“Harry, you are so loved, so loved.”

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@pevensie-trash
“Harry, you are so loved, so loved.”
the boy who lived
TCON + Edmund and Lucy [3/3] ♡ The Voyage of the Dawn Treader
Edmund: May I present High King Peter of Narnia, the Magnificent, Wolfsbane, Son of Adam, Knight of the First Order of the Lion, Bearer of Rhindon... the whole damn circus really.
Peter: Don’t correct me!!
Susan: Don’t be wrong.
A new mode of production arises out of the newly networked masses.
Fanartists:
Thingiverse users:
Royalty free sounds
Flash games
Productivity has always been there
Because shockingly when people enjoy what they do (you make it enjoyable instead of just hammering on them) people WANT to do things!
Fanfiction authors!!
Where is the button to shout this from the rooftop?
actually, growing up is feeling like i turned sixteen two days ago. i’ve been eighteen for years. fifteen year olds seem so young. wasn’t i fifteen just a few weeks ago? all my friends and i are still twelve. i’m closer to thirty than to being a baby. i never got to be a kid. i never grew past eight. i can’t talk to my mom. i want to sit in her lap forever. i want to decide everything for myself. i need someone to tell me exactly what to do. the week is going by so slow. an entire year has passed.
Edmund Pevensie + Royalty AU requested by @scvrllet
REBLOGS ARE APPRECIATED
Have you ever been described as wicked?
god i wish. i feel like that’s reserved for people 5′7″ and up though. shorter than that you’re mischievous
Below 5'7": Mischievous
5'7"-6'0": Wicked
>6'0": Dastardly
i started some pevensie fanart MONTHS ago and this week started working on it again, i’ll probably post it soon idk
i love how we’ve decided that Lucy has blonde hair but we keep the rest of the Pevensies hair colour canon to the movies ahahah
maybe it’s from “gay and golden haired”???
happy trans day of visibility i love all of you !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
i love how joyfully powerful she obviously feels the second they hand her the sword because that’s what i would do if given a cool weapon
In the forest
AU in which the geography of Narnia literally, drastically changes after the Pevensies vanish:
the forests change their shapes and sprawl further and wider as the tree spirits search for their missing kings and queens
even when most of them have gone to sleep, they still seem to move, sometimes shifting five and ten feet over the course of a few decades. eventually, most are congregated near lanternwaste
the winter after their disappearance is the harshest in 15 years. it comes on early and doesn't clear up until May. In spring the fog rolls in, the kind that sinks and settles into the lungs and reintroduces diseases Narnia hasn't faced in well over a century
over time the mountains erode and crumble, creating valleys and passes and tunnels and caves that hadn't existed before. later visitors to Narnia are shocked and filled with dread at the sight: stony faces, inhuman faces, and as sad as a face can be, such that they look hardly like rock formations and more like the remains of sleeping, sorrowed giants
travel from Archenland into Narnia dwindles. shepherds and their flocks, children with wanderlust, and unlucky others pass through the mountains, but the hills before them start to shift. little landmarks disappear. creeks wind about in circles; trees and boulders close in around them. it becomes impossible to find their way
luckily, there's usually a kindly satyr to lead them back to the mountain pass. "since the sons of adam and daughters of eve have gone," he says, "Narnia wants them back. best not travel alone, lest you remind the hills of their kings. best not travel at all."
peter pevensie
being soft and
the best big brother
my partner in crime in simping over will requested/inspired this moodboard, so this is for her @patriciagracesblog ily ʕっ•ᴥ•ʔっ hope u like it!
you can request moodboards! ♡
“I think Lanford‘s going to tell Mum we’re disturbed.”
“I’m not honestly sure we can refute that. Especially not after that fencing practice business, what were you thinking? Spencer came haring in here yelling your Ed’s gone off his rocker –“
“Spencer has a taste for melodrama. Anyway, it was sabre, what was I supposed to do? Pretend to fumble swordplay? And don’t say yes, you haven’t a leg to stand on. You’re still not allowed to box in school.”
“Well, I told Lanford we’d trained at swords with the Professor, but he still looked a bit stunned when I left his office. Don’t do that again, Ed. Or at least tone it down a bit. What did he give you?”
“Detention and a smarting hand, and a referral to the senior fencing team.”
“Oh, that’s typical. Lucy’s written us, by the way.”
“Really?”
“Apparently she’s been writing poems in iambic hexameter. The nuns don’t know what to do with her. You’re as bad as each other.”
“Nothing from Susan?”
“No.”