple. But it seems like Peter doesn’t really feel the same.
You freeze for a second and fake a bright smile on your face. Peter makes it pretty clear that he has no feelings for you, at least nothing romantically.
“Oh My God! Peter Pevensie is having a crush on someone! I thought I would never see that day happen!”
A pale pink blush appears on his face. He scratches the back of his neck and said, “Stop it, Y/N! I really need your advice. Stop teasing me!”
You know that Peter and you can never be an item. Within the two of you, if you’re not the one that receives the happiness of being with Peter, the least you can do is help Peter so that he can be with someone he likes. You just hope the girl Peter likes will treat him the way he deserves.
“Praise a girl if you want her attention without feeling awkward. Tell her that her outfit looks nice, or tell her that her eyes look beautiful,” you said to him, feeling your heart break a little.
Peter holds your hands in his, making you look into his deep blue eyes. “Y/N, your dress looks beautiful on you. The way you style your hair looks perfect. Your smile makes my heart skip a beat.”
You can feel your heart beats faster and your face grows hot. You keep repeating to yourself in your mind that Peter is just practising flirting, and that he is not flirting with you. No matter how loud the sensible part of the brain tells you that, a small part of you still want to believe that Peter is telling you that.
“Haha! That’s right! Keep saying sweet things like that, that girl will fall for you in no time!”
Peter reaches his hand to your face, putting that single lock of hair behind your ear. He whispers, ”Your eyes are so expressive and I can’t help but get lost in them. I have never met someone who’s as nice and caring as you, Y/N. You make me feel so lucky when I’m with you.”
Your heart beat faster as he leans towards you. You can feel his breath tickling your face. You want to speak but no words come out of your mouth. You want to lean forward and give him a kiss on his lips, just a teeny tiny gentle kiss on his soft cheek, but your whole body is frozen like statues.
“Y/N, I can’t do this anymore. I have had enough of this.”
“Wh...what do you mean, Peter?” you stuttered, afraid to hear what Peter is going to say.
“I’ve had enough of this friendship you and I have. It’s too toxic for me. I need something new. I want something new between you and me. I want you to not be my friend, but to be something more.”
You keep silence since you have no idea what Peter is saying. “I want you to be my girlfriend, Y/N.”
You look at Peter with your mouth opened and literally froze. You can feel butterflies in your stomach and the warmth in your body, but you still say nothing.
Peter sees your frozen state and starts panicking,” I know this is a bad way to tell you how I feel. I should have never asked Susan for relationship advice. This is so bad!”
Peter keeps waving his hand in front of your face, trying to get back your attention. You whispered, “Peter, do you mean it? Do you really mean what you just said? This is not a prank, right?”
“Y/N I’m telling you the truth. I wanted us to be something more. I would never play with your feelings like this, Aslan forbid me.”
“Ask me again, Peter. Ask me again properly,” you said, looking him in his blue eyes.
“Do you, Y/N, accept my request and be my girlfriend? I promise you I will be yours forever, support you, listen to you, do what exactly a boyfriend should do. I promise to be your navigator, sympathizer, sidekick, best friend. Finally, I promise you myself.”
“Peter you sound like your saying your wedding vows. Who did you ask for advice this time?” you laughed, with tears in your eyes.
“Lucy. She said that, and I quote, ‘Saying sweet things like you’re saying your wedding vows can definitely impress the girl and get you out of the friend zone.’.”
“Peter, promise me one thing only: Don’t ask your sisters for any more relationship advice. Ask me only, okay? Even though you won’t need to anymore. ”
“So, does that mean?” Peter asks, raising his eyebrows.
“Yes, I accept your request.”
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For Narnia and For Aslan
General Masterlist
how to trick writers into giving you more fanfic to read
Works for comics and art as well.
…this has the opposite effect.
instead try; I love you *generic keysmash* h OW DA RE *lavish praise* *inside fandom joke* *quote fave part* *more generic keysmashing*
you. i like you
Also, the favorites: 1) DID I SAY YOU COULD HURT ME LIKE THIS?!?;?!; 2) DONT HURT MY BABY WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS 3) why must you hurt me this way 4) WHY IS THIS A CLIFFHANGER?! WHAT HAPPENS NEXT I NEED TO KNOW 5) This made me cry/squeal/giggle/wake the dead with my laughter 6) I almost woke my family laughing at ___ part 7) I DIDNT KNOW I NEEDED THIS AU UNTIL YOU POSTED THIS 8) this is so cute I’m dying 9) and (writer’s name) strikes again! 10) I had to reread this bc it’s so good and I love it 11) I wish I could like/heart/kudos this more than once Like, seriously guys, freak out with us and you’ll have us wrapped around your little fingers.
This is so true! A lot of the time, I get stuck in a writer’s hole. But whenever I get a comment like the above ones, it makes me want to write more!
GUYS! THIS IS CHEATCODE FOR MORE!!! SIGNAL BOOST 😱✨😂
Very important!
@rizahawkaye refer to entire list plz except the top
This is so true. I feel like I put hours and hours into some of my works, rereading and revising and making sure it’s just how I want it, and I post it excited for it’s receiving….! And then no one comments. And it’s incredibly disencouraging. I write because I love to, but I also write because maybe someone out there loves it when I do too. And frankly, people telling me that I did a good job is the best feeling in the world.
May I add “*cries in lesbian language*”? Because… yeah.
“i want to eat it” is a different one but works just as well as a keysmash imo
@cass-writes-things
DHDHSJAJA
And if on Tumblr, you can try just “Reblogging” it. Share that fucker around, add a note of love, that usually works
Rather than the ones that have the opposite effect,
“I can’t wait for the next update!!! (But be sure to take care of yourself and don’t rush it if you can’t!!!)” Bc if I got one of those I think I’d die on the spot and haunt my computer to update
This is honestly so true like tell me you had any emotions towards what I write and I’ll update as fast as humanly possible
Idiots in the supermarket
Peter: Edmund, are you serious? You are the Just King and you got kicked out of the supermarket! And you Susan! You’re supposed to be the mature one!
Susan: Pete, we thought we saw Mr Tumnus in the frozen food aisle.
Edmund: Yeah, we were getting frozen pizzas and Susan said she saw hoofs deep inside the refrigerator.
Susan: So, we sorta ran into the fridge and found nothing but more frozen pizzas and frozen fish fingers.
Lucy: And these idiots ended up getting kicked out of the store.
Edmund: Well, we didn’t come back empty-handed. The store manager gave us all the frozen goods we accidentally destroyed.
Peter: You’re lucky that the store manager is an old lady that think Lucy is cute and pity her for having idiots as siblings.
Edmund: *mumbling* Let’s not forget who almost ran into a railway last time, thinking that he may somehow end up in Narnia.
Peter: At least I’m not the one who “accidentally” ran into the ladies restroom.
Edmund: That was an accident!
*Peter and Edmund start yelling at each other.*
*Random teacups and pillows are thrown.*
Lucy: That idiocy is probably in our blood. *facepalm*
General Masterlist
Please don't
Y/N: Caspian please don't do this. After we've been through so much, how could you do this to me?
Caspian: I'm sorry, Y/N. I love you so much, but I have no choice. It's either this or die.
Y/N: Caspian please NO! Think about all those nights we've been together. Think about all those happy memories we have. Please, anything but this! Caspian, please don't.
Caspian: I'm sorry, love.
Y/N: No...
Caspian: (Take out a Draw 4 card) Uno.
Y/N: Ughhhhh! I hate you so much.
Caspian: I love you too, my queen.
General Masterlist
Friendship
Character: Peter x reader (100% Platonic)
Warning: TLTWTWW Movieverse, Shitty writing
Words: 427 words
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You had been staying in Professor Kirke's mansion for already 1 month and it was so boring. Mrs Macready wouldn't tell you stories like every old lady in your old neighbourhood did. She also had a lot of rules for you to follow, totally unnecessary and useless in your opinion. The only things that made your stay in the manor less boring were the big library and the gigantic garden the manor had. The library was huge and you swear you can find any book you want in it. The gigantic garden was your favourite. You can bring your book and read under the apple tree. Sometimes you just wish you could have someone near your age staying in the manor like you do, life is no fun without a friend or someone to talk to.
It seems like God finally answered your prayer. One day, the professor suddenly announced that 4 more children would be staying in the manor and you had never been so excited before. You'd been preparing their room and trying to make them feel comfortable ever since you knew they were coming. You accompanied Mrs Macready to the train station and welcomed the 4 children. On your way back to the manor, you got to know them quickly and made friends with them. The eldest sibling was Peter, then Susan, Edmund and Lucy was the youngest of them all. It's refreshing to meet new people, especially someone around your age since you were almost bored to death.
Shortly after the Pevensies arrived at the mansion, peculiar things happened. First Lucy claimed that she found a winter world in the wardrobe, then you went into that magic world alone when you were exploring the mansion, then you returned to that world with the others and figured out that the Pevensies were prophecied as the kings and queens of that world while you were the legendary warrior. Everything was so weird but fun at the same time. You learned how to fight, how to read ancient Narnian and many more.
Throughout all the adventures you had in Narnia, you could easily say Peter was your best friend. Despite being the high king, Peter was really down-to-earth and really chilled. He never treated you like you not as important as him. Instead, he treated you like one of his siblings, with love and care. Being an only child in your family, you really enjoyed having a brother like him. You were also close to the other Pevensies, but Peter would always be your best friend.
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FOR NARNIA AND FOR ASLAN
General Masterlist
Stoned
Character: Peter x reader
Warning: TLTWTWW Movieverse, Shitty writing, a little bit of angst
Words: 1240 words
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It was just a regular day at the Aslan camp. You started your day with a big breakfast with your dad, Aslan, and started training with Orieus, the centaur general. After having lunch with your dad again, you continued with your training. Your day was productive, but it got boring quickly if you keep repeating it. Until that day.
That morning was as normal as you expected. Just when you finished your morning training and on your way to the dining area, some fawn tells that the children of Adam and Eve have arrived at the camp when you are having your training. As the daughter of Aslan, your father made it your responsibility to make the sons of Adam and daughters of Eve as comfortable and welcome as possible. So, you went around the camp and look for the prophesied children. All of a sudden, you heard a girly scream coming from the river band. Instantly, you ran to the river and took out your bow and arrows. You saw two girls hanging from the tree with a big grey wolf snapping at their feet and a couple more surrounding them. You immediately recognised the wolf under the tree as Vardain, the second-in-charge of the White Witch's secret police.
Just when you shot down one of the secret police, a tall brunette boy came out of the bushes with a sword in his hand, holding it very wrongly you may add. You saw the boy physically shaking and obviously very scared, but that didn't stop him from doing anything to protect his sister. At that very moment, you knew that this boy had a heart of gold. He knew that he'll be a great king one day and you had hopelessly fallen in love with him.
Just when you were still lost in his mesmerizing blue eyes, the wolf Maugrim snapped and jumped on him. With your fast reflex, you quickly ran in front of him and your trusty sword pierced through him like a knife through butter. You father arrived at the murder scene. He saw the sword on the wolf body and he thought the boy slew the wolf, so he knighted the boy. You didn't really mind that the boy took all your credit, considering that you didn't really care about having titles or not.
Anyway, after the knighting ceremony was over, you father introduced you to that boy and you found out that the boy was Peter Pevensie, the future king of Narnia. You tried your best to stay calm and act as normal as possible in front of him, after all, it's never an easy task to act "normal" in front of your crush. Your father asked you to teach Peter how to wield his sword and other weapons, so you became the teacher of your crush.
You spent almost every day with Peter, teaching him everything and preparing him for the upcoming battle. Despite your feelings towards that handsome prince, you stayed professional and minimized your contact with him. You didn't want to stay away from him, but every time you look into his ocean blue eyes, you can't help but forget who you are and everything about it, and let's be frank, it was not healthy for one of the greatest fighter and general of the Narnia Army to lost your cool. Even though you stayed away from Peter most of the time, your feeling didn't grow less. In fact, it just got larger.
To Peter, you were that mysterious beautiful girl that he was scared to approach, afraid that he would make a bad impression on you and scaring you permanently. Little did he know that you also had a crush on him.
Everything was going perfectly fine. Edmund was back, Peter was slowly becoming an expert in being a knight, the army was performing as good as they should be. You took Peter and Edmund to the skirt of the forest, seeing that they needed a change of scenery to improve their fighting skills. You finished your daily class with the boys and was heading back to the camp. All of a sudden, a pack of wolves leapt out of the woods. Luckily, Peter and Edmund were already experts with their weapons and quickly fought off those wolves. It took little time for you guys to kill all of the sudden-attack- enemies. Suddenly, a bright blue light shot to you and hit an innocent passerby bird. You looked at that direction and noticed that the White Witch was here. She was as fierce as usual, her dark eyes screamed out evil and her wand was at the position, ready to turn everything in her way into statues. Being a well-trained fighter, you could immediately tell that the White Witch only had one goal for this unexpected ambush, and if she succeeds, let just say it would not look good.
You saw the White Witch marched towards Peter, with a determined look on her face and the magic wand in her hand. You knew you have to do something or else all hell breaks loose, literally. Just when the White Witch raised her wand, you rushed to her and pushed Peter out of her way. You felt a sharp icy pain in your lungs and that pain slowly shifted to your entire body. That pain was nothing like you'd experienced before, it was like dipping yourself into ice cold water and then immediately put you into the burning hot fire. You had no idea where the heat come from, after all, she's the White Witch, not the Fire Witch. It slowly came to your mind that you could not move your body and you were turning into a statue.
Panic was never an option in your life, as the daughter of the oh-so-magnificent-Aslan, you had all the reason to remain calm in whenever situation. But for the very first time in your life, you'd never been so scared. The first thing that came to your minded is that you never told Peter how you truly feel about him, and that thought alone made your tears fall.
You could hear your father's roar and the White Witch was nowhere to be seen. Your heart leapt in joy once you realised that you took the victory in this sneak attack of hers. Before you turned into a dull rock, you saw Peter standing in front of you. Tears strayed down his cheek, apologies were being repeated and repeated. You fully aware that this may be the last time you talk to him and you may never see him again. Fighting with all you can, you moved your hand to him, holding his hand tightly and finally said to him the words you'd been dying to say.
Peter didn't take long to fully comprehend what you just told him, instead of saying things, you could feel his lips crushed to yours. You swear you could feel the fireworks in your stomach, and a large grin was hanged on your tear-stained yet still gorgeous as hell face. You could feel the magic rushing to your head before you fall into eternal darkness, you whispered to him "I love you," and you closed your eyes, welcomed the darkness with open arms.
The last things you heard was Edmund's crying, your father roaring and Peter promising you that he'll do anything to get you back to normal.
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FOR NARNIA AND FOR ASLAN
General Masterlist
some fucking resources for all ur writing fuckin needs
body language masterlist
a translator that doesn’t eat ass like google translate does
a reverse dictionary for when ur brain freezes
550 words to say instead of fuckin said
638 character traits for when ur brain freezes again
some more body language help