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sweetpandorabox · 1 year
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Peter Pevensie as a Boyfriend ⚔️🛡️
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⋆ ˚。 ⋆୨sweetpandorabox୧⋆ ˚。 ⋆
⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎…⋙
Warnings ⚠️: Slight mentioned of sexual themes and some spicy stuff.
Dating this incredibly attractive, loyal protector and brave older Pevensie sibling could include:
👑👱🏻‍♂️🏰
He's really protective of you and often expresses how much he loves and cares for you, so much so that if anyone even tries to come close to hurting you by words or physically he won't hesitate to eliminate them.
He's quite a gentleman and believes that he has to take care of all the ladies in his life including his Mother, Susan, Lucy, and especially you. He would offer his arm when the two of you are waking together, he would bow to you when he greets you and he never lets you carry anything, Peter has that timeless chivalry personality about him.
Sword fighting lessons with him only for it to turn into an extremally spicy make-out session after, because of the build-up of sexual tension over time and the fact that he always wins with him pinning you down on the floor without even trying.
You are the only one that can calm him down after he blows up after fighting with his sibling or is stressing out about ruling Narnia.
He would see you falling asleep nearby the entrance of the castle waiting for him to return from a patrol ride around Narnia which he finds to be the most precious thing, then he'll pick you up in his arm and carry you to sleep in his bedroom and not your own one.
He calls you cute nicknames like Darling, Pretty, Lovely, or Princess.
Likes when you call him Pete, Darling, Sugar, or Your Highness (He likes when you call him that because it sounds so seductive coming from your mouth).
His love language is probably Acts of Services, sure he loves a good PDA once in a while and all the things you both did together as a date, but he's a natural server and protector. He shows his love by protecting you, making sure you're fed well and healthy, or the little things like helping you take off your gown, brushing your hair for you, or helping bathe you.
Ask for your input before making a big decision because he trusts you and relies on you for support especially if he has to debate it with his siblings first.
Horseback riding around the beach in Cair Paravel to watch the sunset, but the both of you would ride and share one horse with you sitting and wrapping your arm around his torso, while he leads the horse.
Whenever he sees you doing something and looks about busy he comes up behind you, and turns you to face him by spinning you around by the waist before caressing your cheek softly and then pulling you into a sweet yet passionate kiss.
He requests you specifically when he's hurt/injured after a battle or some tough fight training days to take care of him, like cleaning his wounds, being there to kiss him, holding his hand to lessen the pain, or performing some oral sex on him if he's in the mood (😏) instead of choosing his other loyal servants.
The two of you are always smiling around each other before it erupts into a fit of laughter out of nowhere ending up with you and Pete on the floor dying.
Lucy and Edmund would catch the both of you kissing or showing PDA somewhere then they'd look at each other and get grossed out saying "Eww" or "Get a room you two, there's a billion inside this castle", then you and Pete would somehow share the same mindset and start teasing them by kissing even more, or exaggerating the PDA until both Lucy and Edmund can't take anymore and run off, giving you and Pete a good laugh after.
When it comes to sex he's very gentle with you making sure to put you first before himself, despite how much you drive him crazy with lust because of how attractive you are to him, so it's mostly slow, passionate sex but he does love giving you a good hickey mark all over your neck and chest area or when you give him a bit of ear play to get him turned on.
He's actually quite funny intentionally most of the time and can be quite sassy as well which you find hilarious especially when he's annoyed, hungry, or frustrated.
Let's you wear and steal his white long-sleeve tunic for bed instead of proper pajamas because it looks adorable on you and fits slightly larger.
He falls for your cute puppy eyes every time, even if he says no multiple times or refuses your request at this moment it always works and he always says "Oh come on don't do this to me Darling" but then you'd plead and he would sigh before smiling and boom he says yes.
He never goes to sleep without solving a fight and he wouldn't let you sleep either until the both of you have a makeup kiss.
He doesn't seem to be the jealous type on the inside because he hides it so well from you, but when he sees someone staring at you for more than 5 seconds he rolls his eyes and kisses you out of nowhere.
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aesthetic--mood · 7 months
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Narnia Autumn Aesthetic
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fieriframes · 4 months
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[We sailed away on a winter's day. With fate as malleable as clay. But ships are fallible, I say. And the nautical, like all things, fades. And I can recall our caravel. A little wicker beetle shell. With four fine masts and lateen sails. Its bearings on Cair Paravel.]
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bloodybigwardrobe · 1 year
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cair paravel going from grand splendor to filled with ghosts to being the ghost itself, though.
golden as the golden age, full of life after so much death, home to laughter and joy as well as its inhabitants. home of nightmares (full of battles and blood and families torn asunder) but also home of comfort after a harrowing night, the sun breaking through clouds again and again, a home of safe return and justice. a symbol of better times, of the seasons returning to grace the lands, of a bountiful harvest and many a feast in name of all that was lost. a place to seek shelter and be given hope once again.
and then the kings and queens disappear, and suddenly warm halls fill with a chill they only knew from jadis and her time. suddenly, light grows dull even in the reflections of the crystal chandeliers, suddenly there is more empty room than there should be. and time goes on, and cair paravel persists, but grows quiet and echoing, full of stories and people no longer living inside its walls, full of that what it knows it could be while festering in that what it is becoming, until a new war tears through its walls and buries the stories in rubble and forced amnesia, until its ghosts lie as covered in dust as its collapsing halls.
and it still exists, up in the cliffs above a sparkling and abandoned sea. there are columns and cracked stone floors and walls, overgrown but never gone. it stands like a skeleton of history that’s been forgotten, a memorial without visitors. bitter, abandoned, killed in the onslaught of violence its country was subjected to. a ghost, bound to haunting the green growing over its bones, bound to haunting itself in absence of its old ghosts. empty and broken into too many pieces to not be a corpse, rotting in its own unheard anger.
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"The great lion came back, but Susan never forgot that they had killed him. What certainty was there to be found if even gods could die? He came back, but surely nothing happens the same way twice."
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whats-in-a-sentence · 7 months
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The castle of Cair Paravel on its little hill towered up above them; before them were the sands, with rocks and little pools of salt water, and seaweed, and the the smell of the sea and long miles of bluish-green waves breaking for ever and ever on the beach.
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"The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe" - C. S. Lewis
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fyeahedmundpevensie · 7 months
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Insomnia is plaguing me horribly again. Thinking about spending my nights reading in little nooks of Cair Paravel. Or quietly singing lullabies to myself on the beach under the castle.
And Edmund would often be slightly roused by me crawling into bed around 4 or 5 in the morning, only to hold me close and when he wakes for good he'd find me sleeping soundly in his arms.
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Every time that I see this stained glass window, I think of Cair Paravel, the shining white castle on the sea!
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artificersarchive · 1 year
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A little tribute to Narnia. Acrylic on canvas, 3"*3"
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vinotaku · 11 months
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The Chronicles of Narnia (pictures that I've just found in an old Flickr account of mine created on the late 2000s).
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tenth-sentence · 7 months
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And through the eastern door, which was wide open, came the voices of the mermen and the mermaids swimming close to the shore and singing in honor of their new Kings and Queens.
"The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe" - C. S. Lewis
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aesthetic--mood · 7 months
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Caspian X Aesthetic
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fieriframes · 6 months
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[We sailed away on a winter's day. With fate as malleable as clay. But ships are fallible, I say. And the nautical, like all things, fades. And I can recall our caravel. A little wicker beetle shell. With four fine masts and lateen sails. Its bearings on Cair Paravel.]
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varianthetarnished · 1 year
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I'm watching the first Chronicles of Narnia movie, The Lion The Witch and The Wardrobe.
This movie is such a nostalgia hit for me. It's honestly a masterpiece. The story, the practical and cgi effects are stunning. I miss having this sense of magic when seeing these types of movies. They don't make them like this anymore. And I think it might be because no one is writing fantastical stories anymore that tell enchanting stories and create a sense of magic. This movie to this day still fills me with this sense. I am grateful Narnias magic hasn't faded away for me.
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theaskywalker · 1 year
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Imagine helping Queen Susan organize a masquerade ball
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whats-in-a-sentence · 7 months
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When Adam's flesh and Adam's bone
Sits at Cair Paravel in throne,
The evil time will be over and done.
"The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe" - C. S. Lewis
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