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my hero [tumnus]

word count: 1.0k

pairing: tumnus x reader

warnings: poor writing

a/n: i don’t like how this turned out, but i made due with a very little plot line. all i ask is if you request something, please give me a bit of a plot to work with :)

request: Mr. Tumnus with a shy s/o if you're comfortable? no body writes for him, lol

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you had grown up in narnia, raised by beaver who took you in from a young age. you weren’t exactly sure how you ended up in narnia, but it really didn’t matter. you were a narnian; despite the fact one might see you and think you were a human. 

technically, you were human, but as far as you were concerned, you identified solely as narnian. though if anyone identified you as a human, you likely wouldn’t speak otherwise.

so when the real daughters of eve and sons of adams arrived at your doorstep, you were shocked. they all looked surprised to see you, a human, in narnia; though none of them treated you as anything other than a narnian. they accepted you as you were; a loyal fighter in their army, and for that you were grateful. 

you, along with the beavers, helped them escape the wolves, and soon you all found yourselves in aslan’s camp; a place filled with creatures of all sorts.

it was no shock when the white witch’s army stormed your base. you had all prepared as much as you can; weapons, armour and steeds had been distributed throughout the army. 

you stood with the younger son of adam, edmund, with your bow at the ready. you nodded to him, and he nodded to his older brother. the gryphons began their attack, and the witch’s army began to attack, yours following shortly after peter’s command. 

you waited patiently for edmund’s signal, before releasing the wave of arrows the lot of you had launched. you bid him a quick farewell and a quiet “stay safe, my lord” before taking off down to fight with the other narnians. 

you wielded a sword well, beaver having trained you from young, knowing the prophecy would one day come true. you ran straight into battle, fighting valiantly alongside your people. you took out each attacker coming your way, but you quickly came to the realization you were severely outnumbered. 

you were sure everyone around you was coming to the same realization, as everyone fought the exhaustion nipping at them and fought as hard as they could. 

as the battle raged around you, the weight of the sword seemed to become heavier with every swing. you landed strong blows, though your movements were much slower than when you had started fighting. still, you refused to give into the exhaustion, seeing as no one else was; you weren’t weak, and too much was at risk to give up now. 

you were starting to give into temptation, before you heard a loud roar echo across the field of battle, and briefly saw aslan tackle the white witch. a sudden adrenaline floods your system as you saw a large wave of narnians come up from where aslan once stood.

you were fighting a warrior when you heard a cry of pain, slightly distracting you for a moment and letting your guard down, when you turned, you saw a weapon aimed directly at your abdomen, seconds away from piercing your skin when you saw a figure appear from behind you, quickly stabbing your attacker and taking him down easily. 

“you’d best watch yourself.” a male voice piped up, and you turned to face your saviour, when you saw stunning brown curls and big brown eyes. you blushed, opening your mouth to say something when you saw a soldier coming up behind him. 

you quickly pulled out your bow and an arrow, “get down!” you told him, and he obliged, the arrow flying past where he was once stood and taking out the soldier. 

subconsciously, the two of you stuck together, fighting side by side until finally, you’d won. the war was finally over, and you felt a great weight lifted off your shoulders. 

you turned to your earlier saviour, only to find he was already looking at you. he seemed to be shamelessly checking you out. you suddenly felt very self-conscious, and unable to help yourself, you turned bright red. he noticed, and a prideful smile lit up his features- for what, you were unsure.

he stepped closer to you, and stuck his hand out politely. “i’m tumnus.” he introduced, and you shyly smiled at him, softly taking and shaking his hand. you glanced over his features, though you were surprisingly unphased by his legs and horns. 

he was still gorgeous, you thought. “y/n.” you replied, your gaze moving to your feet. 

“well y/n, it’s nice to meet you. must i say, you’re quite good with a sword.” he complimented, and your blush deepened. 

“thank you.” you muttered; social situations were not your forte. 

suddenly lucy came bounding from nowhere, “mr. tumnus! you’ve met y/n, aren’t they great?!” you bit your lip, embarrassed by all the sudden attention. you grew up solely with beaver and his wife, and rarely you would see badger. 

you never had much social interaction outside of the dam, so this was something you were not used to, and you were slightly uncomfortable. you knew lucy meant no harm however, and tried your best to smile as convincingly as possible. 

“they are great, aren’t they?” tumnus replied, using a teasing tone lucy didn’t quite catch. she giggled and nodded, before excusing herself to help the narnian soldiers with her cordial. 

“she’s quite something, isn’t she?” he asked you, and you nodded. 

“she’s delightful.” you replied, smiling as you watched the young girl bound from one injured to another, beaming with pride at her capability to assist. 

“as are you.” he said smoothly, and you choked, taken aback by his comment. tumnus began to laugh at your state, proud at his successful attempt to make you smile. “you know, you can talk to me. i won’t bite.” he said, and though his tone was joking, you knew he was being sincere. 

“sorry, i’m not really used to this whole.. socializing thing.” you replied, and though you didn’t mean it to be funny necessarily, he laughed, and you joined in, slowly feeling more comfortable with him as the time passed. 

“i think you and i are going to get along very well.” he stated, and as you both exchanged smiles, you couldn’t help but agree with him. this was going to be interesting.