A few candid screenshots of the new documentary that has me rolling on the floor laughing. It’s not every day we get to see cheeky Yuzu show off his Koi Dance chops in front of Team Japan. I love how Nobunari’s just in awe of Yuzu’s presentation lmaooo
There wasn’t one. But I was having feeeeeeeeeeeeeels and watching Narnia and I
had this idea and if I didn’t write it, I was going to lose it forever, so here
you go. Enjoy.
This is an X-men/Narnia crossover. Reader has the ability to bring items from
other worlds to ours and is an X-Man at Xavier’s. This is set as a modern AU,
so like the 80’s generation living in the 2010’s.
“Movie night!” Peter announced, running
through the school and shouting if every dozen feet or so. “Everyone to the
You and Jean were in the kitchen, popping
bowls and bowls and bowls of popcorn while the boys distributed it and rounded
everybody up and got drinks. It was Narnia night, and you couldn’t have been
“I haven’t seen this movie in so long, oh my
God,” you sighed, pouring more popcorn into another bowl. “Kurt!” he appeared
and took the bowl before disappearing to give it to another kid.
“I know,” Jean smiled. “Neither have I.”
“I have never seen it,” Ororo stated.
“Neizher have I,” Kurt appeared, taking a
bowl from Jubilee. “But I am qvite excited.”
“You should be,” you told him. “It’s
soooooooo good. A classic.”
Once all of the popcorn was popped and all of
the kids were assembled, the movie started. The entire movie, a smile was
plastered on your face. You loved everything about it. The effects were
spectacular, the score was enchanting, and you had loved the characters since
you were young.
You couldn’t help but poke fun at Charles with
the others every time Tumnus was on screen. The resemblance was uncanny. You
couldn’t deny the fact that your mutant professor looked an awful lot like the
fictional Narnian faun. It was incredible. And hilarious. As much as Charles
tried to deny it, even the smallest mutants agreed that they could be twins.
Those who had already seen the movie were
filled with nostalgia and memories of their childhoods when they had watched it
religiously. Those who were introduced to it for the first time fell in love.
Everyone was in agreement when they thought that this movie night had been a
Soon, it was the next day, and you were
working with the others in the Danger Room. As the sentinels approached, you
held out your hand. There was a flash of white light and suddenly, there was a
lightsaber in your grip. You held it in front of you and pressed the button.
With a shoom, the green lightsaber
flashed to life.
You slashed the oncoming robots to bits,
wielding your lightsaber like a true Jedi. Sometimes, you loved being a mutant.
One of the sentinels slapped your hand,
knocking the laser sword astray. It swung its hand downwards, its fist nearly
crushing you. You squeezed your eyes shut. There was a bright flash. And
suddenly you were somewhere else entirely.
You took a breath, exhaling a puff of white
steam. You shivered, looking around. Snow. Woods. You had no idea where you
were or how on earth you had gotten there. You had never teleported anywhere
before. Not to the worlds you acquired your weapons from. This was…new.
You turned, taking it in. Snow fell all
around you, dropping in little flakes. And when you looked up, there was a lamp
post. It was bright under the gray skies. The flakes of snow seemed to glow in
Suddenly it clicked.
You heard a branch snap nearby and turned,
but there was no one there. Or was there? You noticed a red scarf peeking out
from behind a tree.
“Hello?” you called. “I…I won’t hurt you. I
Slowly, he came out from behind the tree,
looking up at you with timid blue eyes. A faun. Tumnus.
“W-where…where did you come from?”
“Somewhere far from here,” you told him. A
small smile spread across your face. “Were you hiding from me?”
“No,” he paused. “I, well- I just, I-I…No,
no, I just, I was just, um, I didn’t want to scare you.” He approached you
slowly, seeing that you would do him no harm. “I’m Tumnus.”
“(Y/N),” you introduced.
“Are you…are you human?”
“Sort of.” You replied. “Not exactly. But
I’m…well, I’m from a world full of humans. They, uh, they call people like me mutants.”
“Ah.” he nodded. “Well, (Y/N) how would you
like to have tea with me? It’s certainly warmer than standing out here in the
“I’d like that,” you nodded. He offered you
his arm and escorted you all the way there, his hooves clicking as he walked
down the path. Soon, you made it to his home, carved into the side of a
mountain. You looked around at all of the paintings. One of them, you noticed
was the Pevensie children.
“You can have a seat by the fire, get warm.”
You nodded, walking over and sitting in the chair by the fireplace. He walked
off to a little kitchen, fetching tea and toast with jam. In a few minutes, he
walked over and sat in the other chair, setting his tea tray on the table. He
handed you a cup of warm tea and poured some milk into it. You took a sip,
“No problem,” He paused, staring at you.
“How…how did you get here?”
“I’m not entirely sure. I don’t even know if
I can go back.” You stared at the flames dancing in the fireplace. He nodded.
“Where I come from…I grew up learning about you.”
“In my world, your world is fictional. My
teacher read about you when I was young. You…you actually look a lot like him.
My teacher, that is.”
“Yeah,” you smiled a bit, laughing. “You do.”
You and Tumnus continued to chat until the
tea and toast was gone and it was dark outside. You looked out the window,
thinking of home.
“You…you have to leave, don’t you?” he asked.
“I should try.” you stood up. He looked at
you with sad eyes.
“W-will I ever see you again?”
“I’m sure you will.” You promised. “I’ll be
back as soon as I can figure out how.”
“Goodbye, (Y/N).” he said. You smiled sadly.
There was a flash of white and suddenly, you
were back in the Danger Room. The simulation had ended, but it seemed only a
few minutes had passed, rather than a few hours.
“Vhere have you been?” Kurt asked.
“You wouldn’t believe me if I told you…” you
replied with a small smile.
You went through the rest of the week
normally, attending your classes, doing your training, pulling little harmless
goodies out of other worlds to give to the younger kids (chocolate frogs and
other treats from Harry Potter, mostly). But when Saturday hit, your curiosity
got the best of you.
You went to your room and pulled your Narnia
book off of the shelf, holding it in your hands. You stared at it for a few
seconds and then set it down. Your eyes drifted shut, and you focused on the
There was a bright flash, and suddenly you
were back in the woods, but it was no longer winter. Instead, it was summer,
warm and flowery and full of color. Petals danced on the wind, swirling all
around. You took off towards Tumnus’ house and knocked on the door.
It opened, and he peered at you with curious
blue eyes, a smile on his face as soon as he saw it was you.
“How long has it been?”
“Months,” he replied, taking a few steps
outside his house, still looking at you in disbelief. “I…I can’t believe it’s
“It’s me.” you smiled, hugging him. It took
him by surprise, but he didn’t hesitate to embrace you.
“You have no idea how much I’ve missed you…”
You stayed at his house for hours, talking
and laughing and telling him tales of the world you came from. But when it was
dark out, you knew you had to go home.
You stood with him outside the door to his
“Do you have
to leave?” he asked, his eyes searching yours. “I…I’ll miss you very much if
“I know. I’m going to miss you too. “I’ll
come back soon, I promise.”
“Here,” he handed you something. A necklace.
It was a small charm that looked like his pipes on a thread made of twine. “To
remember me by.”
“Believe me, I could never forget.”
In the months that came, you made a habit of
visiting Tumnus at least once a week, sometimes twice or more. Every trip, you
learned more about him. He showed you parts of the woods you had never
imagined, to the stream or to a meadow full of wild Narnian flowers. You told
him more and more about the world you came from, about movies and TV and video
games, pop music and radios, things he could only imagine.
You were lying in a meadow beside him,
staring up at the sky on a bright spring afternoon.
“Where you come from…would what we do, what
we’re doing…it would be considered dating,
“So then…what are we?”
“Well, if we were dating, you’d be my
“Ah.” he paused. “And would that make you
“It would.” you smiled, looking up at him.
“Well then, consider me your boyfriend.” he
told you, taking your hand. You gave it a little squeeze.
“Okay then, boyfriend.” you smiled. “I like
the sound of that.”
“So do I.”
You stayed with him until night, walking him
back to his cottage once it was dark out. The stars shone brightly in the night
sky, sparkling like brilliant diamonds in a sea of navy velvet.
“Do you have to leave?” he whispered, looking
into your eyes. His were beginning to tear up. He wiped at them, trying to stop
the flow of tears, but to no avail.
“You know I do,” you spoke quietly. He
nodded, smiling sadly.
“I know. I just…I never know how long it will
be until I see you again. Sometimes days, other times months. I…I’m sorry,”
“It’s okay,” you wiped his tears away with
your thumbs. He wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you close to him
and pressed a kiss to your cheek. It was long and gentle and soft. You pulled
out of the hug, only to pull him in to kiss him full on the lips. His eyes went
wide before drifting shut blissfully. You had never kissed him before, but he
had no complaints.
“I love you.” you whispered. “I’ll be back
soon. I promise.”
“I love you too. I love you so much.”
“What’s bugging you, (Y/N)?” Jean asked you
one afternoon. You were staring out the window, thinking about him.
“Nothing…I…I don’t know how to explain it.”
“I know,” Jean nodded, sitting beside you on
the windowsill. “I know how you feel about him. And I know you’re not super
confident in your powers, but…he’d really fit in here. If this were any other
world, he wouldn’t, but, here…in a place like this…he’d be safe.”
“I…never thought about that,” you murmured.
“He could come live here, in the Mansion.”
“Yes. He could.” Charles rolled into the
room, smiling gently. “Maybe when he and I are standing side by side, you’ll
all see we don’t look that much
“But you do,
though,” you and Jean said together, laughing when Charles rolled his eyes.
“Well, when he gets here, we’ll have a bed
“I’ll go get him right now!” you smiled,
disappearing with a flash of white light.
“Tumnus!” you shouted, running through the
woods as fast as your legs would carry you. “Tumnus!”
“What? What’s wrong?” he asked, walking out
of his cottage. He searched your expression, holding you by the shoulders.
“Tumnus, I talked to my professor. He said
you can move in.”
“What?” he asked, the wheels slowly turning.
“Come to your world?”
“Yes.” you nodded.
“And I would see you every day?”
“And…they would accept me? Even in a world
full of humans?”
“Anybody is welcome in a school full of
mutants,” you nodded. A smile spread across his face.
“Help me pack,”
You walked into the house with him, helping
him tuck his things away into your backpack. You felt like they were safer
coming over with you than with him. You didn’t exactly know how this would work
yet. You had never transported people before.
You walked with him to the lamp post,
figuring that was your best bet. He looked at you nervously. He was shaking a
“Hold onto me tight and no matter what, don’t
let go.” You instructed. He held you, pulling you to him. You embraced him just
as tightly, rubbing his back gently.
“Okay, here we go.”
When you appeared at the mansion, he was
gone. You looked around frantically. How did you just leave him behind? You had
been focusing so hard. You opened your backpack. All of his things were there.
“Tumnus!” You shouted, running through the
“What are you doing?” Peter asked, looking at
“Looking for Tumnus,” you told him. “He was
supposed to come through with me. I don’t know where he went,”
“I’ll help you look for your imaginary
“He’s not imaginary. Not anymore.” you
paused. “Or, he isn’t supposed to be.” Peter shrugged, rushing off.
“Vhat’s zhe matter?” asked Kurt. “Are you
“Help me find Tumnus.”
“Tumnus? Zhe faun?” Kurt asked, remembering a
few months before when he had seen Narnia for the first time.
“Yes.” you answered.
“Is he zhe one you’ve been seeing?”
“Vell zhen, I’ll try. Vhere is he?”
“I don’t know.”
You ran out onto the courtyard, looking
around. He wasn’t anywhere. You wiped away tears. He was gone. You had lost
him. Or left him behind. Neither made you feel good.
“(Y/N)?” you turned around. Standing at the end
of the driveway under the streetlight was Tumnus. You ran to him, holding him
tight. He laughed, smiling.
“I thought I lost you.” you whispered.
“You will never lose me,” he replied,
pressing a kiss to your lips. There was a blur of silver and suddenly Peter was
standing beside you.
“Oh my God, you really do look like the professor,” Peter mumbled, taking off his goggles
to get a better look.
“As I’ve heard. I’m Tumnus, but I take it you
already knew that.”
“I did. Name’s Peter. Friends call me
Quicksilver. I’m kind of fast.” Peter introduced. He shook his head, still
amazed. “Wow. Just wow.”
“Come on,” You took his hand in yours, lacing
your fingers together. “I’ll show you around.”
You led him into the mansion. He looked
around in awe. The only place he had ever been in this big was the castle in
“It’s nice to-” Charles started, but stopped,
taking in the man that looked exactly like him. “My God, you really do look like me!”
“I told you,” you giggled. “Charles, this is
“Well, it’s certainly nice to meet you,”
Charles shook his hand. It was sort of awkward, as Tumnus wasn’t quite used to
the human greeting.
“Same to you,” Tumnus smiled.
“(Y/N), you could show him to his room, if
you’d like.” Charles told you. You nodded, leading him up the stairs. You
showed him your room first, grabbing your bag full of his things, and then
leading him to the room he’d be sharing with Peter.
Once he had dropped off his belongings, you
introduced him to all of your friends, who were more than amazed to meet him.
Kurt especially was very nervous and excited to meet one of his favorite
characters from Narnia.
When everyone, yourself included, had calmed
down, you were able to have a normal conversation with him. You sat down in
front of one of the fireplaces and drank tea together.
“It’s so different,” he said. “But I know I’ll
get used to it sooner or later,”