Hannah

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Listeningvalley Masterlist

I got tired of scrolling through my feed to find my works so I decided I might as well make a master list :)

Don’t Forget That I Love You (Edmund x Reader)

Where Are My Glasses? (Edmund x Reader)

I Spy  (Edmund x Reader)

All Work And No Sleep (Edmund x Reader)

Match Re-Maker Pt. 1 (Edmund x OC)

Match Re-Maker Pt. 2 (Edmund x OC)

How To Win A Duel (Edmund x Reader)

No One Ever Thought (Edmund x OC)

Ain’t No Party Like A Reading Party (Edmund x Reader)

Where Am I? (The Pevensies x Reader)

You Make Really Good Tea (Edmund x Reader)

Language Barrier (Edmund x Reader)

I’m Cold (Cor x Aravis)

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I’m Cold (Cor x Aravis)

I was going through my documents and I found this that I wrote in November of last year.  I figured since it’s been ages since I’ve posted (sorry about that) I would go ahead and share it with you.  It's a Modern AU. I just did a quick read through so if there are any mistakes, my apologies.  I remember now that the reason I didn’t post it right away was because I was worried I didn’t get the personalities correct so let me know what you think.  I know it’s a winter/Christmas type story and it’s currently summer but maybe this’ll help distract you from the heat? And hey, Christmas in July is a thing.  Okay, I’m done, enjoy the story.

  “I hate snow,” Aravis mumbled to herself while wrapped in a mound of blankets on the couch. 

  She, Cor, and Corin had taken a trip to the mountains because Corin claimed he ‘needed a break from the sweltering heat and need company for his excursion’.  After successfully convincing Cor and Aravis to go with him, he booked them a suite in a five-star lodge.  Personally, Aravis didn’t care how many stars this stupid place had; it did nothing to keep her from being cold.

   The worst part was this weather made her incredibly grumpy.  Cor had argued that she was always grumpy, which had almost started a food fight in the dining room last night. 

   A sudden gust of wind came in, making Aravis borrow even deeper into her cacoon, as the twins rushed in with red cheeks and covered in snow.

   “Aravis!” Corin exclaimed as he ran towards the fire.  “Why are you staying cooped up in here when you could be outside skiing or snowboarding?”

   “Corin, if I’m cold sitting here, wrapped in blankets, heat on, and near a roaring fire, there is no way in hell I’m not going to die of pneumonia if I go outside,” Aravis snapped glaring at him.

   Corin shrugged as he finished shredding his layers.  He started for the bedroom he and Cor were sharing before stopping short and turning.

   “By the way,” he said with a glint in his eye. “I managed to snag an invitation to that party that’s being held tonight so try not to miss me too much when I’m gone.”

   With a wink, he disappeared into the bedroom.

   Aravis moved her glare from the closed bedroom door to Cor’s figure as he sat by the fire.

   “What does he mean by snagged an invitation?”

   Cor chuckled.

   “We ran into a few girls on the slopes and Corin captured their attention.  One of them turned out to be the daughter of the man who owns the lodge.  Corin did a little charming and next thing you know we’re invited to a party.”

   “We?”

   “Well I was standing there and it would have been rude to invite only one of us.”

   “Are you going?” Aravis inquired, suddenly wishing she had gone skiing so she could have given these girls a piece of her mind.

   Cor turned from the fire to look at her with a raised eyebrow, making Aravis want to look away.  Too late she realized that the haughtiness of her tone had not completely hidden the sadness underneath. 

   Cor opened his mouth to speak but just then a crash sounded when the door Corin had disappeared into slammed against the wall as he strutted out in dry clothes.

   “See you two later!” he called and, with another wink, was out the door again.

   Cor let out a sigh as the door slammed shut and stood up, mumbling something about changing into dry clothes too.

   Aravis hardly heard him, but watched him out of the corner of her eye as he walked away.  Why was she feeling like this today?  What was she even feeling?  Aravis knew the answer as soon as she asked herself the question. Jealousy.  She was feeling jealous.  But there was nothing she could do about that.  She and Cor were friends.  Friends and nothing more.

   Her thoughts were interrupted when she heard Cor yell from the bedroom.

   “Aravis, you stole our blankets!”

   “Well you weren’t using them!” She yelled back indignantly, clutching the blankets in her arms.

   “Why aren’t you using your blanket?” Cor questioned her as he marched out of the bedroom to stand in front of her, now wearing a fresh set of clothes.

   “I am using mine. These northern idiots seem to think one blanket is enough for a person!”

   “Well I’m cold!”

   “Well I am too!”

   “How?  You might as well be hiding under Mount. Everest! I can hardly see your face!”

   “I just am! I’m not a polar bear! I’m not cut out for this kind of weather!”

   “Well how am I supposed to get warm?”

   “I don’t know! Go sit in the fire, that’ll do the trick! If you’re thinking about taking one of my blankets you’d better think again, mister!  The only way you’re using one of these is if you join me under here!”

   They both froze at this. 

   Aravis sunk into the covers until her head disappeared, leaving Cor standing there with his lips slightly parted in shock. 

   After a long silence she heard him whisper, “May I?”

   Aravis mind seemed to freeze and speed into oblivion at the same time. 

  “If you want to, Shasta.”

   Cor smiled then; a very large, very giddy smile.

   Slowly he grabbed the corner of the mound and lifted it up, making Aravis shiver as a blast of cold air hit her.  He lowered himself on the sofa, turning onto his side as if to face Aravis just as she shifted to face away from him.

   “I’m about to fall off,” Cor complained.  He wasn’t really.  He just wanted to see what Aravis would do; how far they were going to take this. 

   There was a pause, shorter than the last few, before he heard her mumble, “Well then scooch in, idiot.”

   He smiled again as he moved closer, moving his arm to rest atop to curve of her figure to allow for more room.

   They stayed like this for a while, both slightly tense but strangely content, until Aravis decided she couldn’t take it anymore.

   Cor heard her mumble something he couldn’t understand before she began to wiggle her way around to face him.  He was about to ask her what she was doing when she placed her lips on his own.

   His mind exploded.  He found he couldn’t think straight; He couldn’t think of anything but the warm press of her lips against his.

   Too soon, he felt her pull away.  She began to flip away from him again but he swiftly wrapped his arms around her frame and held her close.  Her dark eyes glared at him but there was a glint in them that hadn’t been there before.  There was a pause as they starred at each other.  Finally, a small smile appeared on Cor’s face.

   “If I had known the way to kiss you was to freeze you to death I would have done it sooner.”

   “Shut up!” Aravis exclaimed, hitting his chest.

   Cor laughed.  “What took you so long?”

   “Me?  You’re the man.  According to society, you’re the one who should initiate this sort of thing.”

   Cor’s smile faultered.  “I didn’t know you wanted me to.”

   Aravis laughed loudly.  “And here I thought I was being too obvious!  Haven’t you noticed how territorial I’ve become of you?  I want punch every girl the goes near you and when you’re even remotely civil to them it makes me mad!  Every time you’d smile at them or laugh at their jokes I’d be mad that it wasn’t directed at me; then I’d be mad at myself for being mad and-.”

   She was interrupted when Cor pressed his lips to hers again.  Their mouths moved in unison until they both pulled away for air.  Aravis looked down at the blankets before mumbling, “Besides, I didn’t think you’d want me to do anything.”

   “Not want you to do something?  Aravis, I’ve wanted to kiss you for a while now.  If you even look at a guy I get mad and then Corin won’t shut up about me making a move but I was always too scared to.  You’re this-this goddess and you’re so strong and bold-beautiful-you always know what you want, and I was certain you didn’t want me.”

   He stopped talking when he saw the smile that light up her face and the way she was shaking her head.

   “Idiot.”

   Aravis leaned in and gave his lips a quick peck.  A small smile continued to grace her lips as she snuggled closer to him and laid her head on his chest.

   She closed her eyes and mumbled, “Next time some girls invite you to a party, say you can’t go unless your girlfriend can come too.”

   “Oh, so you’re my girlfriend now?”

   Aravis’ eyebrow shot up as she opened her eyes.  But when she saw the smile Cor was wearing she just shook her head and laughed. 

   Closing her eyes again, she snuggled a little closer to him, felt his arms tighten around her waist, and decided that maybe this place wasn’t so horrible after all.

   That is, until Corin burst in a few hours later, waking them up with screams of triumph and never letting them hear the end of it.

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*Edmund and Peter sleep without shirts on pass it on*

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I’m listening….

Having seperation anxiety with somebody, and you can’t stand it so you just crawl into Edmund’s (or Peter’s) bed and lay there until you can fall alseep again. 

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Narnia themed asks!

The Pevensies: Do you have any siblings?

Lucy: Something you've always known to be true?

Edmund: Is there something you strongly regret?

Susan: What do you want to do when you're older/grown up?

Peter: Something or someone you will always defend?

Digory: How far would you go to save someone you love?

Polly: If you could plant any food and have it grow into a tree, what would you plant?

Jill: Do you want to go to Narnia?

Eustace: Have you ever experienced something that made you change the way you view the world?

Aravis: What is the most scary choice you've ever made?

Cor/Shasta: Something you believed to be true when you were younger?

Corin: Are you a fighter or a negotiator?

Caspian: Are you a leader or a follower?

Jadis: Something you've destroyed?

Uncle Andrew: Where would you like to travel?

The Beavers: Favourite non-human fictional character?

The White Witch: Favourite villain?

Mr Tumnus: Do you play any instruments?

Aslan: Are you religious?

Caspian: Your biggest role model?

Reepicheep: Favourite character?

Puddleglum: Something you are afraid of?

The Lady of the Green Kirtle: If you could turn into an animal at will, what animal would it be?

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CORAVIS YASPLZ

OKAY

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Why are you hesitant to post Coravis? I feel like you'd be good at it

Thanks. They're my favorites, from my favorite book in the series, and I'm just worried I won't have their personalities and relationship correct.

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I miss you. Where are you? Are you working on anything? What's up?

Aww thanks :) what's up is a lot of school, 4-H (I'm a youth leader and I'm telling you it's like having a job), and applying to colleges (which is involving a lot of time and stress). I'm also *somewhat* participating in Nanowrimo (I'm not trying to write a novel, just write something everyday). For one of the days I attempted something Coravis but I'm not sure if I'll post it. Another day I worked on an Edmund x Reader Modern AU with a twist(ish) but I need to research some things to finish it and haven't had time. All that to say, I'm hella busy but stuff should come soon if I write something I actually like.

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Are you okay?

Tired and stressed with a lot of headaches lately but yeah

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Reblog if you're in the Narnia fandom I need more of it on my dash

BONUS POINTS IF YOU’RE CORAVIS TRASH

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reblog and tag your Favorite Dead Character™.

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*tags all of the Narnia characters*

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Excuse you.

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*all except Susan*

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✨ IF YOU RECEIVE THIS, POST RANDOM THINGS ABOUT YOURSELF AND THEN PASS IT ON TO YOUR 15 FAVOURITE FOLLOWERS ✨

I was tagged by the lovely @rosieweasleys. I don’t know how many facts are wanted so I just did 20.

1. I’m an extreme introvert but I am able to talk to people, lead/teach stuff, and do public speaking. 2. I love buttons/pins (whatever they’re called) and I have tons of them on my backpack (mostly book related). 3. I recently went kayaking at night and it was the most terrifying thing I have ever done but I also really enjoyed it. 4. I am always wearing a necklace and a ring. (The ring has an anchor on it. The necklace rotates: right now it’s a heart with a bear on it that I got in NM. This one’s my favorite tbh but I like to change it every now and then) 5. I once wrote a sonnet about how much I hated writing sonnets. 6. I love putting salted peanuts in Coca-Cola 7. I love to go bow hunting but dove hunting is my favorite. 8. I have a bullet journal that my friend made me start and I didn’t think I’d like it or continue on but I love it. 9. My Meyers Briggs type is INTP, my Hogwarts house is Slytherin, and my Ilvermorny house is Horned Serpent. 10. I almost exclusively listen to Broadway, Panic! At The Disco, and oldies (60s - 80s mostly) 11. I’m the kind of person who puts stickers on their laptop (on the case though, not the actual device) 12. I love lakes and I love to go tubing (even though it terrifies me sometimes) 13. I have recently started a love for creepy books 14. My favorite YA book is Six of Crows and my favorite classic is Dracula 15. I do 4-H and I’m currently the 1st Vice President 16. I’m lazy so I usually don’t wear makeup unless it’s a special event, somewhere where I like to feel a little put together, or I was just in the mood to. 17. I’m having trouble writing my college application essays because I keep being too sarcastic and sassy 18. I love art. I mostly do black and white sketches but I recently took a painting class and I loved it. I’m currently taking a sculpting class and don’t love it all that much tbh 19. I sew my own clothes and got 2nd at state this past year (in Re-Fashion which was a new thing for me and I loved it). 20. I talk during movies. Like, a lot. Even in the public theaters.

Honestly I’m not sure who all is following me so if you are and want to do this then *boop* you’re tagged! (No, this isn’t cheating. I don’t know what you’re talking about).

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Listeningvalley Masterlist

I got tired of scrolling through my feed to find my works so I decided I might as well make a master list :)

Don’t Forget That I Love You (Edmund x Reader)

Where Are My Glasses? (Edmund x Reader)

I Spy  (Edmund x Reader)

All Work And No Sleep (Edmund x Reader)

Match Re-Maker Pt. 1 (Edmund x OC)

Match Re-Maker Pt. 2 (Edmund x OC)

How To Win A Duel (Edmund x Reader)

No One Ever Thought (Edmund x OC)

Ain’t No Party Like A Reading Party (Edmund x Reader)

Where Am I? (The Pevensies x Reader)

You Make Really Good Tea (Edmund x Reader)

Language Barrier (Edmund x Reader)

I’m Cold (Cor x Aravis)

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Language Barrier (Edmund x Reader)

Hey, look! Hannah has a Drabble! I’m so sorry this took so long! But hey, it’s here. Also, a HUGE thank you to @nylonsandlipstick for all of her help with the Spanish! Hope y'all enjoy!

Request: I think a long time ago you had this headcanon where Edmund and his girlfriend would get into an argument and she knew Spanish so she was yelling at him in Spanish but Edmund didn’t know Spanish but Peter did? I’d love to see that written out if you had ever wanted to write that out into a one shot or something. :) I love your writing btw :D

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“I can’t believe you did that!”

“What did-”

“I mean of all the pig-headed, grinch-hearted, low-life things to do!”

“Y/N! What did I do?” Edmund asked exasperated.

Y/N whipped around and glared at him. Edmund suddenly wished he had kept his mouth shut and said sorry for…well, whatever he did.

“What did you do?” Y/N asked in a scarily calm voice before erupting into a yell. “What did you do?! Oh, ¡Te diré lo que hicistes! ¡Tú me avergonzastes enfrente del consejo! Tú sabes que eso no me gusta. Pero todavía lo hicistes. Nunca pensé que podrías caer tan bajo, Edmund. ¡Nunca! Termine. Me voy y no hay nada que puedas decir para detenerme. Puedes sentarte aqui y pensar que horrible has estado. Puedes ahogarte en tu culpabilidad. Mejor todavia. Puedes ahogarte en tu confusion. Yo se que no me puedes entender y eso hace el mejor venganza. Vas a ahogarte en tu incertidumbre. Sentarse alli, Edmund. Sentarse y preguntar donde diablose tu hicistes mal. Debido en donde tu fuistes mal, mi amigo. Muy, muy mal!”

With that, Y/N stormed out of the room, slamming the door. Edmund sat there, blinking, trying to figure out what she had said when he heard a low whistle.

He turned around to see Peter come in through another door with a small smile on his face. “Boy,” Peter chuckled. “You messed that up.”

“But what did I do?”

“Oh you did something alright,” Peter said, shuffling through some papers on the desk. “But I won’t tell you just yet.”

“What? Why not?”

“I have to let Y/N get her revenge.”

“You’re horrible, you know that?”

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Later that evening, Peter walked in to see Edmund sitting at his desk with his head in his hands. Y/N still wasn’t talking to him and instead of doing his work, like he was supposed to do, he had spent the day racking his brain, trying to figure out where he went wrong earlier.

Peter walked over to him and ruffled his hair, causing Edmund to sit up and glare at him. “Figure it out?” Peter asked with a slight smirk.

Edmund let out a long sigh. “No.”

Peter shook his head. How could someone so smart be so clueless with this type of thing? He would’ve known why Y/N was mad even if he didn’t know Spanish. He had heard what happened in the council earlier and cringed because he knew Edmund was completely oblivious to it.

“I suppose I’ve let Y/N’s revenge last long enough.” Peter started, causing Edmund to lean forward in anticipation. “I’ll give you a hint. Think about the council meeting.”

Edmund frowned. Slowly, the light of realization came to his eyes as he cursed and jumped out of his seat, heading for the door.

“Language!”

“Shut up, Peter.” Edmund said before opening the door and jogging out, calling for Y/N.

Peter smiled and shook his head. It was a good thing those two had him around.

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“Y/N”

She kept walking.

“Y/N!”

She walked faster. But her follower had broken into a run and grabbed her before she could get away.

“Let go, Edmund!” She whined, trying to wriggle out of his grasp.

“No! You need to let me apologize!” He said, pulling her completely into him and wrapping his arms around her, her arms pinned to her sides, so she couldn’t escape.

“I don’t want to hear it! You don’t even know what you’re apologizing for!” Y/N protested, still trying to get away.

“Yes, I do! I talked down to you in front of the council. I talked down to you. And I’m really, really sorry. I wasn’t thinking; I was too wrapped up in my own thoughts. It’ll never, ever happen again.”

Y/N stopped squirming and look at him. She could tell be his eyes that he genuinely meant it but she was still boiling over the fact that he’d actually done it.

“How did you finally realize what you’d done?”

“Peter told me.”

“What?” Y/N yelled, mad again.

“Well, he didn’t tell me. He gave me a hint. And he didn’t do it until a few minutes ago so you’d get your revenge. I’ve been trying to figure it out all day, Y/N. The town square might not get the much needed new fountain because I was so distracted I never filled out the paperwork.”

“Are you trying to blame that on me?” Y/N asked, glaring.

“No! No, I’m trying to explain how much our fight…I don’t know, messed me up. Broke me.”

Y/N expression softened a little at this. “So you’re truly sorry?”

“From the bottom of my heart I am.”

Y/N looked at the ground. She was about to say something when she felt her head tip up and lips crash into her own. She melted into the the kiss, but then pulled away and started to ask, “So you’ll-” but she was interrupted with lips again.

Pulling away slightly she started, “You promise-” but she was interrupted yet again. She sighed and deepened the kiss, knowing she had lost. Edmund loosened his hold on her enough so she could wrap her arms around his neck. Their mouths moved in unison and Y/N was grateful that one of his siblings knew Spanish. Otherwise, this might not be happening right now.

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ANYONE WHO KNOWS SPANISH OUT THERE?? So I finally finish a Drabble but I want to double check my Spanish cause I'm honestly not the best at it. Anyone willing to check it for me?

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You're really cool but you never really talk to the other narnia blogs. Why?

Oh uh. Well first of all, thanks for thinking I’m cool. Secondly, well, I’m shy for starters. I don’t know, I never really know what to say to start the conversation and then I feel like I’m bad at keeping it up. And human interaction, even over the Internet, drains me. Even if I enjoy it. Odd, I know. And half the time when I come on tumblr it’s to relax from socializing so I don’t even think about talking much…I’d love to talk more with all these lovely people. I’m just shy and tired. And to those who I do talk to, know that you’re special to me <3

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Thank you to everyone who entered! There were so many awesome accounts that reblogged my original post, and although it was difficult to decide on the winners, everyone who won deserved their award. For each category, there was one winner and one runner-up. The list of prizes are linked below :) Thank you again for 900! *Also, I combined aesthetics and moodboards ^^*

*Winners are in Bold and Runner Ups are in italics*

Edmund Pevensie award: Best icon

@pevxnsie // @mypevensiesusan

Lucy Pevensie Award: Best URL

@valiantohqueen // @cairxparavel

Caspian X award: Best Theme

@sassitarious // @gentleginny

Susan Pevensie Award: Best writing

@edmundforpresident // @listeningvalley

Eustace Scrubb Award: Best edits

@hauntedthief

Peter Pevensie Award: Best Narnia

@thedreamhasended // @edlusueandpete

Aslan Award: Best overall:

@ohnarnians // @itsalwaysnarnia

Digory Kirke Award: Best multifandom

@lillytalons // @thehufflepuffprefect

Prizes

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When are you going to write again?

Well I actually am writing. It's just nothing Narnia related: it's college application essays. I am however almost done with a Drabble but the reader speaks Spanish and I haven't had time to sit down and finish translating it (sorry to whoever requested it that it's taking so long). All that to say, once I finish all these essays then I should be good but it seems like once I finish one job next thing I know I have another.