very-fangirl

you were kind and loving, gentle and compassionate. but then i saw the truth. i saw the demon that was possessing your soul come out to play.

The eldest Pevensie stares at himself in the mirror, his fists clenched, dark circles under his eyes from lack of sleep. Susan is worried about him. Hell, they’re all worried about each other. Why wouldn’t they be? They’re grown adults in children’s bodies, treated like the kids they are expected to be. They pace their rooms constantly, worried about the state their country is in. Of course, they discuss it when there’s not a soul around to hear, otherwise, they’d be locked up in a nuthouse.     “Peter?” a soft voice calls. Lucy. “You’ve been in there for a while and I’m star

He stands tall once he leaves, his classmates wondering what happened to him in the country. His eyes hold a fierceness to them, a fierceness that he loves and loathes, a sense of power and anger. He used to be magnificent. She holds herself gracefully, her back straight, demeanor poised. Her friends see a more adult side to her, a side they’ve never seen before, a side they want her to keep, a side she doesn’t want to let go of. She used to be gentle. He is no longer stubborn. He is truthful now, always honest. His mother notices how he never bickers with his siblings anymore, how he’s never childish or irritated, the red

Edmund Pevensie picks at the grass around him and glances at his siblings, on edge. It’s been about an hour since the Witch demanded to speak with the great lion, and the tension in the air can be cut with a knife. He sees Peter stand out of the corner of his eye and stands as well with everyone else. The White Witch exits the red and gold tent, her eyes cold and cruel. She looks straight at Edmund and smirks before she goes to her seat.    Aslan, now in front of everyone, looks at Edmund with pity, his ears drooping. It’s only for a second before he speaks to the crowd. “She has...not renounced her claim on the son of Ada

“You abandoned Narnia. You abandoned your subjects, your people.”    Peter’s face is contorted with pain and rage and guilt and hurt. Caspian’s words feel like a knife through the heart. He’s right. He did abandon everything. All because of a stag.    “Do you think we had a choice? Do you think I wanted to leave? Huh? You think I enjoyed growing up and becoming a man --- a king ---and living this fantastic life as a ruler only to have it snatched away like that ? One minute my siblings and I are chasing some stag through the forest and the next we’re sprawled on the floor in front of the wardrobe.

B O N N I E   &   C L Y D E she meets him over a forgotten drink of hot chocolate, and they become instantly smitten with each other. he vows to never leave her, she vows to never leave him. he goes to the worst prison farm there is, changing ❝from a schoolboy to a rattlesnake❞ in less than two years, vowing to never go back. she waits for him to return, fearing that he’d turned out just like her old husband, whose ring she never took off the sounds of gunfire echo in their ears, the money either in their hands or in a bag. their families worry about their criminal kids, wondering if they’d seen them for the last