#male reader x narnia

[sunny-mercya]

Honey Thoughts

Edmund Pevensie x Male Reader

Fandom -> Chronicles of Narnia

Masterlist

College, especially either Oxford or Cambridge—Edmund had chosen the latter—wouldn't be easy. Perhaps he also shouldn't have taken so many courses, even though it were subjects he has an interest and liking to them, at once.

It was near the end of the second semester and stress was prone to build up. So much that it could explode into anger—turning into full blown arguments, a shouting of hurtful words against one another—and stressed he felt.

Leaning against the stonewall, next to the front door, his fingers itched—for a craving of nicotine—when pulling out the package of Cigarettes from his coat pocket. Taking one stick into his mouth and lighting it up—Edmund took a deep inhale of the smoke, letting it invade his lungs before exhaling again.

Edmund isn't a long-term smoker, never would be—that what he tells himself in a promise, whenever he needed a smoke—though smoking was his only vice for when he was stressed—under enormous pressure and when he felt like crumbling into pieces.

The bit of coole breeze of the upcoming sunset and its night, which come through the summer—summer already, huh? Summer where days are longer, nights more star filled and a season to enjoy the simplicity of life in this sometimes rough like times—grazing his heating skin. Another drag of the smoke.

Fishing out the house-keys and unlocking the door, Edmund took one last drag of his half finish cigarette and extinguished it against the wall, throwing it into the flowerpot—once empty but now filled with cigarettes studs—below.

Since you wouldn't be home for some more hours—working this whole week overtime you told him—Edmund had to fend for himself, to wait these lonely hours out all alone.

~~~

Edmund couldn't help himself, when entering the livingroom, but to scoff—a scoff so loudly and full of spite and disdain.

How many times did he told you? More than once and yet you still would do it anyways.

Whenever Edmund saw that damned stuffed bear on the Sofa or bed—with its tiger and donkey friend—a mere glance at it was enough to send annoyance—if not a sort of lowkey hatred even—bubbling up in him.

Edmund couldn't tell why, but he held a dislike towards Winnie Pooh. The bear and its story, were too childish—so unrealistic and nonsensical, compared to Alice in Wonderland or Henderson's Ship—for his liking. How could someone, anyone—specifically you—seem to like even Winnie Pooh at all?

Rubbing his face he goes towards the sofa, picking up the stuffed bear and laid himself down.

The bear, still looking so smiley happy, despite having seen far better times. Twirling it around in his hands, Edmund examined all the marks and evidences of abrasions and defects, a missing button, slight tearing and scratches, stump like arms now—and most of them were caused by him, out of anger.

Anger which Edmund didn't thought to still have, believing he had left most—if not all—of such petty emotions behind, after his first time in Narnia—where anger, more like childish frustration and annoyance, had been the indicator for—although won—an War and tragedy.

It's just, Edmund couldn't even say why, whenever he sees that wretched Teddy Bear—smiling so happily, nothing compared to your beautiful smile, at him—this sort of specific anger returns, building up till he gives the bear another new wound.

Besides the anger, there is also guilt which Edmund feels—not for the Bear, never for that toy, but for you—because you loved that toy, told him how much it meant to you—how the bear had brought you comfort throughout the years of World War two—and all Edmund ever did, was to destroy it.

The guilt was sometimes so enormous, that Edmund couldn't—on some days—couldn't even look at you, without having such pressure and to add even more weight to it—you do knew that's him, who destroys your teddy bear.

There is only thing, Edmund now could do.

~~~

When you had gotten home, after a long tiring double shift—wanting nothing more but to get into bed and being close to Edmund—you wondered, when going into the living room, why your once defected Winnie Pooh bear—which had costs your dad two complete loans and being the last remaining memory of him, before he had died—looking so newish.

Taking the teddy, you walked into the bedroom—changing out of your clothes and into more comfortable nightwear—and once slipping under the covers, Edmund sleepily—not really awake at all—mumbles an greeting out, you notice why this Pooh Bear wasn't like your Pooh Bear.

It's Edmunds own way of apologising, had he brought you a brand new Pooh bear—and you knowing well just how much he dislikes, hatred even, the stuffed toy and being its personal tormenter and yet Edmund went all the way out to getting a replacement, although the old Pooh still being here.

Your old Pooh sat contently on your side of the bed—the glint of happiness still remaining in its battered, one already being gone—ripped out—beaded eyes, looking at you—in the vanishing light of the closed candle, which stood on your nightstand—in a silent greeting, stump like arms making at seem as Pooh wanted to be picked up.

You felt the slight sting of burning in your eyes, a wetness of upcoming tears—inhaling deeply to keep you collected.

How long had you old Pooh? Long enough, so long that you couldn't remember even, when exactly, your dad—may his soul and memory rest in peace and in eternal of heaven—had brought the teddy and gifted it to you.

Edmund meant it well, you know he does—if he didn't, he wouldn't have brought a new one—it's just, well, you felt a upcoming regret—guilt even per se—to replace old Pooh, despite him looking so worn out—where most of „wounds“ had been caused by Edmund himself, because—and your not completely justified his actions at all, though you could understand the why's of the remaining anger he still feels—the frustration keeps building up till combust—with the new one and leaving your old friend somewhere in a dumpster to „die“.

And yet you also didn't wanted to dismiss Edmunds present—which he, working hard for it on the weekends, had brought with his little bit of money.

So you decided, you'll keep both—as both are memories, old and new.

»Thank you, my dear of love« you whispered into the dark—having extinguished the flame of candle for a while now—taking the teddies in your arms, moving—more like a funny seal robbing—closer to Edmund and before you fully settle down into a laying, close to him, you leaned down and gave Edmund one kiss on the cheek and another to his lips—making his lips curl up into a smile.

And you thought, just how lucky you are and couldn't be more happier to have such a loving and thoughtful boyfriend like Edmund.

[strkie]

an understanding. peter pevensie x male, immortal, reader.

peter meets you like a spark to a flame, smitten and happy with you more than he ever thought he would be with someone else. but he won’t be in narnia forever.

notes. i just rewatched all the narnia movies so. yeah. i love him.

details. no warnings. he/him pronouns. set in the end of the second movie.

Peter first meets you on a natural, firefly night. The first thing he really, truly knows about you is the fact you don't pity him but rather you understand him on a level he never thought he would see again.

When Peter meets you, you know the legends of the High King better than anyone he's ever met. You don't talk outright about them to him at first, but the little things, the little details is what he picks up on when you sit down next to him on soft moss. The sky is littered with stars and the trees sleep, the castle is a ways behind you both. At first he thinks you're Telmarine, but that thought is quickly questioned. You have a way about yourself that speaks Narnia— the way your hair curls around your neck and how gentle your hands are, the soft glint in your eyes. You speak with confidence but in a hushed voice, as if you have been long accustomed to how everything is listening.

When he finally asks what you are, you laugh in endearment. Peter can't help but blush red at the sound of your laugh, the way it carries in the wind, and he is smitten.

"I just am." You answer him. "Immortal, is what I've heard others name me, but I don't care for a title."

"You can't die?" He asks impulsively again, curious. You only smile at him but this time it's sad, your eyes cast downwards and holding a certain weight to them. You hum in affirmative, and a comfortable quiet looms over the two of you.

"I was here before the White Witch, I was here during, I am here now and will be after." You say softly, sadly yet accepting.

Peter understands then, why you understand him better than others— You have seen civilizations burn and wither and have seen some just fade away. You have seen all the deaths, have seen the trees turn into a shell of what they once were just like all the other Narnians. You have seen wars and battles, have been in them, and kept going. You keep fighting, keep trying, and that's when you earn his respect in just your first conversation.

When the days pass, when that fateful night ends, Peter can't help but seek you out. You are... curious, and captivating in a way he can't explain.

It's surprisingly easy to find you, afterwards— he only asks one of the Centaurs and they lead you to the nearest Gryphon flock, where in the center you reside. You calmly talk to all of them while they listen, sometimes they reply but mostly quiet, letting you clean and pick their feathered necks and heads. You are gentle and kind, and when you see him you look surprised but happy. He only smiles back in greeting, sitting down on the grass with his back against one of the Gryphons, listening to you as you continue to tell a tale. At first the story is nothing special to those of Narnia, filled with adventure and fantasy, but as you get further in he realizes you are remembering and retelling. The memories range many emotions, but you always tell them fondly, stroking a Gryphon's head in your lap.

In the weeks that pass, Peter finds you talking about a lot of things like that. A lot of memories, a lot of wistful thoughts, and he's always surprised about how kind you are even when the memories are filled with bloodshed.

Eventually Aslan notices, although Peter is sure the lion has always known.

"I need to speak with you about Y/N." He says once, just a couple days before Peter is going back to England. Truthfully, Peter has been ignoring that fact since he met you, knowing you cannot come with, but something in Aslan's voice gives him unexplained hope.

"When you leave tomorrow," The lion starts, walking in the castle courtyard with Peter. "Y/N will follow, and you will take care of him just as I have."

Peter's chest bursts with excitement, with hope, but he still doesn't quite understand. "But he's Narnian?"

"Yes, and when he leaves he won't be. He has been here too long, too lonely, and I fear I may lose him if he doesn't leave." Aslan speaks honestly, deep voice vibrating. Peter listens intently, a thoughtful frown on his face.

"You want him happy." Peter says, understanding.

"Yes, and he will be with you." Aslan almost looks sad about the fact you will leave, and that's when Peter realizes the lion has known you as long as the thousands of years you've been alive, almost fatherly. Peter stops walking to turn fully to the lion with a determined eye.

"I promise I'll take care of him." He vows, a hand on Aslan's muzzle.

When the day arrives and it's time to leave, you aren't as sad as Peter would've thought. Depressed, yes, but not overly so. You hold his hand rightly as you both say goodbye to all the individuals you've befriended, your chest filled with hope for a new beginning with Peter, looking at the Narnian skies with a unexplainable emotion. You hug Aslan as tightly as you can, his mane and paws hugging you back, and it's time to go. You walk through the portal of trees, a fear overcoming you, but Peter holds your hand and you know you'll be alright.

[iliumheightnights]

Betrothed | Peter Pevensie x Male Reader

Fandom: Narnia Pairing: Peter Pevensie x Male!Reader Summary: Arranged Marriages were to be expected for the high kings and queens. However, what WASN’T expected was who Peter would Marry.

~~~

Peter loved being king.

That was no secret. Peter loved being in charge and having power. It made him feel important and like he was worth something. His brother would just call him a narcissist. But then again, Peter WAS a good king. The past years he had kept Narnia in an age of prosperity with his siblings. 

Life was good.

But then there started to be issues. Whispers here and there. An occasional skirmish along the border. Small things. But small things build up over time. Before Peter or the other Pevensies knew it, they were neighboring a kingdom that could threaten the peace they had created.

“What can we do?” Edmund asked. The siblings and their advisors gathered around the table. They did this anytime something like this happened. “Well…we could unite our kingdoms.” Susan was the one who brought it up. “I’ve learned the king has an heir close to your age Peter.”

That made all their eyes move to Peter who looked shocked. “Me? Why does it have to be me?” It was a valid question. There were three others and after all, it was Susan who even brought it up. “Because Peter, you’re the high king. I doubt they’d settle for much less.” Peter sighed. He didn’t like it but it made sense.

“Can’t we use diplomacy?” Lucy asked.

“We’ve tried. Any attempts at it have failed thanks to the skirmishes around the border. This is pretty much our last attempt.” Mrs.Beaver spoke up. Peter stood up, his chair scraping against the floor. “Then so be it. Send the letter.” With that, he left the room. He didn’t like it, but if it kept his people and kingdom safe then what else could he do?

.

The letter was quickly sent out after that. They had no time to waste if they wanted to keep the peace. It wasn’t long before a response returned:

“‘Dear Kings and Queens of Narnia,

Our Empire would be honored to accept such a proposal as yours. With the marriage of High King Peter and my heir, our lands and people shall finally be united. A party is already prepared to venture forth to Cair Paravel to introduce the two in three days time.

Hopefully this will only be the start of a prosperous future.

~Imperial Majesty.”

Peter grimaced as he read the letter.

The whole thing felt cold. First off, the whole letter gave him a bad vibe that this leader was a pompous ass. Second, they didn’t even refer to their child as their child, only their heir. That was never a good sign. Third…three days. He had three days before he was to meet the person he was going to marry.

How exciting.

HE might have been sarcastic when he thought that, but the rest of the castle wasn’t. Everyone else seemed to genuinely be excited as they prepared Cair Paravel for the entourage’s arrival. Lucy was happily decorating while Susan and Edmund spoke over the diplomatic aspect of things. Mrs.Beaver was extremely happy about it. She loved weddings. Mr.Beaver couldn’t help but tease Peter a bit. “Marriage. Get ready for a pain in the-” He stopped when he saw the look Mrs.Beaver gave him.

Everyone was happy or excited. Everyone but Peter.

The rest of the days passed rather quickly and soon it was the night before their arrival. Peter could hardly sleep. His mind was racing with different things. What did his future spouse look like? What did they act like? Were they nice and kind? Beautiful? Ugly? Cruel? He had no idea. Yet here he was…about to be married to them.

That was the risk of being King. If this was the only way to do his duty to protect his people, so be it. He might not have liked it, but he’d live with it. Who knows, perhaps they’d be friends at the very least.

The day finally arrived. Peter, Susan, Edmund and Lucy were dressed even more nicely than usual for this occasion. The kings and queens stood in the courtyard with their own advisors and servants to greet the new arrivals.

It wasn’t long before a beautifully ornate carriage pulled in. One of the drivers stepped off to open the door. “This is it.” Lucy whispered. She was a bit more excited than the others. Peter gulped, he felt his throat close up a bit. His nerves resurfacing.

When the door of the carriage opened Peter’s eyes widened. He wasn’t not expecting that at all. He was thinking he was to marry one of their daughters. But when he saw the young man step out and smile at him everything changed. “Now announcing his Imperial Majesty, Prince M/n L/n of the L/n Empire.”

Peter could feel the looks his siblings were giving him but he couldn’t tear his eyes away from the other man. He was both beautiful and handsome at the same time. His smile filled him with warmth. It was strange, he had never felt this way with any other guy.

M/n stepped forward a bit and bowed. “Your graces. It is an honor and pleasure to meet you all, especially you High King Peter. I hope with our union our people will be united.” Peter was at a loss for words but eventually tried to find some.

“Wait. YOU are the one he’s marrying?” He didn’t get a chance before Edmund spoke up. Maybe it broke decorum a bit, but the shock was enough to burst their regal stances. M/n let a laugh fall from his lips. “Yes. I’m going to take it, you were expecting something else?” Edmund nodded his head. “Well yeah. We thought-”

“It’s nothing. Welcome Prince M/n. Allow me to show you around.” Peter said before Edmund could do any damage or cause any embarrassment. His siblings once again gave him a look of confusion but he ignored them as he held out his hand to the prince. M/n gave him a gentle smile as he took Peter’s hand and followed his lead through the palace.

The other three watched them leave into the castle dumbfounded. “Well…this is…different.” Edmund said. “I hear you.” Susan said. Lucy only smiled before turning to her other two siblings. “I like him. He seems nice.” Without waiting for their response she returned to the inside of the castle.

The next couple days seemed to just flow easily. Everyone was preparing for the ceremony while Peter and M/n spent time together getting to know one another. M/n knew that the marriage was one of convenience and duty rather than one of love and told Peter he understood. Peter on the other hand was beginning to think otherwise.

Before he met M/n, Peter also believed this was his duty. He still knew it was but something had changed. He and M/n had spoken often since his arrival and spoke of their likes and interests. Peter found himself unable to keep his eyes off M/n more and more often. The way his mouth crinkled when he smiled, the way his eyes sparkled with his laugh. It made Peter happy.

He realized what was happening. Peter was getting a crush on the prince. Well…that was rather unexpected.

The wedding came and went rather quickly. The whole ceremony was beautiful and ornate. A mix of Peter’s kingdom and M/n’s Empire mixed together. Everyone was happy for the king and also for what the marriage meant. More years of peace for their kingdoms. It was a joyous occasion.

Soon the festivities came to an end and it was time for Peter and M/n to leave. The two said their goodbyes to people before escaping the ballroom and to their wing of the palace. Peter brought M/n to his room but to the disappointment of what others thought, they didn’t do anything. Instead, the two of them leaned against the balcony ledge looking over the ocean.

“So…we’re husbands.” M/n said looking at Peter with a laugh.

“Husbands.” Peter said quietly without looking away from the ocean. He sucked in a breath and gathered his courage. He then turned to the other man and told him what he was thinking. “M/n. I understand we’ve only just met but…these past few days I have enjoyed your company. A lot more than I thought I would have. When they sent the proposal, I expected some awful predicament that I couldn’t escape…but this feels different.” He could feel his heartbeat quicken as he tried to speak the next few words. “What I’m trying to say is. I believe I’m starting to care for you. If you would allow me, I’d like to spend more time with you and perhaps see where this goes?”

M/n’s smile widened and he gently squeezed Peter’s hand. “Peter, I’d love that. I must admit, I also feel the same. I was frightened when my parents sent me. I wasn’t sure what to expect. But you have been nothing but kind and chivalrous to me ever since my arrival. Plus…you’re not too bad to look at.” That made them both laugh. “I would love to see where this can go. We have lots of time, we ARE husbands after all.”

Peter smirked as M/n leaned against him. “Husbands.” The two stayed cuddled together as they watched the sunset over the sea. They wouldn’t rush into anything. But perhaps this marriage of convenience would end up being a marriage of love after all.

[floatyflowers]

Dark Male! Queen Jadis 'The White Witch' x Reader

The moment you found yourself in Narnia, you felt scared, yet at the same time mesmerized by your new surroundings.

You thought you were all alone in this place until you met him.

King Jadis.

A very handsome man, even though having a cold expression painted on his face, you couldn't help but trust him.

Placing his fur coat around your cold body and showing you kindness was enough to make you feel allured by Jadis.

Yet, there's a voice deep down that screamed for you to run away, that this king has no good intention towards you.

But, it was already too late for you to back away.

At first, he kept his act up until you two got married, then his true face showed.

You realize by the time that Jadis who told you that he is the king of Narnia is a vile and cruel warlock and Aslan is the opposite of what Jadis described him to be.

There was no chance of escaping for you, and you are left all day in the palace, treated more like a doll then a human being by your own husband.

However, when you try to escape and get caught, you finally let out all of your emotions.

"What do you expect me to do, sit around all day and look pretty to you while you kill others? We can't even have children together!"

Jadis only focused on the last sentence, thinking that you wanted to have children.

That's when Edmund comes into the equation.

"She would love you as a son, and you will be a prince befitting to be the son of mine and my wife, Edmund"

When Jadis brought the ten-year-old boy to you, as expected you cheer at the sight of him, especially since Edmund is from the same world as you.

Jadis thought that this would fix the crack in his relationship with you.

But instead, it turns out Edmund and his siblings will be the ones to save you from him.

[captain-lessship]

The Lute Of Love (Pt. 1?)

Your job was a glorified instrument picker, no respect for the delicate intricacies of music. That thought rang through your head as you mindlessly plucked the same set of notes on your lute that he always demanded of you.

Miraz and his guests never appreciated the songs.

But Caspian did.

He was watching you, burning the movement of your fingers on the string set. Caspian never interrupted your songs but you could see a question brewing in his mind.

You smiled in acknowledgment, mind going to thoughts of him.

You and Caspian had always had an interesting relationship: despite being only a year older than him, you were the one to teach him the arts and he was the one to teach you defense and marksmanship. Even though you both preferred your respective domains, you could hold your own in the others.

Caspian was a flutist at heart, never seeming to run out of air and you were simply too quick to get stabbed.

You both spent the majority of your time together, either practicing or enjoying youth.

It was not uncommon for you and Caspian to run off early in the morning and be back deep into the night.

Running through fields, jumping into rivers and climbing trees like you were younger. Some of your happiest times were spent laid in your back, watching the sky go from the morning peach to the midday blue to the setting sun orange to the dusk indigo. All while Caspian recited anything that his professor taught him that day.

Caspian continued to stare at you, a soft smile coming to his face. He wanted to tell you how he felt about you but he didn’t know if you felt the same. It wasn’t strange for people who spent a long time together to grow romantic feelings but Caspian worried that it was one sided.

You were simply the most beautiful man Caspian had ever seen. Eyes clearer than a summer day, hair that framed you face of gorgeous features perfectly. Besides your appearance, Caspian adored your intelligence. It radiated through your actions: analyzing books, learning of different languages and twinge of medical knowledge. You were simply the greatest.

As the song came to an end, Caspian walked to you. “Hello, you played beautifully.”

You looked at him, “Thank you, your majesty.”

“Will you walk with me?” He asked, hoping to let you know how he felt.

You stood up, “Yes, I believe I am no longer needed.” You quipped, pointing at the drunken chanting men.

Caspian offered you his arms but you only laughed and walked to the door, not understanding that he genuinely meant it. He followed behind.

Soon you walked up one of the towers, stopping to look out the window. Stars reflecting in your eyes. Caspian took in the sight before him, immediately noticing that you looked tired.

“You seem tired.” He said.

You looked at him, taking in his dark wood colored eyes, “I haven’t slept well the past few nights. I feel that something terrible will happen and strange dreams have come to me.”

Caspian put his hand in your shoulder, “Nothing will happen to you while I am here. And what kinds of dreams.”

You softly smiled, “I don’t feel like it will happen to me. It will happen to you.” Your voice slightly broke, “I see it in the dreams too.”

“What happens to me?” He asked, getting even closer to you.

Your eyes cut between the window and his worried expression. “I dream of an arrow. It is flying through a battle, dodging everyone except you. When it gets to you, it pierces your heart and you hit the ground.”

Silence fell between the two of you. He was the one to break it. “I don’t think it’s like you to put so much thought into dreams.” He said, moving directly in front of you. “I have something to tell you.”

“What is it?”

He stalled only a moment, “I believe I love you.”

You blinked at him, confusion coming to your face. You opened your mouth to talk but he cut you off.

“I love you. Romantically. You are my dearest friend and consul. If you do not love me too, that’s okay but a part of my heart will always be yours.”

You were silent. A thousand thoughts racing through your mind. “Caspian, you do not know the severity of what you say. You are my dearest friend as well but love? You don’t know what that is.”

“But I know I feel it for you.”

You smiled and took his hand from your shoulder into yours. “Is it me or is it the absence of anyone else to love?”

Caspian was beginning to feel that this was a bad idea, “You could put me in a room with the most beautiful, most intelligent, most important people in all of the land but my eyes would still fall to you.”

It wasn’t that you didn’t love Caspian, you actually loved him more than life itself, it was the fact that you were scared of how his life would be if he chose you.

A prince choosing a court musician as a lover instead of a mere fling was unheard of. What would they say about him? What would they say about you? But at the end of the day, did you really care about what anyone else thought.

“I love you too. But we must think about how this will affect our lives.”

“If they care about us, they’ll understand.”

“Not everyone looks at royalty with favor, what will you do when they disregard this?”

“Tell them it is not their lives and that I am still me. Still the prince and future ruler and I still intend to be the best one.”

You smiled, that was a good answer.

The next few days were extremely fun. Caspian came to you more and more, he would call you his love and his songbird. You enjoyed the terms of endearment. People began to notice that you looked at each other with more fondness. This brought happiness to them, a total opposite reaction of what you suspected.

Everyone loved to see love.

Caspian confided in his professor, Cornelius, about it all. He was happy for Caspian but wished he would focus more on his studies instead of drawing doodles of your initials and his.

Caspian also told his aunt. She was so excited about it, insisting that he come tell her ever so often of the things you both did. Even his uncle seemed to be happy or at least not displeased about it.

You plucked a few new notes on your lute as you sat on the edge of Caspian’s bed, completely focused on the song, not noticing the door open.

It was late and Caspian was tired but he could help but be excited when he saw you. “What you doing up this late?”

You jumped slightly, “Oh! I was waiting for you.”

Caspian laid down on the bed, “that was nice of you.”

You placed your lute down beside the bed, hand drifting to his. “Do you want to go to bed?”

“I do, but I don’t have the energy to get into pajamas.” He closed his eyes.

You laughed lightly, “At least take your boots off.”

Caspian whined as he did so. Now that he was sitting up, he looked at you. “Why do you look even prettier when I am tired?”

“Because your mind is week by the end of the day.” You joked, standing up.

“Where are you going?” He said, genuinely confused on why you were attempting to leave.

“To bed.” You said, looking back at him.

“What’s wrong with this one?” He asked.

Caspian was looking at you like a puppy and you couldn’t help but admit to yourself that sleeping alone brought bad dreams. You kicked off your shoes and took off your over shirt.

As you climbed back into bed, Caspian laid back down. He looped his arm around you, pulling you closer to him and resting his head on your shoulder.

You sighed tiredly as you sunk deeper into his bed. It was so comfy that you could stay there forever.

But not tonight.

You were jerked awake by Caspian and rushed to the wardrobe. Sleep still tan through your mind as you picked up on bits and pieces of the conversation. When you fully grasped what was going on, you grabbed only your lute, leaving even your shoes and followed behind Caspian.

[lexxie]

Being the youngest Pevensie sibling in The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe (gn!reader)

A/N: This will be set in the first movie, maybe I will do more parts for the next ones other time. Reader is going to be 1-2 years younger than Lucy (so 7 or 6 years old). This gif is not mine and english is not my first language, sorry for any mistakes!

Helen (Mrs. Pevensie) said goodbye to you in the train station after all your siblings, she kissed your forhead and said "Be good Y/N, listen to your brothers and sisters"

Everyone squeezed each other as they looked out of the train's window, saying goodbye to your mother one last time

When the train arrived at the destination, every kid was picked up, and you and your siblings were the last ones

You got tired after waiting a long time, so Peter carried you

No matter your gender, I think you would share rooms (with Edmund or Susan and Lucy) at Professor Kirke's house, but if that isn't possible you would have a room for yourself near your siblings

Or one of the eldest would sleep in the couch (probably Peter)

Discovering the wardrobe with Lucy:

The youngest often follows their older siblings

Since Peter was counting when playing hide and seek, Susan hid in a trunk and Edmund didn't want anyone with him, you followed Lucy

When both of you went in the room and found this thing covered in cloth, you were immedeatly curious

Lucy took the cloth off revealing a wardrobe, and gave you a look before entering, Peter was almost done counting

You entered the wardrobe and almost closed the door, you and Lucy looked through the small opening and then it closed completely

When some strange things touched your hands, you were confused

Until turning around and finding an amazing place covered in snow

Lucy grabbed your hand

"Stay close to me"

You walked to the light post and screamed when a strange creature appeared

Few seconds went by when your sister started walking and grabbed one of the packages the creature dropped and gave it to it, you did the same thing

After some talking, it was discovered that the creature was a faun, who thought the little humans were dwarfs

"I'm not a dwarf! I'm a girl! And actually, I'm the tallest in my class" -Lucy

Then he asked if you were children of Adam and Eve

"Well, our mum's name is Helen"

He said you were human, and seemed afraid while saying that

Lucy explained how you got there

Some time after, you found out the faun is called Mr.Tumnus

You spent time in his home, but he rushed Lucy and you back to the light post

You were both back in the room with the wardrobe, and it seemed you appeared in the exact moment you left

Edmund was still in his hiding spot and Peter approached the three

When you and Lucy tried to explain everything, they didn't believe you

Discovering the wardrobe with the rest of the siblings:

When Peter started counting, you looked around the room some seconds before running to a door

You ended up hiding under a couch in a hallway

When Lucy came back and tried to tell everyone about Narnia, nobody believed her except you

But after seeing the woods, they apologized to you two

Now your relationship with each Pevensie sibling

Peter Pevensie

He would be the most protective, since you are the youngest

I'm not sure if he knows how to play chess, but if he does, he would teach you

He would also read you stories before bed

Susan Pevensie

Would teach you lots of things

Makes you read books that can teach you something useful (in her words)

I feel both of you plus Lucy would learn to bake together before the war happened

Edmund Pevensie

Would bother you and make jokes, but not in a really harmful way (he wouldn't literally bully you)

I think he would also be protective

And be like: You can't make fun of my little siblings, only I can!

Lucy Pevensie

Since she is the closest in age to you, you would have the best relationship from all the siblings

But that doesn't mean you aren't close with the others

Lucy is your playmate

Play time is always fun, because the imagination both of you have is big

The last scenes (this one will be short because I don't have much ideas, and I don't know what your gift from the santa would be)

You were at the stone table, the place where Aslan died, with your older sisters

When Lucy helped Edmund with her gift you were so relieved

Everyone hugged, and they were all very happy

Then the coronation came

You were nervous but excited

By how I imagine the youngest Pevensie is (creative, with a big imagination, kind, extrovert and how she acted before and in Narnia), I think you would be named something like King/Queen/Monarch Y/N the Believer or Dreamer

Aslan was gone, that made you sad, greatly

Many years went by and life was great

Everyone grew up

One day, you and your siblings were hunting a stag when you found the wardrobe

The five of you entered it

And suddenly you were in Professor Kirke's house again, as children

[siswritesyanderes]

So, in relation to my post about trying ASMR, but as a separate thing: I'm thinking about recording myself reading my yandere writings (chapter by chapter) and maybe having some of those on a Patreon.

This is just a demo/practice, but I thought I'd share it. I think I accidentally used my Izuru Kamukura voice for Edmund, lol.

This is a clip from a reading of the first chapter of Ah, But It's Cold Outside. (In the future, I believe I'll change the word "lamely" to something else, as I've been informed it's not a great choice of words.) I think engaging with earlier chapters of my work help me to stave off writer's block.

[simp2537]

Masterlist

🔥-Smut 🧨-Angst

🩹-Hurt/Comfort 🧸-Fluff

🫶🏻-Yandere

🗝️-Dark/Darkish Aleksander Morozova

Series

Moon Helios: Y/n Starkov a legendary warrior, fierce protecter and monster. Bred and broken in servitude to her saint. She knows nothing but her mission in life. To live, and die at her saint’s command. Aleksander Morozova the most powerful of the grisha, a monster. A general who has been fighting alone for hundreds of years. She hates him, he needs her. 🔥🧨🩹🧸🗝️

Series trigger warnings: Child abuse, anxiety, religious trauma, racism, manipulation, division of canon, Alina hate?, trauma, ptsd, bullying, insomnia, self-neglect, mental health issues, guilt tripping, cult theme, blood consumption, cannibalism?? Lost of murder, talks of SA in other characters, Sexual acts, future smut, predatory behavior(not from Aleks) and all other shadow and bone stuff

Act I : Face Claims Act l : Prologue Act l : The academy Act I : Burn Marks Act I : Where’s my epic background music Act I : Necklace for a Lifetime Act I : The Motherland Act I : A Helios is Born

Series Blurs

I Have a Dream

Oneshots

Marking (Aleksander Morozova x fem!reader) 🔥 Touch her and die (Aleksander Morozova x fem!reader) 🩹🧨 Scars (Aleksander Morozova x wife reader)🧨🩹 Tension (Aleksander Morozova x fem!reader)🔥

Harry Potter

Series

N/a

Oneshots

A Miracle (Mattheo Riddle x pregnant!reader) 🩹 A Fathers love (Matthe Riddle x wife!reader)🩹🧸🧨 Reunion (King!Siris Black x fem!reader)🩹🧸

John Wick

Series

Pupllis: She was a weapon from birth. Born and bred to kill for the high table. John Wick a legendary assassin who knew more fame than any. She was a gift to him, he didn’t want to keep her. As there time together passes and they learn to care for one anyone the High Table comes for them. platonic! John wick x child!fem! Reader.🩹🧨🔥🗝️🧸 (Smut is not with John but future Oc)

Chapters One

Oneshots

N/a

My Hero Academia

Series

The Final Alice: Aizawa never wanted to be a father but that plan was thrown away when he found a girl during a mission. This girl was like no child he’d ever seen before. As she grew her power and background remained a mystery. How will her life turn when she meets a charming red head with sharp teeth and an explosive blonde. platonic!Aizawa x daughter!reader, KiriBaku x fem!reader.🧨🩹🔥🧸

Help Pick A Hero Name Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four Chapter Five Chapter Six Chapter Seven Chapter EightChapter Nine Chapter Ten

Oneshots

N/a

Narnia

Series

From the Stars : A star fairy and the prince of the kingdom that destroyed hers. What could happen? Prince Caspian x fem!reader🧨🧨🧨🔥🩹

Sneak Peak

Oneshots

Yandere Prince Caspian x reader headcannons🫶🏻 Something New (King Caspian x wife reader) 🔥

Percy Jackson

Series

N/a

Oneshots

Runaway (Percy Jackson x gn!reader)🧨🧨🩹🫶🏻🗝️ Misery is the Truest way of Love (Yandere Pereabeth x gn!reader)🫶🏻🧨🗝️ Lovers Quarrel (Pereabeth x gn!reader)🧨🩹 Stage Lovers (Yandere Perceabth x male!reader) 🧨🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🗝️

Blurs

Bottom Percy 🔥

Winx Club

Series

Fairy of Monsters : Alastaria the forgotten sister of Bloom. She slowly begins to unravel her true nature, thread by thread. How will she survive the many trials of her life. Sky of Eraklyon x Oc. Dark Winx Club fix.🩹🧨🗝️

Chapters one : Advesperascit  Chapter two : Monochopsis Chapter three : Kalopsia

Oneshots

N/a

The 100

Series

Project SS: It stared as an idea. Take a dying child and infect them with the SS serum. These children would be raised in isolation, to be the future soldiers for the ark, then earth.

Most died out over time.

Not her, Not Y/n Kane. The only child of Marcus Kane and his wife Alice Kane. After her birth, born with a weak heart Alice Kane decided to give her to the scientists that were working on the project.

Forging her husband’s signature upon the document Alice Kane was sentenced to death. The deal though and Y/n Kane became the most deadly of the super soldiers.

When protecting a friend she finds herself in a cell. Then in her way to earth with the rest of the 100. How will her love continue knowing she’s just puppet to be controlled. Will she grow out of such a horrible situation and blossom with the help of her friends and loved ones. Or will she fall so deep into her created identity that there is no hope. Bellamy Blake x fem!reader.🔥🧨🩹🗝️

Sneak Peak Chapter One Chapter Two

Dead Boy Detectives

Series

Scylla: She’s a half-breed mutt and he’s a crow. She was trapped in hell for hundreds of years before she met a teenage ghost who helped her escape. They later met another boy who would soon die and join there friendship. The group created the Dead Boy Detective Agency. Later as their classes become more difficult pieces of her life before her friends is slowly revealed. What should happen when she met and falls deeply and helplessly in love with an enemy crow. 🔥🧨🩹

Sneak peek Cast Chapter One Chapter Two

Oneshots

Poly Crystal Palace x mermaid reader x Niko Sasaki🧸

Request list/Requests are Open

[sunny-mercya]

Starry Skies

Edmund Pevensie x Male Reader

Fandom -> Chronicles of Narnia

Masterlist

«NO!»

A disbelieving shout left your lips, rushing in a sprinting towards and past Caspian—and like a shield, arm stretched out to your sides, an armour, you threw yourself between him and the Ice Mirror.

«The witch is not to be trusted.» said Peter, having followed after you just as quickly, facing Caspian—who hold his bleeding hand painfully.

The two erupted into a heating bickering argument. Throwing childish insults at one another and between all this, the Witch of iciest winter—Jadis—tried to coax all three of you, aiming more towards Peter and Caspian—as both of them are child's of Adam—to free her from her prisoning mirror.

Peter wasn't sure, couldn't remember—make sense of it—what exactly had happen in the next passing by minutes, but whatever he did had to be something awfully bad. Because what Peter clearly remembers, was you sucker punching him in the face.

Though let's try to rewind the moment;

His mind felt so fuzzy blurring and frogged, when Jadis had started to whisper her trickery lies of false promises and—like he had told before, he doesn't remember much—whatever she had said, even though Peter tried his best to block it out, stirred something in Peter.

Caspian watched, like a helpless fool—who, like a newbie, froze up and didn't know what to do in a situation like this—how Peter had taken a Dagger from his belt and stabbed it straightforward into your side. Pushing you, making you tumbling backwards, into the arms of Jadis.

«Why would you do this?! What is wrong with you?!» Caspian shouted in panic, looking at Peter with shocking disbelief.

And Jadis takes you gladly in her arms, holding you in a chokehold with one arm—cutting off the air circulations for your lungs, bringing you in a state of constant fish like gasping and clawing at her arm—while the hand of the other sneaks around your body—going from your chest down to your stomach—and digging her long boney finger into your wound.

A wickedly grin on her lips as she watches with mischievous glinting eyes, how utterly helpless Caspian and awestruck dumbfounded Peter looked.

«Thank you my dear High King Peter, for bringing my precious boy back in my arms, once again.»

Ever so slowly Jadis withdraw her hand, your blood dripping from her finger. In mere seconds she would be free again, thanks to your blood and Peter's oh so kind offering of you

You gripped Jadis wirst, before she could taste the blood, had it in a tight clutch and drew a hiss from her lips.

«I won't let it happen, witch.» gritting the words out through your teeth. Jadis too, grips your wirst and smearing your still warm blood onto your skin.

When you first had fallen into the world of Narnia—in the middle of the sea and thanks the god above, Edmund and the others were nearby—you were absolutely confused to where you were and how you got here and truthfully scared, because you swore you were just seconds ago with the Pevensie siblings at the underground-station in London.

Sure, you had a strange sensation of deja-vu's and feeling surreal throughout your adventures stay in Narnia, but you shook it off as something of just being overall anxious and paranoid.

Though now, in the hold of Jadis, a memory—a row of unpleasantly ones—keeps flashing through your mind.

You had been already in Narnia once before, in th captivity of the White Witch and after your freeing—thanks to Edmund—your mind had just blocked these memories completely in a form of self defense safety.

«You should've known better [Name] than to test me.»

With horror—and horrific terrifying it was—watched Caspian how Jadis, with that bit of magic left in her, freezing and defrost your arm completely in one go. Leaving a row of snowflake like scars—skin red and dripping with blood—behind.

Your agony filled screams, would haunt Caspian for the rest of his life and feelings of guilt forever seeded in him.

Caspian wasn't dumb, he had sawn the old faintly scars on your arm, he just hadn't connected the dots—till now—that you had gotten such scars from the Witch herself.

When Susan, Edmund and Lucy came rushing in, a fight between them and the henchmen of Jadis had broken out.

«I know, you had it sorted.» said Edmund annoyed, aiming his words at Peter. Putting his sword back in its holster—after destroying the mirror (and hopefully Jadis for final)—walking towards you.

After the mirror had sprung into splitters, you were dropped to the ground. Holding back your whimpers as you take in some deep breaths. Edmund helped you up, fretting over you and looking worried at your blue turned lips and how cold you felt.

You shrugged him off, muttering the lines of; I'm fine.

With your head held high, you walked past them towards the entrance. Wanting to be alone for now, away from this and them was all you wanted.

«You're not worthy to serve under me, the High King. A disappointment of a friend and knight you are–»

Susan tried, she really tired, to stop Peter from saying anything more. She knows that her brothers mouth could sometimes be faster than his mind and unnecessarily provoking.

It was too late. The harm already done. They watched with holding breath, how you stopped abruptly in your tracks. Hands clenching to fists.

«Shut the fuck up!» in a flash you turned around and punched Peter, with your pained wounded arm, in the face. Giving him a bloody nose and brought him tumbling down onto the ground.

«You say you're King, than act like one and get yer arrogance outta yer ass.» you told Peter with seething anger—fists trembling, facial features in a disappointing glare—looking down at him.

~~~

Edmund, he had followed you shortly after—not before giving Peter snide comments and a piece of his mind and hearing a loud gruelling scream, which had definitely come from you—found you a bit offside from the base, in the forest near a well. It seems you didn't really treated your wounds at all, leaving them bleeding while you stared, eyes puffing red and brimming with tears, mindlessly ahead of you.

Wordlessly he stepped towards you, taking a seat next to you. Edmund took, with the uttermost care, your arm—taking out the salve, a cloth and bandages he had brought with him—rinsing it clean and bandage it up.

Moving up your shirt, he inspected the stab wound. It didn't looked awfully deep, then again Edmund hadn't any medical knowledge at all, so he couldn't really tell. Though, just like with your arm, he did a basic first-aid.

You laid your head on Edmunds shoulders and he lets you cry it all out.

~~~

And when the final Battle had come.

«Together» «Forever»

«Till death and the beyond» facing each other—for the last time—intertwined your hands as you both repeated the vows, you two have given one another.

And when it all comes crashing down in the bitter end—the flaming stars in the sky above, being a witness to a everlasting love between two humans—you two will still be in adoration of one another.

[spaceagebachelormann]

𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬

!!REQUEST REQUIREMENTS!!

-> state the character, romantic or platonic, the format of the request, and a plot

-> do you have any specifics for the reader? blonde, poc, male, neurodivergent, etc? (please keep in mind i will write poc readers but i’m white so they may be a little difficult for me)

-> requests are preferred to be sent through inbox, but i can make dms work if needed

-> PLEASE ACTUALLY SPECIFY WHAT YOU WANT WITH YOUR REQUEST!! ITS VERY HARD FOR ME TO WRITE “____ x reader fluff” GIVE ME A PLOT LINE

!!WHAT I WILL WRITE!!

-> platonic

-> romantic

-> familial

-> any gender x any gender

-> headcanons

-> long fics

-> multi character

-> blurbs

-> poly relationships

-> x reader

-> i will only write cheating if it’s a character comforting r after being cheated on, not a character cheating on r

!!WHAT I WONT WRITE!!

-> smut (i’m 15)

-> yandere

-> most aus, ask about the specific au before requesting an au

-> incest

-> age gaps

-> canonical gay/lesbian character x a man (if lesbian) or a woman (if gay)

-> song fics

-> things about ocs

-> ships

-> sunshine x grumpy tropes, i’m horrible at this trope

character list

keeper of the lost cities

sophie foster, dex dizznee, fitz vacker, keefe sencen, biana vacker, marella redek, maruca chebota, tam song, linh song, wylie endal, jensi babblos, stina heks, elwin hesledge

chronicles of narnia

peter pevensie, edmund pevensie, susan pevensie, lucy pevensie, caspian

riordanverse

percy jackson, annabeth chase, grover underwood, jason grace, piper mclean, leo valdez, hazel levesque, frank zhang, nico di angelo, will solace, reyna arellano, rachel dare, travis stoll, connor stoll, thalia grace, magnus chase, alex fierro, carter kane, sadie kane

harry potter

harry potter, ron weasley, hermione granger, neville longbottom, luna lovegood, ginny weasley, fred weasley, george weasley, sirius black, james potter, remus lupin, mary macdonald, marlene mckinnon, lily evans, dorcas meadows, regulus black, barty crouch jr, narcissa black, andromeda black, bellatrix lestrange

ride the cyclone

ocean o’connell rosenberg, noel gruber, mischa bachinski, ricky potts, jane doe/penny lamb, constance blackwood

shadow and bone

alina starkov, malyen oretsev, genya safin, zoya nazyalensky, david kostyk, tamaar & tolya, nikolai lantsov

six of crows

kaz brekker, inej ghafa, jesper fahey, nina zenik, wylan van eck, matthias helvar

the outsiders

ponyboy curtis, johnny cade, sodapop curtis, darry curtis, steve randall, twobit matthews, dallas winston, cherry valance

the hunger games

katniss everdeen, peeta mellark, finnick odair, johanna mason, cinna, effie trinket

it (2017)

bill denbrough, eddie kaspbrak, richie tozier, stan uris, beverly marsh, ben hanscom, mike hanlon

the school for good and evil

agatha, sophie, tedros, hort, hester, anadil, dot, nicola, rhian mistral, rafal mistral, clarissa dovey, leonora lesso

the land of stories

connor bailey, alex bailey, red riding hood, jack, goldilocks

scooby doo

shaggy rogers, fred jones, daphne blake, velma dinkley, thorn, dusk, luna

little women

jo march, amy march, beth march, meg march, laurie

dracula

dracula, lucy westenra, arthur holmwood, john seward, mina harker, abraham van helsing, renfield, quincey morris, jonathan harker, the brides

frankenstein

victor frankenstein, elizabeth lavenza, henry clerval, adam frankenstein, justine mortiz, ernest frankenstein, the bride

dr jekyll and mr hyde

henry jekyll, edward hyde, richard enfield, gabriel utterson, hastie lanyon, lucy harris

phantom of the opera

christine daaé, erik destler, raoul de chagney, meg giry, carlotta giudicelli

a good girls guide to murder

pippa fitz-amobi, ravi singh, naomi ward, cara ward, connor reynolds, jamie reynolds, nat da silva

the mighty ducks

charlie conway, adam banks, lester averman, guy germaine, connie moreau, fulton reed, dean portman, julie gaffney, ken wu, luis mendoza, dwayne robertson

monster high

frankie stein, draculaura, clawdeen wolf, cleo de nile, abbey bominable, ghoulia yelps, operetta, rochelle goyle, spectra vondergeist, elissabat, clawd wolf, deuce gorgon, heath burns, jackson jekyll, holt hyde, kieran valentine

the powerpuff girls

blossom utonium, bubbles utonium, buttercup utonium, brick jojo, boomer jojo, butch jojo

david bowie

david bowie, ziggy stardust, jareth, thomas jerome newton, celliers

sweeney todd

sweeney todd, anthony hope, mrs lovett, johanna todd

the rosewood chronicles

lottie pumpkin, ellie wolf, jamie volk, ollie moreno, raphael wilcox, anastacia alcroft leblanc, saskia san martin, lola tomkins, mickey tomkins, binah fae

hairspray

corny collins, link larkin, amber von tussle, tracey turnblad, penny pingleton, seaweed j. stubbs

attack on titan

eren yeager, mikasa ackerman, armin arlert, jean kirstein, sasha braus, connie springer, annie leonhardt, bertholdt hoover, reiner braun, hange zoe, levi ackerman, erwin smith, colt grice, niccolo, yelena, onyakopon, zeke yeager

daisy jones and the six

daisy jones, billy dunne, graham dunne, karen sirko, warren rhodes, pete loving/roundtree, eddie loving/roundtree, camila dunne, simone jackson

doctor who bbc

ninth doctor, tenth doctor, eleventh doctor, twelfth doctor, rose tyler, jack harkness, mickey smith, donna noble, martha jones, clara oswald, river song, amy pond, rory williams, simm! master, missy/gomez master

miss peregrines home for peculiar children

jacob portman, emma bloom, millard nulling, enoch o’connor, olive elephanta, alma peregrine

good omens

crowley, aziraphale, ineffable husbands (poly), beelzebub <3, gabriel, ineffable bureaucracy (poly), nina, maggie, nina and maggie (poly), anathema

miscellaneous characters

sarah williams, bernard the elf, rodrick heffley, varian, lisa frankenstein, the creature (lisa frankenstein)

UPCOMING FANDOMS : what we do in the shadows, star trek, american horror story, torchwood, x-men, yellowjackets

[iliumheightnights]

Peter Pevensie will show off for his boyfriend during training.

He'll swing heavier than normal and do fancy moves that he wouldn't normally do during an actual battle. His boyfriend knows he's just trying to show off but still enjoys the show anyway.

Who wouldn't?

[agaypanic]

Hello! Do you still write for MBAV? If so, I’d like to request a Rory X Male!reader! The reader has been a vampire for many years now, he was forced to drink human blood and after that one time, he lived off of animal blood (like the cullens) anyways, Reader moves back to Whitechapel and is enrolled into the high school. The readers a total nerd, Loving things like cartoons (TMNT, MLP, TOH, Amphibia) and animes (fairytail, mha, TPN, your name, weathering with you.) and things like Harry Potter, stranger things, Riverdale, narnia and stuff. He and Rory meet in the computer lab and just kinda click? They geek out together and just kind of start dating, not even having to ask eachother or tell any one? (Sorry if this sounds confusing or anything! And obviously you don’t have to do this! <3)

Rory Keaner With a Nerdy Vampire Boyfriend Headcanons

Masterlist

Request Something!

A/N: im gonna keep the reader’s interests vague bc tbh i havent even heard of some of the things mentioned in the request. also i know that dusk is kind of the MBAV version of twilight, but theres a twilight reference in here lol

***

Moving back to Whitechapel your senior year of high school wasn’t really something you had in mind

You left town for a reason

Turning into a vampire at your first high school party was a little bit traumatic 

Your parents, seeing you were different but not knowing why, thought a change of scenery would help you

It did a bit, until your parents decided to move back to Whitechapel

Before your last year of school started, you decided to rediscover the town you had grown up in

That’s when you met Rory Keaner

You were happy to see that Whitechapel didn’t change much in the three years you’ve been gone. You remembered where the important places were, like the high school, the best restaurants, and things like that. Everything else was a bit fuzzy, but a little exploring would fix that.

Something that caught your eye quickly was a little bookstore near the pizza shop you and your family used to frequent. Remembering the cash you stuffed in your pocket before you left, you walked into the shop.

You immediately found the comic book section, eyes quickly scanning over the vast selection. You couldn’t help but gasp when you spotted the latest installment of one of your favorite comic book series. You picked it up with care, looking over the glossy cover.

“Hey, you like that too?” A blonde boy about your age asked, looking at the comic with you from over your shoulder. “I love that series!”

You looked at him, surprised by his presence and enthusiasm. 

“Really?” You asked, and he nodded. “I’ve been looking, like, everywhere for this one. Every place I’ve gone to was either sold out or didn’t carry it.”

“Same!” The boy responded. He reached behind you, grabbing something from the shelf. “Lucky for us, it looks like we just found the last two copies here.”

“Lucky us.” You mused. You couldn’t help but admire the stranger in front of you; there was something very alluring about him that you couldn’t place. 

“I’m Rory.” He offered his hand. “I kinda feel like I’ve seen you before.”

The strange thing, you realized as you shook his hand, was that you felt the same way about him.

“Maybe you have.” You shrugged. “I used to live in Whitechapel up until a few years ago. I just moved back. I’m Y/n.”

“Well, Y/n…” Rory said with a bright smile. You wondered if he had any other expressions. “It’s nice to have you back.”

When you start going to school, seeing Rory feels like a saving grace

You barely remember Whitechapel High from the first time you attended, mainly because you only went the first few weeks of freshman year

He immediately took you under his wing, introducing you to his friends and inviting you to hang out with him

His friends seemed a bit familiar to you as well, but you couldn’t really place it

You and Rory bonded quickly; you were definitely each other’s best friend

One night, while playing games in his room, you found out why Rory and his friends had seemed so familiar

You had been over at Rory’s for a few hours, and as time passed, you started to notice a strange smell. It wasn’t bad, luckily. It actually smelled very good, delicious even.

“You okay?” Rory asked as the two of you were loading into a new level. He noticed your little sniffles as you tried to discreetly figure out the scent.

“Do you smell that?” You asked, rising from your place on his bed. Rory watched you in confusion as you tried to follow the scent, soon being led to his bottom dresser drawer. “What’s in here?”

Suddenly remembering what was in the drawer, Rory made a noise to discourage you from looking. But it was too late because your curiosity had gotten the best of you, and now you were holding up a pint bag of blood. You turned to look at him with a questioning look, eyes darting between him and the blood.

“I- I can explain!” He said, dropping the controller. 

“It smells so good.” You interrupted his frazzled thoughts with the whisper, taking a long and deep inhale. “It’s been so long since I’ve had human blood. So long since I’ve even smelled it.”

“What?” Rory moved towards you, and you took your eyes off the bag. “What do you me-”

“Are you a vampire?” You asked. It seemed like a safe question to ask, because you couldn’t think of any other reason for Rory to have a pint of blood in his dresser.

“How did you…?” Rory trailed off, trying to wrap his head around the whole situation. 

But then you flashed your fangs, and suddenly everything clicked.

“When did you turn?” Rory asked curiously, grabbing your hands and leading you back to sit on his bed. 

“Freshman year.” You answered, dropping the blood bag on the mattress. “It was my first high school party, but apparently, it was being thrown by some cult leader or something. That’s why I left Whitechapel in the first place, I was totally freaking out about it, and my parents thought that I should move schools.”

“Wait! I think I got turned at the same party! Was the guy’s name Jesse?”

“Yeah!”

“Me, Erica, and Sarah got turned at that party, and then Ethan and Benny kicked his ass!”

So that’s why your new friends seemed so familiar. They were involved with probably the craziest event of your life, in one way or another.

“Wait, so what did you mean by not drinking human blood?” Rory asked, tilting his head curiously. “Don’t we need it to survive?”

“Well, we just need blood.” You said. “I haven’t had human blood since Jesse turned me. I guess you could say I’m like a… vegetarian vampire. I only drink animal blood.”

“Wow! How’d you figure out you could do that?”

“...Have you ever seen Twilight?”

Finding out you were both vampires just brought the two of you closer together

Now you tag along with the rest of the gang on their supernatural adventures

You do “nerd things” (as Erica calls it) with the boys, like playing different games and collecting comics or figures

But you still spend the most time with Rory

And as you spend more time together, your feelings for each other grow

I like to think Rory is affectionate with anyone who allows him to

It wasn’t uncommon to find Rory’s hands on you. Either around your shoulders, or your waist, or clasped around one of your own. You quickly grew used to it, to the point where it would seem concerning for him to not be touching you.

Plus, his touch always made your undead cheeks warmer.

Then, the affection progressed to kisses. Quick pecks on the cheek in greeting, or on the temple in comfort. It was always casual, like the two of you had been like this for years.

And then, one day, Rory kissed your lips instead. You were rambling about a new book you had read, and Rory just couldn’t help himself. You looked so cute, and although Rory loved to hear you talk, he was just overcome with the urge to lean over and kiss you.

You didn’t say anything about it, and neither did he. You just smiled at each other and then continued the conversation.

But that doesn’t mean Rory stopped kissing you after that.

[gayandfairycore]

Finished fics ੈ✩‧₊˚

Authors favourite: 🌷

Smut: 🍓

Fluff: 🌞

Angst: 🌛

Fem reader: ✨

Male reader: 🪽

Fandoms I no longer write for: 🍂

Warning: please check my request terms before requesting as I no longer write for some fandoms, and I no longer write male reader fics, any previous requests you have sent may be slow to release!

Masterlist

༶•┈┈୨♡୧┈┈•༶

Lockwood and co:

Marmalade and mischievous mornings🌞🌷✨

Thin walls 🍓🌞✨

Titanic:

Jack dawson x reader🌞✨🍓🌷

Bbc Merlin:

Merlin x reader 🍓🌞✨

Merlin x reader 🍓🌞✨

Morgana x reader 🍓🌞✨

Morgana x Merlins sibling reader pt 1 🌛🌞✨

Pt 2 🌛✨

Just hold me 🌛🌞✨🌷

The prince, the magician, and the physician 🌞🌛🌷

Teen wolf:

Stiles stilinski:

Movie night 🌞🌛✨

Scott McCall:

Movie night 🌞🌛✨

Wednesday:

The albatross 🌛✨🌷

My babysitters a vampire:

Ethan Morgan x male reader 🌛🌞🪽

Narnia:

Narnia headcanons 🌞🌛🪽

ೃ⁀➷ fics/fandoms I don’t write for anymore ⁀➷

Xo kitty:

Do you see right through me 🌞🌛🌷✨

Outer banks:

Distraction 🌛✨

The middle:🍂

Axl heck x reader 🌞✨

Love and monsters: 🍂

Joel dawson x reader 🌛🌞✨

Supernatural:🍂

The green necklace 🌛🌞✨

Tfw x reader 🌛🌞✨

Fear street: 🍂

Sacrifice Simon kalivoda x reader 🌛✨

Marauders: 🍂

James potter x reader

Nothing is as clear as the clarity of death 🌛✨

[remussl0vers]

requesting guide

updated: 17.06.23

please make sure to read this before requesting anything — i'm hoping that you'll respect my boundaries on what am i comfortable with and with not writing.

MASTERLIST

I tend to curse often in my fics, and are usually comfortable with covering more serious topics, so make sure to check the content warning before hand. I always write warnings when I believe they're needed, but do let me know if you think something should be added!

also senders may request as many as they want <3

FORMS OF WRITING :

oneshot

imagine

headcanon

series

alphabet

I tend to write oneshots over 1000 words, so if you want feel free to specify if you want a long or short story.

CONTENT I WRITE :

fluff

angst

sensitive / triggering topics

gore

smut / spice

most tropes ( best at friends to lovers )

I'm pretty comfortable with writing sensitive topics as well as angst ( anyone who's read my works before will know that they're the things I write best ) however, if I'm not comfortable with the topic as a whole I will DM you, or possibly put it off for a while.

*If you have a writing prompt from somewhere as well, feel free to send it through !!

CHARACTERS :

male reader / ftm

gender neutral

genderfluid

original character

I do not write female readers / characters anymore. If there aren't specified pronouns then I will write it as a male character.

There are also some characters I only feel comfortable writing for with a male reader/character and vice versa, which I'll note who.

PAIRINGS :

love interests

platonic

family

polyamorous ships ; depends on the character

WHAT I WILL NOT WRITE :

support of homophobia, transphobia, fatphobia, racism, sexism, pedophilia, incest ; if they're mentioned in a request in terms of the character being bullied / abused ( in the past ) then i may write it but NOT explicitly, only a mention

a pairing against a character's canon sexuality

rape

pregnancy

female reader

anime

WHO I WRITE FOR :

DEAD BOY DETECTIVES :

charles rowland

edwin payne

monty

niko sasaki ( not romantic )

crystal palace ( not romantic )

DESCENDANTS :

ben beast

harry hook

carlos de vil

jay

mal bertha

evie grimhilde

LOCKWOOD & CO :

anthony lockwood

lucy carlyle

george karim

quill kipps ( friends / family only )

MARAUDERS :

remus lupin

sirius black

regulus black

james potter

lily evans ( not romantic )

evan rosier

barty crouch jr

marlene mckinnon ( not romantic )

dorcas meadows ( not romantic )

pandora lovegood ( not romantic )

mary mcdonald ( not romantic )

MARVEL :

peter parker / spiderman ( tom and andrew )

loki laufeyson

kate bishop

yelena belova ( not romantic )

steve rogers

bucky barnes

pietro maximoff

wanda maximoff

valkyrie ( not romantic )

natasha romanoff

tony stark ( not romantic )

gwen stacy ( emma stone )

gwen stacy ( atsv )

*marvel and particularly the mcu is a fandom i'm more comfortable with than most, so if there is a character not listed, then i may or may not write for them

NARNIA :

prince caspian

peter pevensie

edmund pevensie ( only during dawn treader )

SHADOW AND BONE / SIX OF CROWS :

kaz brekker

inej ghafa

jesper fahey

wylan van eck

nina zenik

alina starkov

nikolai lantsov

genya safin ( not romantic )

matthias helvar

STRANGER THINGS :

steve harrington

jonathon byers

max mayfield

robin buckley ( not romantic )

TEEN WOLF :

stiles stilinski ( *i will take most/all dylan obrien characters )

isaac lahey

scott mccall

liam dunbar ( not romantic )

allison argent

malia tate

lydia martin ( not romantic )

kira yukimura

derek hale

THE HUNGER GAMES :

finnick odair

peeta mellark

katniss everdeen

THE MAZE RUNNER :

newt

thomas

minho

X-MEN :

logan howlett

charles xavier ( james mcavoy )

jean grey

mystique

rogue

erik lehnsherr ( not romantic )

wade wilson / deadpool

kitty pryde

bobby drake

*FANDOMS COMING SOON : PJO, DISNEY, HANNIBAL

[stuffymcstuffsworld]

Announcements

Alright Darlings!

We've been blessed with many new chapters and characters.

Which, of course, leads to more brilliant stories. I'm actually excited to read more stories by other writers.

I hope to be inspired by more fanart and new chapters.

Now onto important matters.

Stories to look forward to

Enjoy the moment

In-laws

What they call me

Mother tounge

Pierce my heart 8

They never listen- misfits messing with kalego and doing the opposite of what he says.

The Major- Male reader is irritated with general Furfur.

An understanding- Dali x reader secret spouse's bickering.

Awkwardness- Sullivan snooping around Opera's love life.

Flustered- Drunk Henri is frustrated because of oblivious reader ignoring him.

Stubborn- sick Opera

Clingy- Evil cycle Dali hogs reader

Ensnared- Robin sonfic (side story of Pierce my heart)

A True King- (let's face it i already know who's winning the poll) A Mephisto Pheles story

Perfume- A Raim songfic

Stray- Uncle Naberius songfic (he's a tramp but I love him. 😉)

Obedient Servant- Narnia and where his loyalty lies

Chew toys- Reader steals Ceberus from kalego

Coffee- reader introduced coffee to the teachers

Player two- (Did you think i forgot? Well I didn't. We need a Lindy song!)

Life sucks- (This was recommended by one of you darlings, and I couldn't accept it at the time due to overload of work.) Jazz and Iruma talking about their past trauma with their families.

The way of a pick pocket- a Jazz songfic

We're gonna keep requests open until the poll ends, so you guys have 4 days to make a request.

[sweetpandorabox]

The Chronicles of Narnia x Reader Masterlist (One Shot & Series)

⋆ ˚｡ ⋆୨sweetpandorabox୧⋆ ˚｡ ⋆

⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎…⋙

Masterlist Category:

✿ - Fluff | ☄- Smut | ✪ - Angst | ➼ - Short Blurb | ✎ - Personal Favorite | ♡ - Gender Neutral | ✉ - Future/Husband/Wife |

🦁 - Series

A/N: After several write-ups of one-shots I can finally present to all of you, my third-ever master list!! I'm really excited to see all my work links in one place for all of you to go through to just read and enjoy it! I love you all so much. (P.s Click the title of the one shot and it should take you to it also for the marauders it's a mix of male and female readers except for the gender-neutral one of course so yeah I just thought I should let you all know that okay bye)

In Progress/Coming soon...