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Narnia Incorrect Quotes 904/?
Kidnapper: We have your child
Edmund: I don't have a child
Kidnapper: Then, who just asked for the number of the British Consulate?
Edmund: Oh my god, you have Eustace
Edmund: Yeah... You can keep him, and good luck
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staliaqueen · 1 year
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narnia as text posts (part ???)
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luceherms · 1 month
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You doubt your worth. Do not run from who you are.
~Aslan, The Chronicles of Narnia by C.S. Lewis
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winterchildd · 2 years
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"Taking care of you"
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Title: "Taking care of you"
Word Count: 841
Pairing: Edmund x fem!Reader
Warnings: None, just fluff *w*
Request: Nop, I just wanted to give you a soft caring Edmund to bright your day 😚
Author's note: Don't have much to say, I wrote this for my big sis, 'cause she wasn't feeling well, mentally and phisically, and I wanted to cheer her a little bit. Hope this can make you guys smile too, and please always remember to take care of yourselves, your mental health matter as much as your physical health
Love you guys🌻
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"I can't believe..." Y/N mumbled as the slow creaking of the opening door reached her ears making her turn to the side and meet the guilty and obviously amused gaze of Edmund, who sneaked undisturbed into the room "You sneaked out again..." she sighed, letting out a hoarse laugh as she slowly, careful not to make sudden or too rapid movements, sat up with her back sunk limply against the pillows "You don't need to pass so often ... it's just a cold" she added while observing him with a sort of resignation as he confidently took his place on the chair next to her bed.
"It is necessary instead" Edmund replied with a smirk, leaning slowly towards her to place a delicate kiss on her forehead "I like to take care of you" he added as he took off his cloak letting it fall back on the backrest of the chair
"Uh uhm .... sure" Y/N said, amusedly tilting her head "Let's say you like to use me as an excuse to take a break from all those paperwork that Peter gives you" she chuckled slowly shaking her head
"Well let's say that I like to combine business with pleasure" Edmund replied with a chuckle, one of the mischievous ones, the kind that didn't promise anything good, the same that had stolen her heart by making her fall madly in love with him
"How are you feeling now?" he asked
"Better" Y/N answered, smiling just as if to reassure him "I rested all morning after Tumnus came to give me the remedy to lower the fever" she explained
"Were you able to eat something?" he asked again, looking at her with apprehension. Y/N smiled softly
"Yes" she replied "Tumnus brought me a hot soup with some toasted bread"
"Thank goodness" Edmund sighed with relief, grabbing her hand slowly, with all the delicacy he was capable of, placing a gentle kiss on her knuckles "It's a real shame that Lucy had to leave with Susan... the Cordial would have been useful" he said absently fiddling with her fingers
"What nonsense" Y/N immediately scolded him, frowning "The Cordial is for more serious things than a seasonal feaver" she added "I'm fine" she resumed then, softening the tone of her voice, gently looking up at him "You have no reason to worry so much" she tried to reassure him by giving him a small smile. Edmund shook his head slowly tightening his grip on her hand "I have more than one valid reason to worry" he replied seriously "The first is that you got sick because of me, because I forced you to ride in the rain the other day when we went out for a walk, and the second one is that I worried so much when they told me you passed out in the library. I felt my heart stopping when I saw you in bed, pale as a ghost .... you almost seemed ..."
"I'm sorry..." Y/N interrupted him, looking at him mortified "I didn't wanted to make you worry so much ..." she added guilty looking down at the blankets
"Don't apologize" Edmund replied, gently grabbing her face in his hands "I love you" he said, swetly looking in her eyes "It's normal that I worry about you" he added before placing a small kiss on her lips.
"You shouldn't be so close to me" Y/N calmly scolded him, moving away first and breaking the magic of that little kiss. "You will get a cold" she reminded him. Edmund shrugged his shoulders "Anything to spend more time with my queen" he chuckled placing another quick kiss on her lips. Y/N shook her head in amusement
"You really are a lost cause" she smiled, gently caressing his cheek
"I know" replied Edmund smiling at her sweetly, losing himself for a moment in the delicacy of her touch
"But now" he resumed, putting his hand behind his back with amusement "If you make room for me next to you - and he showed her a small book with an hard and a little damaged cover, sign that it had been read often, perhaps too often - I'll be more than happy to save you from boredom "
A glance was enough for Y/N to understand, to recognize the book that Edmund was holding in his hand; it was a storybook, the same one that every night, when they were still children and her parents sent her to Narnia to spend the winter, they secretly read together before going to bed, to finally be able to spend some alone time, without Peter, Susan or Lucy.
Slowly moving to the side, she made room for him on the bed. As soon as Edmumd was beside her, with his back comfortably placed against the pillows, Y/N leaned her head against his chest, and so, curled up in his arms, she listened enchanted to his voice giving life to the fairy tales that had made her childhood and that had started their love.
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csdarkfantasy · 5 months
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There was a boy called Eustace Clarence Scrubb, and he almost deserved it.
—C.S. Lewis, The Voyage of the Dawn Treader
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tenth-sentence · 7 months
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And she never could remember; and ever since that day what Lucy means by a good story is a story which reminds her of the forgotten story in the Magician's Book.
"The Chronicles of Narnia: The Voyage of the Dawn Treader" - C. S. Lewis
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whats-in-a-sentence · 6 months
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The other is that back in our own world everyone soon started saying how Eustace had improved, and how "You'd never know him for the same boy": everyone except Aunt Alberta, who said he had become very commonplace and tiresome and it must have been the influence of those Pevensie children.
"The Chronicles of Narnia: The Voyage of the Dawn Treader" - C. S. Lewis
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domonicriley · 2 months
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There was a boy called Eustace Clarence Scrubb, and he almost deserved it.
The Voyage of the Dawn Treader – C. S. Lewis
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fiction-quotes · 11 months
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...because Harold says one of the most cowardly things ordinary people do is to shut their eyes to Facts.
  —  The Voyage of the Dawn Treader (C. S. Lewis)
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twicedailyquotes · 1 year
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Courage, dear heart.
C.S. Lewis
The Chronicles of Narnia: The Voyage of the Dawn Treader
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dr-lizortecho · 2 years
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“In our world,” said Eustace, “a star is a huge ball of flaming gas.”
“Even in your world, my son, that is not what a star is but only what it is made of.”
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Narnia Incorrect Quotes 892/?
Edmund, after explaining a plan: Does anybody have any questions?
Eustace: Is this legal?
Edmund: Does anybody have any relevant questions?
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meganspoetry · 2 years
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'In our world,' said Eustace, 'a star is a huge ball of flaming gas.'
'Even in your world, my son, that is not what a star is, but only what a star is made of.'
The Island of the Star, from The Chronicles of Narnia
Of what are we made?
Not of knee-socks and tuckboxes; no, not anymore. Our schoolbooks lie still in our trunks, traded in for a soldier's oars; we might have studied knights and kings, but now is our chance to swing our own swords. Look into the distance, on the Dawn Treader's prow— tell me, what in our future do you see?
Of what are we made?
Traitors and dragons, those skins have been shed— warriors and rulers, are we of that stock instead? Let's look up to the stars, see what they have to say; because, after them, the world begins a new day.
for an ask game: send me a 🏡 if you want a poem about a fictional place that your blog reminds me of 💕
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oh-dear-so-queer · 9 months
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"There's a queer look in his eyes."
"The Chronicles of Narnia: The Voyage of the Dawn Treader" - C. S. Lewis
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inlovewithquotes · 2 years
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Most of us, I suppose, have a secret country but for most of us it is only an imaginary country. Edmund and Lucy were luckier than other people in that respect.
- The Voyage Of The Dawn Treader
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symphonyoflovenet · 2 years
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…one of the most cowardly things ordinary people do is to shut their eyes to Facts.
C. S. Lewis, The Voyage of the Dawn Treader
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