#restimar

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maybe not my all time fav but a song that is in my head that I love is bizarre love triangle

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restimar replied to your post:is 'crinkle' nz lingo for someting?

This is so #relatable! Tried to write crunk once and got crinkly

riiiiiight! hashtag relatable. let’s bond about this.

[katebushery]

restimar replied to your post: ok i’m finally home sunburnt af BUT i;...

see u at laneways?!!

YES OMG PLS i think i;m going alone bc my friend can't find any tickets so i'd LOVE 2 see u

[silver-apple]

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Send “ø” for a late night text.

[sent THE SEA - 01:34] MAY: but if a chair COULD talk [sent THE SEA - 01:56] MAY: what would it say ??

[actuallylucypevensie]

UM bro hi!!!!! I can't believe I didn't follow you until now?!?! high five for narnia-related urls! :D

Omg hello, thank you for following me haha!! High five back at ya :D This answer actually took me ages to write because I kept getting distracted scrolling through your blog (which is A+++ btw) haha

[yarncrafterliz]

Unwanted advice meme-thing from Restimar: "Stab him."

Frowning at Restimar, she seemed almost amused as she retorted, “One moment, ‘Stabby McStabberson’.  That has got to be the third time you’ve told me to stab someone whom I was complaining about.  Yes, that would technically remove the ‘problem’, but that would also land my stab-happy little behind in a prison cell.”

[silence-and-slumber-archive]

Pineapple Cookies and Philosophical Debates *Naerwen and Restimar*

Wen supposed that he was right. It *could* have been a hallucination from shock and blood loss. She, however, knew the truth. She had been so close to death even then. With the blackness creeping in and her own strength fading, there was no possible way she could have gotten to- let alone found- that place on her own. Wen couldn’t even tell which way was up!

“Oh, but Mar.” Wen reproached with gentle firmness. “Aslan is *always* here. Even if we cannot see Him, He is always near. Just because he returns to His Country in the Utter East does not mean He abandons us. He is always watching and listening.” As a prophetess, Wen knew this well. Even when she hadn’t seen the Lion for great stretches of time before the attack, all she had to do was call His name after a vision and He’d be there.

“Oh?” She asked curiously. “And who is this friend? Do I know them?”

“Had.” The girl corrected. “Fin left Narnia not long after Beruna fell. I have only Alex and Lord Peridan now.”

Laughing loudly, Wen shook her head. “We’ll make as much as you’d like.” Often times she was not sure how she felt about this Telmarine Lord. He was dangerous, and unperturbed by societal mores. Occasionally, he scared her. But times like this, when he seemed little more than an overgrown excited child, she found herself quite fond of him.

“Oh, goodness, no. The door is fine. Alex fixed it for me a while ago. While I was ill, I believe. Dara stayed with me while I was recovering from my injuries in Beruna. I was at death’s door for most of that time, and after I was well again at last, she’d been there for so long. I had grown used to her presence, and she wanted to strike her own way for a bit by then. So I asked her to move in with me.”

“Iris is our pet. An orphaned lamb I found after the war. Her mother was dead near the Iris plant I found her in. She was only a newborn, and surely would have died. I couldn’t let that happen, so I took her home with me.”

[yarncrafterliz]

"Drink" (ask thing)

Elizabeth nearly dropped her hip flask as a man invaded her personal space and flung an arm around her shoulders.  As it was, she nearly choked on her brandy, and it was lucky for him that she did this.  He would have been nursing a broken nose if she hadn't been so busy coughing.  "Wh...what...?  Restimar?  What are you doing?" "What's that?  Is it pineapple juice?" he asked, grinning, oblivious to her discomfort. "N-no, it's brandy..." she ducked out from under his arm.  "Very cold out, you know..." "I know!  Isn't it fun?  Can I have some of that?"  He made a grab for the flask. "Um..." Elizabeth handed it over, looking more confused than annoyed, and then she began to laugh.  "Don't drink all of it!  I'm cold, too!"