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A group of pirates kill a merid, only to find that she was a mer-matron, and they have orphaned her young daughter. Who would they be if they did not save the child?
They wouldn't be the legends they are now, that's for sure.
Special thanks to otherwindow (tumblr), redporkpadthai (tumblr), and the corvidprompts discord server <3
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09 Mar 2022
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so amazing, no notes, chef's kiss, legendary, show stopping-
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show me where my armor ends (show me where my skin begins) by Zannolin for tamatojam
Fandoms: Chronicles of Narnia - C. S. Lewis, Chronicles of Narnia (Movies)
14 Jan 2025
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It has been hours since the army threw down their weapons; since the Lion roared and the river surged; since Peter kissed each of Caspian’s cheeks and named him a knight. Afterward, Peter was not involved in the proceedings of surrender that have so captivated Susan and Edmund. Nor did he go with Lucy and Aslan to see to the wounded troops. For hours, Caspian has not glimpsed Peter at all. Now, seeing the sweat-stiffened hair, the blood crusting the cuts across his brow; the way he has made no move to rise since Caspian arrived—Caspian finds himself wondering if perhaps he has been here all this time, unmoving, alone.
“What are you really doing out here?” Caspian inquires, softer this time, and Peter sighs.
(or, sometimes one man’s armor is a two man job.)
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- Part 1 of the healing of harms
Bookmarked by cottontrail
15 May 2026
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take it as a compliment by aloera
Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia
19 Aug 2022
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“You need something?”
“No,” Eijirou says quietly. He swipes back to look at the picture, Katsuki’s long legs in black cashmere, the subtle swell of his biceps, just barely shaping the fabric. “I just wanted—um. To tell you. That. Um.” He can do this. Katsuki’s his fucking boyfriend, not a random person on the street. All in a rush, he mumbles—“You look nice.”
“Oh,” says Katsuki. His voice has gone all soft. “Thanks, sweetheart.”Bakugou has to wear a suit for a work event. Kirishima proceeds to lose his mind.
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Bookmarked by cottontrail
15 May 2026
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if you hear screaming in the distance, it's me
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Cold Turkey by KiriBakuHappiness
Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia
13 Mar 2021
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It wasn’t until supper had rolled around and Katsuki found himself sitting at the dining table with his parents - eating his curry and rice and minding his own damn business, thank you very much - when he finally received a new text message from Kirishima.
He didn’t know what he had expected it to be, but he definitely hadn’t expected it to be that. He stared down at his phone screen with his rice stalled halfway to his mouth; frozen in… disbelief? Shock?
Kirishima had finally fucking texted him, but –
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A fucking picture?A fucking picture of what?
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Addiction was a heavy, ugly word – and Bakugou Katsuki was fucking addicted.
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forward momentum by Zannolin for newtedison
Fandoms: Chronicles of Narnia - C. S. Lewis, Chronicles of Narnia (Movies)
11 Jan 2026
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Caspian swallows roughly and presses down. The boy’s gaze, previously fixed on some far-off point above them, snaps from distant to sharp in a second, like a blade drawn from its sheath. He stares upwards at Caspian, mouth twisted up with something more than pain.
They’re very blue, his eyes, Caspian notices again. He cannot be a Telmarine, then. He’s far too fair. Perhaps he’s from Archenland? Terebinthia? But why is he here? Why his sword, unsheathed; his clothes, fine but ill-fitted to his rawboned frame?
“Sod it all,” the boy half-laughs, half-wheezes. Caspian tries not to shudder at the way it makes torn flesh slide beneath his fingers. Nearly jerks back when the tip of one thumb slips into the open wound, warm and wet. “You’re him. Prince Caspian.”
(or, caspian's first meeting with narnia's high king goes more than a little awry. somehow, this ends better than anyone expected.)
Bookmarked by cottontrail
01 May 2026