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sweetpandorabox · 1 year

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Peter Pevensie as a Boyfriend ⚔️🛡️

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⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎…⋙

Warnings ⚠️: Slight mentioned of sexual themes and some spicy stuff.

Dating this incredibly attractive, loyal protector and brave older Pevensie sibling could include:

👑👱🏻‍♂️🏰

He's really protective of you and often expresses how much he loves and cares for you, so much so that if anyone even tries to come close to hurting you by words or physically he won't hesitate to eliminate them.

He's quite a gentleman and believes that he has to take care of all the ladies in his life including his Mother, Susan, Lucy, and especially you. He would offer his arm when the two of you are waking together, he would bow to you when he greets you and he never lets you carry anything, Peter has that timeless chivalry personality about him.

Sword fighting lessons with him only for it to turn into an extremally spicy make-out session after, because of the build-up of sexual tension over time and the fact that he always wins with him pinning you down on the floor without even trying.

You are the only one that can calm him down after he blows up after fighting with his sibling or is stressing out about ruling Narnia.

He would see you falling asleep nearby the entrance of the castle waiting for him to return from a patrol ride around Narnia which he finds to be the most precious thing, then he'll pick you up in his arm and carry you to sleep in his bedroom and not your own one.

He calls you cute nicknames like Darling, Pretty, Lovely, or Princess.

Likes when you call him Pete, Darling, Sugar, or Your Highness (He likes when you call him that because it sounds so seductive coming from your mouth).

His love language is probably Acts of Services, sure he loves a good PDA once in a while and all the things you both did together as a date, but he's a natural server and protector. He shows his love by protecting you, making sure you're fed well and healthy, or the little things like helping you take off your gown, brushing your hair for you, or helping bathe you.

Ask for your input before making a big decision because he trusts you and relies on you for support especially if he has to debate it with his siblings first.

Horseback riding around the beach in Cair Paravel to watch the sunset, but the both of you would ride and share one horse with you sitting and wrapping your arm around his torso, while he leads the horse.

Whenever he sees you doing something and looks about busy he comes up behind you, and turns you to face him by spinning you around by the waist before caressing your cheek softly and then pulling you into a sweet yet passionate kiss.

He requests you specifically when he's hurt/injured after a battle or some tough fight training days to take care of him, like cleaning his wounds, being there to kiss him, holding his hand to lessen the pain, or performing some oral sex on him if he's in the mood (😏) instead of choosing his other loyal servants.

The two of you are always smiling around each other before it erupts into a fit of laughter out of nowhere ending up with you and Pete on the floor dying.

Lucy and Edmund would catch the both of you kissing or showing PDA somewhere then they'd look at each other and get grossed out saying "Eww" or "Get a room you two, there's a billion inside this castle", then you and Pete would somehow share the same mindset and start teasing them by kissing even more, or exaggerating the PDA until both Lucy and Edmund can't take anymore and run off, giving you and Pete a good laugh after.

When it comes to sex he's very gentle with you making sure to put you first before himself, despite how much you drive him crazy with lust because of how attractive you are to him, so it's mostly slow, passionate sex but he does love giving you a good hickey mark all over your neck and chest area or when you give him a bit of ear play to get him turned on.

He's actually quite funny intentionally most of the time and can be quite sassy as well which you find hilarious especially when he's annoyed, hungry, or frustrated.

Let's you wear and steal his white long-sleeve tunic for bed instead of proper pajamas because it looks adorable on you and fits slightly larger.

He falls for your cute puppy eyes every time, even if he says no multiple times or refuses your request at this moment it always works and he always says "Oh come on don't do this to me Darling" but then you'd plead and he would sigh before smiling and boom he says yes.

He never goes to sleep without solving a fight and he wouldn't let you sleep either until the both of you have a makeup kiss.

He doesn't seem to be the jealous type on the inside because he hides it so well from you, but when he sees someone staring at you for more than 5 seconds he rolls his eyes and kisses you out of nowhere.

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#peter pevensie #peter pevensie x reader #peter pevensie x you #headcanon #the pevensies #chronicles of narnia #narnia #narnia fanfiction #the chronicles of narnia #narnia fandom #fluff #romantic #imagines #imagine #aslan #cair paravel

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witchthewriter · 1 year

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𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐈 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐍𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐚 𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲

⤷ gender neutral, ambiguous race, and any size reader. Requests are open, thank you for reading!

a/n: you can take the relationship with the characters as romantic or platonic - completely up to you. Also I feel like this is a neurodivergent thing, where we pick something that looks shiny, cute or weird and gift it to someone we love. It’s the neurotypicals that usually think it’s weird...

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𝑺𝑭𝑾🌿

𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐲 (1000% neurodivergent. Most likely has AuDHD)

・Running to Lucy to told her to shut her eyes and hold our her hands

・Would undoubtedly take the rock excitedly

・Actually would be out in the woods looking at pretty rocks with you in the first place

“Ooh this one actually shines in the light!” She says as she holds it up to the sun. Without realising, she had found a citrine gemstone.

・There are many different rocks in Narnia, and because of the magic, there’s no ... logic, to what can be found

・It makes humans very interested

・Both of you returning back to the castle covered in dirt but with sacks full of rocks (Peter says you can only choose your favourite 3 and the rest have to be left outside)

・Is definitely a hobby for you and Lucy

・It’s what you bonded over in the beginning of your friendship

・Has a collection in her room that she’s specifically told the servants not to get rid of (because the majority of the collection are just plain rocks)

・Would have a smooth stone that she keeps in her pocket to rub - as a form of stimming

𝐄𝐝𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐝 (Is neurodivergent, but has masked for so long that he doesn’t know how to unmask)

・Is used to Lucy giving him trinkets, ribbons, rocks, shells etc when they were young

・So when you present him the rock that “reminded you of him,” he blushes a little and thanks you

・He absolutely loves when people tell him “oh this made me think of you,” and it’s a positive thing ??? It blows his mind

・Edmund has no judgement. He just thinks it’s normal. Unlike some people who think it’s just plain weird (idk why they think it’s weird. It’s so human to want to collect things.)

・Edmund actually has a momento of each place that he’s visited. Both in Narnia and the human world.

・At home he has snow globes, pins, train tickets, pens, pamphlets, etc in his room, to remind him of all the places his been. And that war won’t be forever. That the world has a lot to offer.

・However, Edmund can agree that the collectible items are much better in Narnia

・Everything feels alive with magic, especially when Aslan is near

𝐒𝐮𝐬𝐚𝐧 (I’m actually thinking a lil neurodivergent. Maybe even autistic??)

・Like Edmund, she’s used to when Lucy would bring her random objects

・Hence why you found it so easy to give her things you thought were cool

・This was a common occurance, and it was nearly a daily routine for Susan to empty out her pockets of a night and see random objects

・Sometimes when she’s too focused on something, you’ll just slip the things into her pockets; notes, reminders, things she’s forgotten to take with her, silly little presents etc.

・She always knows it’s you

・Not in a weird way - but she can smell you, so she isn’t startled by your presence ... like ever

・So when you gave her the rock, a glinting piece of labradorite, she held it up to the light and moved it about. Making it flash here and there.

・She was very impressed

“This will go great with the collection!”

𝐏𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫 (is definitely neurotypical. One of the judgy ones as well, until you - who opens his mind.)

・The least ... chill about it.

・Thinks collecting things is a waste of time unless they serve a purpose

・Has made you angry a few times because of it

・Lucy had to tell him to be nicer because the way he was going about it ... god he was being so headstrong

・So now he goes about it a lot more gently (because he’s gotten to know you better as well. You’re an important person in his life and he doesn’t want to upset you)

・So when you show him, he nods his head and does a weird, “oh thanks,” with furrowed brows.

・He doesn’t understand that it’s a token of your love/feelings toward him

・Not until you scrunch your face up and explain that to him

・And then he’s like, “oh wow. Okay then, I love it! Thank you - please give it to me,” and he’s chasing you around the room.

𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐚𝐧 (Not neurodivergent but loves people who are different and think out of the box)

・You had found him in the training yard, sweaty and out of breath

・Although in an established relationship, you still take the time to explain why you do certain things and what certain things mean to you, why you do certain things etc.

・Even if the word neurodivergent doesn’t exist yet, the people do. And are known as the poets, writers, creators, the intelligent, the weird, the hermits.

・And Caspian has always had an open-mind. No matter what, he’s always gone into things thinking about different points of view

・So a lot of things happened naturally with Caspian. And explaining yourself was easy because he understood a lot of your concepts

・When you gave him the rock, you were incredibly nervous but still desperate to show Caspian because it was a part of your background - collecting things, and you wanted to share that with him

・In all truthfulness, Caspian was expecting something much weirder to happen by the way you were acting

・But when you gave him the rock, his response gave you butterflies

“Thank you, my love, I will cherish it always.”

・And he stayed true to his promise

・Somehow he got a blacksmith to turn it into a ring and he wore it always

𝐄𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐞 (I reckon he’s autistic tbh, so neurodivergent 10/10)

・Being amongst the Narnian people was like nothing you could have ever imagined

・But what goes significantly unnoticed is the landscape and what would be normal in our world is 10x more magical in Narnia

・So you and Eustace have absolute field days just spending hours looking through this new world

・When you stumble across this particular rock, it takes your breath away and you instantly have to show Eustace

・Getting his attention was a bit difficult though but once you had it, he was very excited

・When you place it in his hands, he examines it, to see if it’s a geode or something that can be cracked open

・His mind is an endless pit of scientific facts

・But you didn’t give it to him for scientific purposes

・You gave Eustace the stone because ... well it represented something

・Where Eustace is facts, you’re fiction - a poet, at times

・And you wanted him to know how unyielding your feelings for him are

・However, Eustace did crack it open. Even after your pleads not to, yet his suspicions were right. Because inside it was a glimmering mass of shimmering rock pieces

𝐀𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐧 (understands the way of the world and how people’s minds work so he is neither neurotypical or neurodivergent - he just ... is). Also like, you can see Aslan in a romantic way if you want, but I’m kinda writing him as this father figure

・You didn’t mean to interrupt the meeting but you were too excited to wait to show Aslan the cool rock you’d found

・It was jagged but had reflective, almost glittering elements when you moved it around

・It looked ... magical

・And you wanted to ask if it might be

・So when you ran into the map room, where Aslan and a few other guards were, you enthusiastically brandished it in front of him

“Look! Look what I found! For you-”

・Very gracious

・Thanked you immediately while the others around you look at you like you’re crazy

・If anyone says anything mean about you, he will call them out

・You think he just forgets about them but he actually keeps everything you give him

・He can tell exactly where you got the rock from; which woods, lake or ocean. He’s so intune with Narnia that every little thing is easy for him to identify

・Encourages you to find more

・And gives you tips on the best places to find more cool things

𝐌𝐫 𝐓𝐮𝐦𝐧𝐮𝐬 (Yes, neurodivergent. Kinda goblin brained, but likes his alone time and collecting of things)

・It was a bit of a down day and you could see his frown. Wanting to brighten his day you went on a stroll, trying to find a pretty flower or a nice bunch of herbs

・But you couldn’t find either of those things

・Instead, you came across a tree stump with such smooth round rocks at the base.

・They looked so ... satisfying

・A perfect egg-shaped stone, close to one you’d seen Lucy playing with from time to time

・Running back home, you called out for Tumnus, and as he stood in front of you, you told him to hold out his hands

“Hmm...,” he said with a suspicious look, but obeyed.

・When you put it in his hands he blushed immediately. Knowing that you know how much he loves knick knacks and collecting objects... it made his day a lot better

・I feel like this could be a Narnian custom in a way. Like...to show your affection for the one you love, you go out in nature and find something that reminds you of them???

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thedawntreaders · 2 years

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thinking about how we don't give eustace nearly enough credit for his initial reaction to coming to narnia — like the crew shits on him for being grouchy on the dawn treader but imagine if his first trip to narnia happened along with the pevensies' first trip and he didn't stick up for jadis's bullshit (aunt letty style)

jadis, attempting to appear threatening: you, son of adam, will face the wrath of my-

eustace: don't address me are you crazy?

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elykrindon · 6 months

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Edmund and Sherlock Holmes

One of the recurring headcanons among Narnia fans is Edmund being a Sherlock Holmes fan. But I think some of them simply say he's a fan of Doyle's books.

But remember what C. S. Lewis said at the beginning of The Magician's Nephew:

"This is a story about something that happened long ago when your grandfather was a child. It is a very important story because it shows how all the comings and goings between our own world and the land of Narnia first began. In those days Mr Sherlock Holmes was still living in Baker Street and the Bastables were looking for treasure in the Lewisham Road."

Meaning Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's and E. Nesbit's characters exist in the same fictional England as the Friends of Narnia.

So my headcanon is post-redemption Edmund began reading compiled periodicals of Sherlock Holmes' adventures in their school library after they returned from Narnia. Since he was "The Just" he became enamored studying law at a young age, or at least mentally 25 in the body of a 10yo, and came across the adventures of Sherlock Holmes in the periodicals and was impressed with his deductive reasonings. He came to use this in his exploits in Prince Caspian and The Voyage of the Dawn Treader, when he sided with Lucy when she saw Aslan and the others didn't and when they found Lord Restimar at Goldwater Island.

Now if Sherlock Holmes was active during the years the actual books were published (His first appearance, A Study in Scarlet, was published in 1887 and his final canon appearance in The Adventure of Shoscombe Old Place published in 1927), there's a possibility that Edmund met a retired Sherlock Holmes in the mid-40's.

#edmundpevensie #narnia #aslan #cslewis #sherlock holmes #sherlock fandom #headcanon #I binged sherlock bbc for the first time recently

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vinnieswife · 1 year

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Saw you post about Peter pevensie. What about Peter is friends with someone (golden age) and they go for walks on the beach and garden and they read to him in his study when it's late and he needs to finish papers but his brain isn't working and they point out flaws in his management strategies and construction plans and legislation... then, one day, a king far bigger and stronger than he is invades. Narnia has a bigger standing army, so the king challenges him to single combat. Tournament style. The whole world will watch. Peter, knowing he can save lives, accepts. He knows Ed can lead if he dies, and it's worth trying. He starts to lose in a long gruelling battle, his wit and strategy the only thing keeping him from being killed until he's hit to the floor. He's broken and concussed and ready to die until he hears them screaming for him to get up. To rise. His body complies, and that's when he realises. His friend is the person he loves. he can't rise for himself or his kingdom, but he hears the fear and grief in their voice, and he just can't die. All of Narnia would shake and crack and burn before he'd let them mourn for him and cry, and the world kneels before him as he kills his enemy and wins. They make him magnificent. They bring out the High King. They love him without the crown and make him a better man with the crown. I don't mind what happens after. I thought I'd leave it gender neutral to whatever you like to write. Sorry if this is long. Just couldn't get the idea out of my head. No worries if you don't want to use it. I'll probably work it into my novel at some point haha.

Peter Pevensie x fem!reader

word count: 1,3 k

warnings: mentions of blood, death (not any of the mc), violence, kiss (?)

author’s note: I SWEAR THAT A DREAMED WITH AN SCENARIO SO SO SIMILAR TO THIS OMFG, we al love being the soft spot of someone. I started this in the figth itself, hope you like it!🫶🏻

The two warriors stood facing each other, their swords drawn and at the ready. The clang of metal echoed through the courtyard as they circled each other, each looking for an opening.

Peter lunged forward, his sword aimed at Miraz’s chest. But he was quick, parrying the blow and countering with a swift slice towards his opponent's arm. Peter barely managed to block the attack in time, but the force of the blow sent him stumbling backwards.

As he regained his footing, he swung his sword hoping to catch his opponent off guard. But Miraz was too skilled, ducking under the swing and delivering a quick thrust towards his opponent's abdomen.

Peter managed to sidestep the attack, but not before his opponent's sword grazed his side, drawing blood. The pain only fueled his determination, and he charged forward, swinging his sword with all his might.

Miraz met the attack head-on, their swords colliding with a deafening clang. The two warriors pushed against each other, each trying to overpower the other. For what seemed like an eternity, they remained locked in a stalemate, their muscles straining with the effort.

Finally, the telmarine general broke the deadlock, delivering a swift kick to Peter’s knee. He stumbled backwards, his guard momentarily down. Seizing the opportunity, Miraz lunged forward, his sword aimed at his opponent's throat.

Peter only had a split second to react. With lightning-fast reflexes, he parried the attack, his sword clashing against his opponent's in a shower of sparks.

You could feel how Peter's fatigue was taking over, his blows were slower and heavier; with one final burst of energy, he swung his sword in a wild arc, hoping to catch his opponent off guard.

When Miraz managed to throw him to the ground your heart stopped, everything around you stopped, your mind was stuck on Peter, how his wounds were burning him and making him suffer, he dropped his head back releasing a grunt stuck in his throat. The high King of Narnia fell to the ground, his sword clattering uselessly on the cobblestones. “This is the end boy”. Peter lay motionless on the ground, defeated.

His body wracked with pain. He knew he was badly wounded, and he could feel the life draining out of him with every passing moment. As he lay there, his mind raced with thoughts of all that he had accomplished in his life, it seemed that all of his efforts were for naught. He had been defeated on the battlefield, as he struggled to draw breath.

As he lay there, his mind wandered to all that he had left behind. His kingdom, his family, who would protect them from the enemies that he had fought so hard to keep at bay? Peter's thoughts got stuck at his dear friend who had always been by his side.

He thought of her now, and a sudden wave of emotion swept over him. He realized in that moment that his feelings for her ran much deeper than mere friendship.

Suddenly, he heard a cry from the crowd that had gathered around him “Peter get up!”. It was her voice, and he knew it instantly. He turned his head towards the sound, and there she was, his dear friend, her face contorted with grief and anguish, tears running down her cheeks. In that moment, everything else faded away. The pain, the fear, the sense of impending doom - it all fell away as he looked upon her face. He realized then how much he loved her, how much he had always loved her, and how foolish he had been not to realize it sooner.

Peter wasn’t defeated yet. With a roar of anger and determination, he sprang to his feet, his hand closing around a nearby rock. With all his strength, he hurled the rock towards his opponent's head. Miraz’s grin had now vanished, he barely had time to react, his sword momentarily lowered as he dodged the projectile.

It was all Peter needed. In a flash, he lunged forward, his sword slicing through the air towards his opponent's neck. Miraz tried to raise his sword in defense, but it was too late. Peter’s blade pierced his flesh for a moment, the telmarine warrior stood frozen, his eyes wide with shock and disbelief. Then, with a final gasp, he fell to the ground, his lifeblood pooling around him.

Peter stood over him, his sword stained with his opponent's blood. He surveyed the scene, his chest heaving with exhaustion and triumph. For a moment, there was silence. Then, a cry went up from the crowd that had gathered to watch the battle.

You quickly ran towards him, Peter was panting, with his hair stuck to his forehead, when his eyes met yours his heart began to pound, "dear Aslan, what were you thinking?! You almost died there, and oh look at your wounds, you're crazy Pevensie" while you continued with your mumbling he could only look at you and smile, "y/n, hey, I'm fine, I'm alive, how about you help me with this?" He said pointing to his wounds, even beaten and injured he always struck a gentle tone with you. "You're horrible, come on let's go" you carefully placed your hands under his shoulders, careful not to touch any wound guiding him inside the castle.

You knelt beside the wounded King, your hands gentle as you tended to his wounds. The battlefield was a chaotic, bloody mess, but here, in this moment, there were only the two of you. As you worked, you stole glances at Peter’s face. He was handsome, with soft features and piercing blue eyes that seemed to see right through you. “I'm sorry… and thank you for taking care of me”

"It's the least I can do” you mumbled, he grabbed you hand in such a soft manner looking right to your eyes. "Y/n I couldn't have done it without you. Seeing your face on the battlefield gave me strength."

You could feel your heart racing as you realized the depth of your feelings for him; you had always admired him, but now, as you tended to his wounds after seeing him barely make it, you realized that you loved him, how he was always gentle with you, protecting you by holding your hand or with his hand on your lower back.

The high king watched you as you worked, his eyes fixed on your face. He could feel the warmth of your gentle touch. You caressed his side making him shiver,you dragged the small patch of cotton softly through his skin, cleaning all the dried blood. Thank Aslan that the wounds weren’t too deep.

“I have been struggling to keep this feeling inside of me for too long, and I can no longer hide it. I have fallen deeply in love with you” You looked up at him, and your eyes met, his look was covered in pure love “a-are you ?”. "I am. And I want to show you just how much."

At that moment, you both knew what was going to happen next; Peter leaned forward, and your lips met in a powerful, passionate kiss. It was as if everything else faded away, leaving only the two of you in their own private world.

As you broke apart, you looked deep into his eyes, and you knew that he truly loved you. “Please, hear me out now that we are alone. I know that our friendship has been strong and loyal for many years, and I value it more than anything. But as time passed, I realized that my love for you goes beyond mere friendship. I want to spend the rest of my life by your side, to cherish you and protect you with all my might” You smiled feeling at the top of the world, caressing his cheek you leaned to touch your foreheads, “I love you to Pete”

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ramunnae · 16 days

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asexual ash lynx and demisexual eiji okumura. that's it that's the blog.

#banana fish #ash lynx #aslan jade callenreese #eiji okumura #eiji #ash #asheiji #🍌🐟#headcanon

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animefankotaro · 21 days

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Trans Lucy Pevensie

During WWII the Pevensie children's father went to fight in battle. The children included Peter, Susan, Edmund, and Lucy in that order. Though for her first six years she was known as Lucien. Shorty before the War really broke out she told her family the truth.

“I think I'm a girl.” Lucian said. Her three siblings looked confused.

“Huh?” The other three siblings looked at her.

“I'm not a boy. I'm a girl.” Lucian said more assured.

“Is this about you wearing my dresses?” Susan asked.

“It's just not that. I feel like like I was born wrong.”

“Born wrong?” Edmund questioned. “I won't understand.”

“To tell the truth. I don't think I do either.” Lucian said.

“So does this mean you want to be a girl? Be our sister?” Lucian nodded.

“We'll support you.” Peter said. “Right?”

“Of course. I've always wanted a sister anyway.” Edmund was rather quiet a moment.

“Edwin” Peter said firmly. “Will you support her?”

“Umm. Yeah. I will.” Edmund replied not so sure.

“Then it's settled. “You're are sister now.” Lucian smiled. “I don't know how we'll break this to mum and dad.”

“You'll be with me won't you.” Lucian asked.

“Of course.” Both Susan and Edmund nodded. “Does our new sister have a name?” Lucian pondered a moment before speaking.

“Lucy. My name is Lucy.”

So the four siblings decided they would tell their parents in just a few days. After their dad got home from work he often turned on the radio listening to the news about how it looked like a war was about to break out. Susan let Lucy wear some of her old clothes for the reveal. Lucy said she wanted to be their daughter and sister when the time came. One evening Peter came down to set it.

“Mum. Dad.” Peter said getting his parents attention. “This something you need to know.” Peter looked nervous and both his parents noticed.

“What's the matter, son” His father said putting down a newspaper. Peter felt little sick and was gulping. He could fell a little sweat too. He was worried this wouldn't work out and his parents would send Lucy to an insane asylum. What would happen then? Would his father walk in and say. “My son thinks he's a girl. Fix him!” Lucy would walked out worse and truly insane. Peter found his voice.

“It's about your daughter.”

“Susan? What's wrong with her?” Helen looked worried.

“Not Susan. I mean Lucy. Your daughter Lucy.” Both his father and Helen looked at each other like he was walking on water.

“What do you mean? Who's Lucy” His father asked.

“I think you better see.” He gestured to the other room and Susan and Edmund entered.

“Mum. Dad.” Susan said. “We'd like you to meet your daughter Lucy.” She threw her hand in the doorway and “Lucy” walked in. Helen gasped and their father's jaw dropped when they saw what their son was wearing. Helen found her voice first.

“Lucian! Why on Earth are you wearing those clothes?” Lucy took a deep breath and started talking.

“Because I'm a girl. I'm not a boy like you think I am.”

“What are you talking about.” Their father looked astonished.

“My name is Lucy. I'm your daughter. Your son Lucian isn't real. He's just pretend. I'm really a girl.”

“Lucian.” Helen said. “I don't know who put you up to this but get out of those clothes now! We will discuss this later I promise you that.”

“No! I'm a girl so I'm wearing this!” Lucy said starting to cry.

“Lucian. Now.” Helen said firmly.

“Mom.” Peter cut in. “I know this is confusing but trust me when Lucy is telling the truth.”

“She's our sister.” Susan continued.

“And your daughter.” Edmund closed.

“He is not a girl!” Helen said. “I don't know what's going on here but it stops here!”

“I'm telling the truth, Mum.” Lucy tried. Helen looked at her husband.

“Will you please talk some sense into him.” Their dad looked at Lucy who was crying. He looked at the other kids and Helen before speaking.

“How...how long have you felt this way?” Helen looked shocked.

“A very long time. I know I'm a girl. I just feel it inside. I think even Jesus knows I'm a girl. If you can't accept me as a girl now.” Lucy bring out a knife. Everyone gasped. The siblings had now idea this was planned.

“Then you will have no choice once I fix myself.”

“Lucian!” Helen cried. Before anything could happen the other siblings grabbed the knife and took it. Lucy was on the floor crying as her siblings comforted her.

“Kids.” Their father said. “Your mom and I need some time alone. Make sure Lucian...Lucy is kept well.” The siblings nodded and left the room. After a long discussion it was decided that Lucian could be Lucy for a while. Her mum bought her some of her own dresses to wear. Soon things seemed really good. Soon the War broke out and their dad had to fight in it.

“I'll only be gone a while.” He said. “When I get back we'll go on vacation. I'll be showing everyone my 4 beautiful children. My two sons and two daughters.” Lucy hugged her dad and the others joined in. After he left Helen came to accept Lucy as her daughter completely. She enjoyed having a mother-daughter relationship with her.

When the Kids went to Narnia later Lucy asked Aslan a question.

“Why was I born wrong?” Lucy asked. “Why wasn't I born a real girl?” Aslan looked at her and spoke.

“Maybe you were born to prove you are a girl even if you were born differently.”

“Even so I'll never be a real girl.”

“Does the prophecy not say there are two sons of Adam and two daughters of Eve? Not three sons of Adam and 1 daughter of Eve? In my eyes you are a girl as much as your heart says you are.”

Lucy would spend time in both Narnia and the real world. There were still boy things she liked, She liked weapons for one. She liked both knives and arrows. She also liked to battle. As a queen she felt it was her duty to protect her kingdom. Narnia never knew of a boy name Lucian. She was already Lucy. In time Lucian was forgotten in the real world. She was Queen Lucy the Valiant.

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fatherofnarnia · 24 days

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Headcanon

This is my headcanon about why Aslan had “left” Narnia during the Telmarine Age. After the Pevensies suddenly disappeared, Narnia was left without rulers. The disappeared Kings and Queens couldn’t be found so the Narnians finally decided to choose a King by themselves. Hatred and envy rised among them, what’s more, some murdered their compatriots as well, others killed their talking animal “enemies” for meal. All these were offenses against Aslan with two points:

only Aslan can appoint the new King for Narnia if the previous ruler has no heir,

murder others and eat talking animals were serious sins.

They broke the Laws, so Aslan decided to punish his people by leaving them but promised if they return to Him, He will return to them as well. This was the beginning of the Dark Age followed by the Telmarine Age. When Aslan felt that his people repented, fulfilling his promise he went to save them from Telmarine’s repression. Then, he made a covenant with Narnia (and King Caspian X) that he would not leave them without a king or queen ever. Aslan also knew that the Green Witch would rise one day and she would kidnap Prince Rilian. But Aslan had already made the plan before anything happened to bring Rilian back: he had chosen Eustace for this task to fulfill, he invited him to Narnia to work on him, so the boy became a dragon as it was not without purpose. Then, he invited him again along with Jill Pole to save Rilian, for the covenant not to be broken, and not let the past happen again.

Aslan takes care of Narnia -- like a father.

#Headcanon #Narnia #The Chronicles of Narnia #Aslan #Peter Pevensie #Susan Pevensie #Edmund Pevensie #Lucy Pevensie #Caspian #Telmarines

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andrew-the-lego-maniac-mandrew · 6 months

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I like to headcanon that King Moonracer from Rudolph and Aslan from Narnia are in fact, brothers

#King Moonracer #Aslan #Narnia #rudolph the red nosed reindeer #Rudolph #headcanon #Do not ask me how this ties into Aslan literally being Jesus I could not tell you #just go with it #rankinbass #rankin bass #christmas #christmas special #lions

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minamorris1857 · 7 months

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Imagine…

Lucy falls out of the wardrobe and just sobs. She can feel it, that it won’t open back up. Everyone they loved is on the other side of a wall, but there’s no way around it. She hugs her knees to her chest and wishes she was anywhere else. She is grieving.

Susan steps into the Spare Room and immediately feels sick. Her body doesn’t fit right anymore. Her legs are too short and her head is so light because her hair is gone. She gives dry sobs and scratches at her skin. It’s like putting on a shoe that’s too tight or a dress that’s too short; she feels both tied down and exposed but she has no idea how to fix it. She is in pain.

Peter takes one step out before he runs back in. He rams the back of the wardrobe with his shoulder over and over and over again, until hot frustrated tears stream down his cheeks because he cannot be a boy again, he can’t. There’s no strength in his body anymore, but when the wood starts to creak he gives up. He slides down the wall in defeat and reaches to tug on a beard that isn’t there, to rub a scar that’s melted into his skin. He is defeated.

Edmund stumbles onto the floor and just heaves a great sigh. He did not want this, nor did he expect it, but he should have. He does not weep, he does not tear at his skin, he does not force his way back home. He simply stands up, and thanks Aslan for the second chance at life, even if he does not want it. Edmund is not happy to be back in England; his heart is, in fact, cleaved in two. But he knows the power of plans that are not his own. He is hopeful.

#edmund pevensie #lucy pevensie #narnia #peter pevensie #aslan #narnia headcanons #susan pevensie #chronicles of narnia

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neonscandal · 19 days

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Hello, Neon...Can I ask from this :

https://www.tumblr.com/demrpmemesandinboxstuff-blog1/115432041619/send-me-a-character-and-ill-do-this

For Bakugou, Gojo, Ash and Hermione...

Thanks 🍀

Hello, friend 🧡 Sorry this took a bit longer than usual, I didn't expect to think so much over 7 objectively easy questions but here we are. You with the ask, me with the essay answers 😅

Thank you for reaching out!

BAKUGO

Sexuality Headcanon: the fact that the fandom *unanimously* agrees he’s not straight is hilarious. I could see him being Bi, Pan or Gay.

Gender Headcanon: Cis-dudebro but I think this is more a reflection of my own experience with gender (I say this as it pertains to all the characters you mentioned below) because whenever I see someone's trans Bakugo, I eat that up too. Specifically @peterokii's T4T KiriBaku, all their art, which includes keychains, stickers, prints, comics and pfps, is beautiful and has a lot of SeroRoki and wholesome Todofam. I also love Noah's SPITEBABY series. Stealing insight from sarajamss here but I'm inclined to trust the people.

A ship I have with said character: BakuDeku

A BROTP I have with said character: OchaKugo or BakuJirou

A NOTP I have with said character: N/A, tbh I love all Bakugo ships (barring the odd student x teacher ships though I've mainly seen those for Midoriya).

A random headcanon: Bakugo's room is in pristine condition, obviously, with demure nods to his love for All Might. But I also think he has a picture of kid-Bakugo and Kid-Zuku on his desk. I think Deku has a twin picture in his room and that's what he hides before everyone walks into his embarrassing fanboy dorm.

General Opinion over said character: Polarizing but there's a reason he's been number 1 in the popularity polls 9 years straight. For this reason, he's frequently misinterpreted in fandom, but I think the complexity of his character is precisely why I like him and it's definitely something that's being brought into the light now in the manga which I love. I recall Horikoshi saying something along the lines of whether you love or hate Bakugo, the end of his character arc will please you which, at the time, was a little concerning. But, in my opinion, he's executing this last arc beautifully. I still don't know what that'll mean for Bakugo, completely, but he's had some big, beautiful moments.

GOJO

Sexuality Headcanon: Please. Even Mappa twinkified this man. He is gay.

Gender Headcanon: Cis

A ship I have with said character: SatoSugu

A BROTP I have with said character: SatoShoko

A NOTP I have with said character: any with the 16 year olds under his care.

A random headcanon: Gojo, with his luxury wardrobe, furnishings, and all his brilliance... still has the same flip phone he's had since high school. It's got all his pics, all his memories but also, lowkey? He's just not tech savvy. He finds his smartphone overstimulating and is regularly engaging Megumi on tech support for random stuff and nothing beats the satisfaction of an "I don't get email on this phone" punctuated by the clap of his phone closing whenever Ijichi reaches out requesting paperwork or reports post-mission.

General Opinion over said character: Gojo is another character, like Bakugo, who is like willfully and regularly mischaracterized by fans (both those who love and those who hate him, tbh). It's hard to remember he's just a side character because, even being removed for more of the story than he's in, the brain rot that he and what we've seen of his backstory inspires is debilitating.

ASH

Sexuality Headcanon: bi, canonically

Gender Headcanon: Cis

A ship I have with said character: AshEiji

A BROTP I have with said character: Ash + Max

A NOTP I have with said character: Haven't seen anything egregious, thankfully.

A random headcanon: Ash seems like the type who would mother and tut to the younger kids while also not being completely capable of taking care of himself. Like chastising Kong and Bones for their 3 and 1 body wash meal but being completely incapable of preparing a meal that isn't microwaved. Tutting Skip for having his elbows on the bar while they eat and drink but his firearm resting on the lip of the bar is totally fine. He ruled with an iron fist, yes, but the line everyone toed was out of respect not fear per se... unless they had to wake him up, of course. Similar to how waking him is like waking the dead, I just know he turns into a big ole baby when he's sick. He used to grit and bear it but with Eiji's introduction, he milks it.

General Opinion over said character: Ash Lynx deserved better. How can you not love and want to protect this kid? I also appreciate that under all that grit, that violence was a person who did what he needed to to take care of his brother; to watch out for younger kids in the only way he could/knew how; to still open his heart and trust to a total stranger who found himself in a new country.

HERMIONE

Sexuality Headcanon: Straight

Gender Headcanon: Cis

A ship I have with said character: I've started to see the appeal of Dramione

A BROTP I have with said character: Harry and Hermione

A NOTP I have with said character: Haven't seen anything egregious but likely because I'm not super plugged into that fandom anymore.

A random headcanon: I don't think Hermione ever stopped championing the underdog. She might have gotten a job at the Ministry of Magic 👀 but homegirl spent her time outside of work rallying protests, attending marches (both in muggle and magical spaces) for causes that she felt could positively shape the world in better ways than the confines of her previously tyrannical 9-5. Also, did her working there after not sit right with others? Again, something I probably more appreciate as an adult than a child.

General Opinion over said character: The Author is Dead but also, as an adult thinking about Hermione in this story, it's crazy to have given What's Her Name so much credit for writing such a whip smart and proactive heroine when she ultimately used her to also be pejorative about social justice issues when it came to advocating for the house elves. That disconnect is so ironic from someone who *thinks* they're a feminist (author's note, you cannot be a transphobe and a feminist. Further, if your feminism isn't intersectional, it's not feminism).

#neon asks #anon asks #head canon #bakugo katsuki #katsuki bakugo #gojo satoru #satoru gojo #ash lynx #aslan jade callenreese #hermione granger #character headcanons #anime #manga #favorite characters

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witchthewriter · 8 months

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𝐇𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐄𝐝, 𝐏𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐚𝐧 & 𝐄𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞 | 𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝑶𝒏𝒆.

⤷ female, ambiguous race, and any size reader. Requests are open, thank you for reading!

a/n: all characters over the age of 18

ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ | ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ ᴵᴵ

𝑺𝑭𝑾🌿

・You didn't know how it all started. You had no idea how or why all four of them were pining after you. Well, you didn't notice it at first. You guessed it was denial.

・And you never thought of yourself as that beautiful. Not compared to other women at court (which was self-confidence based, not on truth, but you didn't feel that.)

・But for some reason, you had caught all four men's eyes.

・Some thought you had put a spell on them, and at times, you thought that yourself. Because you would find hidden love letters, flowers and presents in your rooms.

・You would be escorted by one of them every morning to wherever it is you needed to go

・You were never ... without attention. You were always being asked for dinner, for a date, for a horse ride.

・But you weren't the type to take away someone's free will. Even if you did have a crush on each man.

・Peter was High King, and so passionate. So ready to defend his kingdom, his people and his family.

・King Edmund, but Ed as you knew him, was so witty, kind and you couldn't deny that whenever he winked at you from across a room your heart beat faster

・Caspian ... god .... his accent, his hair, the way he always put you at ease. And he always made time for you.

・And then Eustace, who the Pevensie's said he was once an irritating young boy, who had grown up. Narnia had helped him mature. Plus, you loved that wherever Eustace went, Reepicheep went as well.

・Eustace towers over you, and his smile ... you always get jealous when he smiles at anyone else. You would never admit that though.

・It was very suspicious that they all decided to pursue you. Susan had brought it up, talking to Lucy about it. They both wanted to understand why three members of their family were head over heels for the same young woman

・When they asked you, (you were slightly hurt by this and Lucy could see it on your face;)

"We don't mean it like that!" Lucy said walking forward and taking hold of your hand.

"Oh no! Not at all, it's just ... out of the ordinary," said Susan.

・Lucy had grown to be just as tall as her sister. And just as beautiful. You were confused as to why Caspian wasn't pursuing Susan.

"Oh! Because I know there are more beautiful people in the castle. And I've wondered why this was happening as well."

・You liked the surprises, which turned into dates. But now you knew that Susan and Lucy were gathering evidence

・Eustace was the first to ask you on a date. To which you said yes.

・He took you to his favourite spot in Narnia. A sparkling pool that cleaned anything completely off of you as soon as you got in.

"It's great for washing!"

・You didn't believe him at first. But he brought a pot of ink and spilt it all over his finest shirt.

・You gasped, but watched as he took off his shirt and plunged it into the water. Immediately the bubbles turned into sparkes, and almost like small rays of light bounced from the fabric, where the ink had once been.

・He pulled it back out and it was almost gleaming.

"H-holy god, this place really is magical," you said and touched the fabric. It was dry as well. But you were doing your best to advert your gaze. Eustace was shirtless and you were blushing...

"How did you come across this?" You asked, trying to take the attention away from the tension

・He coughed. Then put on his shirt.

"I-I love exploring Narnia-" He said with a slight smile, realising his actions

・You bowed your head and looked back at the water, hesitant to touch it. But you plunged your hand into it and instantly you were filled with light.

"Oh my-" Eustace said, looking at you like you had two heads.

"What is it?" You said, swishing your hand through the water.

"You're ... glowing."

・That's when a voice came forward.

"Y/N, what are you doing out here- oh, Eustace," said High King Peter atop his horse.

"Cousin," Eustace bowed his head as Peter trotted forward, his horse just as regal as he.

"Hello, my King."

Peter tutted, "how many times do I have to tell you. Just Peter."

・You blushed, already standing. You stood next to Eustace and felt incredibly awkward; not just because of the two cousins who were staring one another down, but because you were barefoot with unbound hair and completely without makeup.

"Well..." said Peter's horse. The mighty steed, Gideon, who was taller than you.

"I was wondering if you wanted to dine with me tonight?" Peter asked you, and you smiled, nodding.

With almost like a sigh of relief, Peter beamed but tried to hold it in, "I'll see you at seven in my dining quarters."

・Oh, alone. You hadn't had dinner with any of the men alone.

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my-usernames-posts · 9 months

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Ash x Eiji headcanon

Too lazy to write a disclaimer let's just call it fluff k thxx😭🙏

Eiji's sleep was disturbed by muffled sobs. Not again he thought. Ash screamed in his bed ,"Don't die on me Eiji. I'll quit this lifestyle. I'll come to Japan. I'll do anything!!"

Eiji quietly slid into Ash's blankets & spooned him. "I'm still here, Ash. With you." Ash turned & slept on his back. Eiji's view was breathtakingly beautiful. Blonde messy hair, moonlit features, slightly parted lips.

Eiji was not thinking when he lifted his head & almost kissed Ash. Almost. But stopped. What was he doing. He must be ashamed. Ash was asleep. Unaware. His curiosity was not even close to important.

"What are you doing?" Ash blinked

"I must have been sleepwalking. Sorry."

Eiji tried to leave but Ash held his hand. "I felt your breath on my face. Don't lie to me. Not about this."

"Fine. It's just that... Since the day you passed me a message when I came to see you in prison I've been confused as hell...."

"Let me help you find your answers then."

Ash slid his hand into Eiji's hair & pulled him into a kiss. Besides Eiji, it seemed to answer some of Ash's own questions. And Eiji reciprocated based on instinct having no prior experience. They pulled apart. Breathless. Sweating.

"You taste divine." Ash blinked with a perplexed expression.

"Do I really like it or... Is it just because you're good at it..."

"I did not do it out of obligation or use rehearsed moves on you...."

"Ash could I pass you a secret message this time?"

"You could."

Eiji cupped Ash's face & looked him in the eyes before leaning in & giving a gentle peck on the lips.

"You could read my message here. There's no one else"

"Let me look. Oh. so this is love "

#banana fish #banana fish fandom #banana fish fanfic #ash eiji #ash x eiji #asheiji #aslan jade callenreese #aslan #eiji okumura #banana fish headcanons #so this is love #i refuse to believe ash died in nypl #ik they had a happy reunion in japan #also i gay or asexual im not sure but they romantic not platonic #like come on

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thedawntreaders · 2 years

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the silver chair except eustace's dragon curse never truly left.

it remains dormant on earth of course, for there is no need of dragons there and it certainly is no place for them, but when eustace is put in situations of high, high risk in narnia, it can't help but come out instinctively.

the poor boy doesn't figure this out until it happens.

eustace never had a particular desire to die, but he gave himself no choice in the split second moment he takes to dive in front of prince rilian. for an old friend such as caspian, he would give his life to him and his family as many times as they'd need, even if he only had one to spare. a proper act of sacrifice, he reasons to himself, much nobler in comparison to what he did last time he was in narnia. lucy and edmund would be very proud, wouldn't they?

jill covers her eyes and screams.

but what should have been human skin caught on the witch's serpent fangs turns brittle and cold, like the hardened scales of a dragon's hide. the sorceress flies backwards and releases a piercing screech.

prince rilian shakes jill, begs her to open her eyes. she shakes her head. she can't, she won't. eustace is dead. eustace is dead!

an unfamiliar roar reverberates throughout the dark castle. oh no. jill finally peeks through her fingers, a new bout of fright expelling her grief. what now? hasn't she suffered enough? but her hands fall quickly to her side and she stumbles back, looking, up, up, up.

standing between her, rilian, and the serpent, stood a gallant dragon, one that towered over the two humans and blew fire into the air.

"eustace?" jill whispers.

eustace stares down the lady of the green kirtle in the eyes and grins. why, this evens out the playing field, doesn't it? his snout flares and he roars once more.

you will pay for what you've done, witch.

oh, if only reepicheep were here to see him now.

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