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chrisili · 5 months

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𝒲𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒾𝓈 𝓌𝓇𝑜𝓃𝑔 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓎𝑜𝓊?

Pairing: Peter Pevensie x fem!reader

Summary: Your childhood best friend starts acting super odd and after a little incident at the train station you actually understand why.

Warnings: Spoilers if you haven’t seen the first and second movie, lots of arguing

Genre: friends to enemies to lovers? Angst? Fluff

Word count: 2,8 k

A.N.: Eh so, I actually thought this story further, like a lot but I don’t know if the rest is worth writing/reading so IF you think this needs another part eh, tell me? But again heads up, no idea if it is worth the time. THANKS FOR READING THIS ANYWAYS!

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Peter hugged his beloved mother one last time. “Promise me you’ll look after the others,” she said. “I will mum,” he said with a thin voice, eyes shut tight. She loses herself from the hug, smiles at him and nods, “good man.” After having said goodbye to the other three children too, she looked at them all, “alright, off you go.”

Peter and the others grabbed their luggages and started to walk closer to the train they are supposed to go in to. “Peter! Peter!” A small voice cried out, the oldest sibling looked into the direction where the voice was coming from, it was Y/N. Y/N was Peters childhood bestfriend, they went the same way to school everyday, although going to different schools because of their genders. They lived close to each other, played outside a lot and spent their times studying together (Sometimes, because both of them were not very keen on studying anyways).

Y/N stood there with her four brothers, waiting to go into the train too. Peter smiled seeing her as she hurries over, he waves shyly trying to walk up to her. “Peter, what are you doing?” Asked his sister Susan while grabbing his arm. “Just a second, really.” He replied, giving Susan his luggage so she could put it in already. She looked at him annoyed but took it anyways.

Peter and Y/N now stood in front of each other, slightly shouting because of all the noise. “Where are you going?” She asked right away leaning in a little so he would understand better. “Some kind of professor, it’s gonna be boring really.” He said slightly chuckling. “How about you?” “A cook I think, we will probably help out in the kitchen a lot but it’s okay.” Y/N said smiling.

“Y/N come on!” John, one of her younger brothers yelled from the back. She turned around, “Yes I am coming!” She yelled back annoyed. She turned back to Peter and smiled sadly at him. “I hope you will be safe Peter, I am gonna miss you.” He was close to tears for he felt the same thing about her. When she saw that he was trying not to cry in front of her she exclaimed, “Oh Peter!” Hugging him tight with her eyes shut and tears at the corners. He hugged her back tightly, wrapping his arms around her back and crying dryly into her shoulder.

“Y/N COME ON!”

“PETER! HURRY UP!”

They both stopped hugging each other and with one last smile they both ran back to their families. You may be wondering, if they are both going into the same train, why wouldn’t they just say goodbye then? This was not possible due to the fact that the train didn’t have any walkable connections between the wagons. So, both were sitting in different wagons and off the families went. Y/N and her four younger brothers traveled to the mentioned cook and Peter, Susan, Edmund and Lucy to said Professor. Peters story you obviously know about already, Y/N arrived at a small house with no garden and no play space. They had to help in the kitchen, wash the dishes but keep quiet and under no circumstances touch. The. Food. All five of them in the kitchen, you can imagine it was a little crowded and plates sometimes fell to the ground, shattering with a high pitched sound, with the one dropping it being punished badly.

Y/Ns brothers were all younger than her. John the second oldest being only one year younger than her, 17. Oliver, the middle child, 15. Finn, 12 and the youngest Harry, 10. It was very scary for all of them but it was the scariest for Y/N, taking care of four pubescent boys looks hard already but is worse doing it.

Let’s skip time a little here, after a couple of weeks they all came back to their homes. Obviously having got to go back to school. Y/N was very happy seeing her friend again and of course the other siblings too but somehow Peter had changed over his time at the professor, he seemed more mature and even angrier, prouder and overconfident. I, of course know why he suddenly behaved so strangely having lived in Narnia for the last 15 years but Y/N didn’t and there was no one to tell her. With Peter starting getting into fights, Y/N was kind of scared of him, where was her sweet and funny Peter all of a sudden? They, naturally, grew kind of distant. They still saw each other every morning or on the streets and greeted each other, maybe smiled shortly and then continued their way.

Peter regret deeply where their relationship headed but he couldn’t have told her, she wouldn’t believe him anyways and she would think he was crazy (which she already did to be honest).

Let’s skip a little more to one fine morning, or fight morning. Y/N was close to the train station she had been using for the last years, looking at newspapers and thinking about getting some candy (which she could hardly afford but the thought was still nice). Being caught up in her dreams she only noticed her brother Oliver running up to her when he was already in front of her panting. At first she couldn’t understand what he was saying because of all the huffing but then she did, “John, he is fighting! You have to do something, the other boys are way bigger than he is!” Without having fully registered what her brother had said she was already dragged down the station. Oliver could of course, like Edmund did, help his brother too but he was a very gentle and calm soul and had no interest in fist fights.

Running down the stairs Y/N saw a lot of people in front of her blocking the view. But after some tip toeing she saw her brother, Edmund and Peter fighting against a bunch of older boys. Thankfully a police officer tore them apart and Y/N squeezed her way down to her brother. After John was done talking to the officer, Oliver and Y/N walked up to him, not very far from the other two troublemakers (Edmund and Peter) sitting on chairs by the wall.

“What on earth is wrong with you?!” Y/N exclaimed while hitting her brother with the newspaper on his head. He rubbed his head slightly, still full of adrenaline and anger from the former fight. “Nothing is bloody wrong with me! These guys attacked Peter and I helped him, that’s it.” Hearing Peters name made her slightly angry, she glanced over to Peter who was still sitting in his chair, his blonde hair slightly over his face, looking back at her. She immediately looked back at her brother with an angry face.

“It was Peters fight then, not yours!” She said in a loud voice.

“So what? Edmund helped too!” John replied with an even louder voice, almost screaming.

“That doesn’t matter at all! Edmund is Peters brother, you aren’t!” She yelled at him.

“I wish I was!” Yelled John back, almost running away with fury.

Oliver looked back and forth between his two siblings, unsure what to do but when John hurried away, he looked at Y/N and she just nodded saying he should go with him. Y/N sighed heavily looking to the ground, she picked up her suitcase and walked away too.

“Y/N!” Peter yelled from behind, now standing hoping she would stop. She did. She also turned around slightly and looked at her former best friend, she was annoyed. “What?” She said almost rolling her eyes at him. He walked closer now with small steps, almost like approaching a deer. Y/N turned around fully now, facing Peter with her heavy suitcase in her left hand and the newspaper in her right one. “I am sorry okay? I didn’t want him to fight on my behalf either, I would have told him to leave but that’s not really possible while being kicked in the face.” He said trying to smile a little at the end.

“Not hard enough…” she mumbled.

“What was that?” He asked not having fully understood her.

She just shook her head and looked into his eyes and for the first time in a year she realized how much he had actually changed. His face and especially his jaw was a lot sharper, his face was slightly longer and had matured a lot. His blonde hair was longer and it looked gorgeous on him. Having noticed how handsome he actually was she started to blush slightly, then she shook her head again trying to free herself out of his trance. The other three siblings thought about interfering but they were too amused by the drama.

“I said not hard enough! It doesn’t matter if you wanted him to be with you or not, if you hadn’t picked up a fight in the first place, he would have not been involved!” Y/N said with a firm voice, she knew her argument hardly made sense but she was angry and she hated Peters beautiful hair. He looked at her stunned, “didn’t you hear what John said? They attacked me first!”

“And god forbid you’d just walk away!” She said with the same amount of anger as Peter did.

“I shouldn’t have to!” He said trying to stay calm.

“You know what Peter, do whatever you want, I don’t care. I really don’t but at least don’t stop me, then try to apologize to me and then be angry at me anyways! Because I am done with this! Ow.” She said while turning around having felt that someone or something had pinched her. Peter looked at her confused, not even a second later Lucy felt the same thing and yelled at Susan, “OW!”

“Quiet, Lu.” Susan said calmly, looking at her sister.

“Something pinched me!” Said Lucy back, pointing at the wall.

“Hey! Stop pulling!” Exclaimed Peter turning to Edmund as he had suddenly felt the same thing, Edmund raised his hands a little in defense, “I am not touching you.”

Y/N looked at them confused and a second later the wind in the train station seemed to pick up immensely. Papers flew around, the light started to flicker and all of their hairs and clothes blowing around.

“It feels like magic.” Lucy said excited looking at Susan.

“Quick, everyone hold hands.” Said Susan after grabbing Lucy’s and Y/N’s hand. Y/N thought this was a bit silly and she didn’t want to hold Peter’s hand but she did it anyways. Edmund having a very similar feeling to Y/N just yelled, “I’m not holding your hand,” at Peter. “Just…” Peter blurred out and grabbed his brothers hand while feeling slightly warm because of Y/N’s hand in his left hand.

The five of them stood there in the train station and in the next moment they were on the beach. A beautiful white beach with the bluest water Y/N had ever seen, the other four just started to undress and run into the water laughing. Y/N didn’t pay too much attention to them, she just looked around the scenery not understanding in the slightest where she was or what just happened. When Peter looked at Y/N he walked over to her, sand on his bare feet and his shirt wet.

“You like it?” He asked her smiling from behind, he was just so incredibly happy to be back so that he barely noticed Y/Ns shocked face. She didn’t turn around, she just looked up the mountain to Cair Paravel or anyways what was left of it. “That’s not- I don’t- Where are we and why are you not freaked out, like at all?” Peter came closer standing beside her looking up to Cair Paravel too. “Because we’ve been here before.”

Later they explained everything to her, about them being kings and queens, about the white witch, Aslan, Tummnus, the beavers, the 100 years lasting winter, the wardrobe, the professor and everything else not leaving one single detail out of the story. Y/N was clearly confused and had to think about all the information she just gathered.

Peters thoughts were right, if Y/N hadn’t been magically ported to Narnia herself she would have not believed a single word but now she actually considered it.

Even later they had realized that the ruins they currently walked in had been their old castle, Cair Paravel. They found old chests and Y/N slowly understood why Peter had been so different over the last year. That night, all five of them tried to sleep in the castle ruins but Peter, he was sitting by the edge of the mountain, his legs close to his body and his head resting on his knees.

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“You know, you should really sit back a little, you might fall down.” Y/N said appearing behind Peter and sitting beside him, only a little further from the edge. He smiled at her a little tired and then kept looking straight forward into the night sky.

“I am sorry.” He said not looking at her.

“And?”

“And nothing.”

“No angry remark or anything?” She asked him extra dramatic as a joke.

He just scoffs, “stop it, I am not nearly as aggressive as you claim me to be.”

Y/N just slightly laughs. “True… I am sorry too. I shouldn’t have treated you the way I did.”

“You had every right. You didn’t know, I should have been the one to tell you instead of just going around and acting like a king.”

“Yeah about that, am I supposed to call you ‘your majesty’ now?” Y/N said slightly laughing and Peter joined her. “I would be delighted if the beautiful lady Y/L/N just called me by my regular name.” He said in a jokingly kingly tone and they laughed again.

“Beautiful huh?” She said nudging his arm slightly with hers and he smiled at her nodding.

“Certainly, lady Y/L/N you must be the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen in my life.” He said bravely as the high king he is but Y/N got slightly flustered and turned her face to the front, away from Peter.

“Well you’re not the only one with good eyesight. Earlier at the train station… I thought you looked really handsome. I must have been too caught up in my own world to notice how handsome you’ve gotten in the past year.” That said he looked at her a little stunned and she quickly added, “not that you weren’t handsome before! It’s just I haven’t seen you in a while, at least not really and I was just surprised and why aren’t you stopping me?” She whined while rambling on and on.

Peter smiled at her again, “I appreciate it. I- I- Can I- Can I… kiss you?”

He said all of a sudden which may seems weird to you but you have to understand that both of them were in the most beautiful setting in the whole universe. The stars being much brighter in Narnia in the sky with the clearest beach in front of them on a little mountain, a slight breeze rushing through their hair. Having just reconnected with your best friend you had liked in a romantic way for forever, you would feel very similar to what they felt, happy.

Y/N just bit her lip, not in an erotic way. It looked more like a smiling donkey, she was just as happy and overwhelmed with feelings as he was and she nod her head up and down while smiling still. He touched her left cheek so softly that he almost didn’t feel it at all, then he leaned into her also smiling and they kissed each other, eyes closed and heads slightly tilted. It was a short but intense kiss for none of them had ever felt so safe in their entire life. Their foreheads rested against each other and with their eyes still closed they both laughed into the night.

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emptyjunior · 1 year

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Prince Caspian's story has always been so funny to me cause him and his allies obviously agree that he's much too young and brash to be the king right now, he needs to blow the horn and call upon wiser and older leaders then he, so he does, and immediately summons four even Younger and Brasher royals😭😭 Like if his flaw is he's too reckless and impulsive welp not to worry, here's mad high king Peter and lying to join the military Edmund, is that helpful? Is that what you needed?

Also the fact they're kids😭 Can you imagine having a scroll that summons the greatest figures from history and it Does but it's that figure EXCLUSIVELY as a preteen. Imagine you have a button that brings Abraham Lincoln back to life and you press it and it's Teen Abe Lincoln

#narnia #prince Caspian #cs lewis #narnia movies #pevensie #fantasy #literature

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moonsbypadfoot · 4 months

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susan was no longer a friend of Narnia, but will always be remembered.

#the chronicles of narnia #chronicles of narnia #narnia #the lion the witch and the wardrobe #narnia the lion the with and the wadrobe #susan pevensie #susan #pevensie #Pevensies #narnia moodboard #narnia aesthetic #moodboard

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xxmarcxline · 2 months

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“mamma mia!” | complete masterlist

SYNOPSIS: One summer at camp was all it took for your twin daughters to unravel the plot you and their father had kept hidden for (almost) twelve years.

Pairing: aged up!modern!Edmund Pevensie x afab!Reader

Side Pairing: modern!Caspian x afab!Reader

CHAPTER I : mamma mia! (coming soon)

CHAPTER II : voulez-vous (coming soon)

CHAPTER III : SOS (coming soon)

CHAPTER IV : slipping through my fingers (coming soon)

CHAPTER V : take a chance on me (coming soon)

#mamma mia #x reader #edmund pevensie #edmund pevensie x reader #pevensie #narnia #modern au #parent trap au #masterlist #abba #au #chronicles of narnia

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theseekeroftruth · 7 months

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Then with a roar that shook all Narnia from the western lamp-post to the shores of the eastern sea the great beast flung himself upon the White Witch. Lucy saw her face lifted towards him for one second with an expression of terror and amazement. Then Lion and Witch had rolled over together but with the Witch underneath; and at the same moment all war-like creatures whom Aslan had led from the Witch's house rushed madly on the enemy lines, dwarfs with their battleaxes, dogs with teeth, the Giant with his club (and his feet also crushed dozens of the foe), unicorns with their horns, centaurs with swords and hoofs. And Peter's tired army cheered, and the newcomers roared, and the enemy squealed and gibbered till the wood re-echoed with the din of that onset.

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aesthetic--mood · 4 months

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The Chronicles of Narnia Winter Aesthetic

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narcissisticmf · 2 years

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celebratory | peter pevensie x fem!reader

description: after the pevensies are crowned kings and queens of narnia, everyone celebrates at cair paravel.

trigger warnings: mentions of violence, description of minor injuries, fluff, subtle seductive behavior, etc. read at your own risk.

word count: <1k

Light as a feather upon your feet, you pranced around the room with a smile wide against your lips; so much so that your cheeks begun to hurt at how gleeful you appeared. You listened as the music bounced against the walls of the palace, vibrating your ears. You released a happy laugh and continued to dance against your bare feet.

The Pevensies were just crowned Kings and Queens of Narnia and the entire world was celebrating. You were overjoyed that they were able to be crowned not long after the defeat of Jadis.

Your hair bounced against your shoulders as you spun around with the groups of Narnians that celebrated throughout the room. The smell of freshly cooked food sprouted through your nostrils. Your movements slowed as you turned to see Peter with a soft grin to his lips as his eyes found yours, having been watching you for only Aslan knows how long.

A flush of embarrassment waved over your face. "You were watching me that whole time, weren't you?" You released a broken laugh as he walked towards you with his golden crown resting atop his head.

He nodded with a smile, "You look so happy."

"Of course, Narnia is at peace because of you," You smiled with your glistening teeth. Peter's lips curved into a grin as he released a soft breath from his nostrils. You swiftly grabbed his hands and pulled him close against your chest. "Dance with me, your majesty," You suggested with a confidence you didn't know you had.

Before Peter could respond, you released a soft laugh and pulled him into the crowd of people. It didn't take long before the two of you let loose and pranced around the room as the music vibrated against your eardrums. Your bare feet kicked against the ground as your smile widened. Peter laughed along with you and held your hands as he let the two of you to spin round and round.

"Peter!" You squeaked when he stopped, laughing breathlessly. You smiled and tiredly rested your face against his chest. The velvet texture felt soft against your cheek as you attempted to catch up with the beat of your heart.

"You were born to be a king, Peter," You released in a single breath as you looked up to him. His lips curved into a warm grin as he continued holding your hands, with utter tenderness. His light colored eyes locked with yours as his pupils began to dilate. You could feel yours dilate as well.

The sweat against your forehead dripped down along the side of your face. Peter seemed to notice and smiled againt, his dimple caving in as he took one hand to swipe the sweat away.

You laughed nervously, "Sorry.."

"Don't be," He shook his head, a smile still attached to his lips. Peter inched closer to you and dipped his chin down to intimately gaze at you. Your heart palpitated faster that you would've liked to admit as his lips were dangerously close to your own.

You lifted your chin up and felt your nose graze against his. You breathed shakily as his lips curved into a sly grin. Softly, you took his hands and swiftly motioned him to spin with you again. Peter laughed innocently as the two of you returned to your dance with the upbeat music that played throughout the room.

You could feel your heartbeat relax as the two of you continued to prance upon your feet with the lighthearted, celebratory music.

a/n: hi my loves!! i hope you enjoyed this sweet little piece that i slapped together pretty quickly. i love this concept and i feel like something lighthearted was much needed after the recent news about roe v wade. during these troubled times, i decided it's important to include sites in my linktree for anyone who can, or anyone you know who can, donate to foundations that support safe abortions in the states. i am doing what i can to help throughout this difficult time and you should do. thank you for reading and being supportive of my work. please treat people with kindness. <33 — angelina.

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thxliaaa · 2 years

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the way i loved you | edmund pevensie

synopsis: reader can't help but miss their relationship with edmund.

based on the song "the way i loved you" by taylor swift

pairing: edmund pevensie x reader x peter pevensie

warnings: reader being mean by dating someone while they aren't over their ex, leading peter on, angst/sad

author’s note: hi!! this is my first story ever and there may be a few grammatical mistakes in this story so please pardon that. anyways i hope you enjoy this story!

Peter is sensible, he’s so incredible, and he’s very magnificent. Your relationship was not so secret and everyone was jealous of your relationship.

“I love you” Peter said as he leaned down to kiss you. “I love you too” (Y/N) replied. He chuckled as he put your chin up and gently put the hair that was on your face behind your ears. “You’re so beautiful” He said as he gently caressed my face. He says everything you need to hear, and it’s like you couldn’t ask for anything better.

Whenever you two would go somewhere, he would never let you go down the horse by yourself, he would make sure he was there so you could hold his hand for support whenever you were climbing down your horse.

One night, he took you to “his special place” in the castle. Before you entered a door that was covered in vines, he covered your eyes with his hands as he guided you inside. Inside, there was a garden and a swing. He guided you towards the swing and you sat on it.

Peter then took a flower from the garden and put the flower behind your ear. And he says “You look beautiful tonight” as he kisses you on the cheek. And you felt perfectly fine.

But there was something else missing. Or someone else missing.

You and Edmund had a secret relationship that no one knew about.

It was neither toxic nor was it healthy, I'd say it was just in between.

Peter’s “special place” used to be yours and Edmund’s. You would sneak in there all the time, you would spend the whole afternoon there reading books, laughing, and teasing each other.

So you sat there while Peter was swinging you, reminiscing all the memories you had with Edmund in the place you were at, not seeing the smile you were faking, cause you weren’t feeling anything at all. You knew it was selfish but you really thought you already got over Edmund. After all, Peter was there for you all along.

Yours and Edmund’s relationship was different. It was wild and crazy.

“Well why did you flirt with her then?” You said crying in the pouring rain in front of Edmund. “I didn’t flirt with her! She was the one who flirted with me!” He shouted in reply. “But you flirted back!?” You shouted back.

“I did not! I was simply trying to converse nicely with her!” He growled in anger as his eyebrows furrowed.

All this fighting and screaming, you couldn’t take it anymore. “I hate you, Edmund!” You sobbed as you hugged yourself because you were freezing.

He saw how hurt you were and his face softened. He grabbed your face gently and caressed your face. Both of you looked at each other and leaned in. Before you know it, you two were kissing and laughing in the rain.

However, even after a few months, the arguments just started getting more and more.

It was just so frustrating, intoxicating, and complicated. You knew there was no point in saving your relationship with him so you two decided to end it.

“I’ll always love you, (Y/N)” Edmund said as a tear trickled down his cheeks.

“I’ll always love you too, Edmund” You replied as you cupped his cheek with your hands wiping away his tears.

But you two knew that the relationship had to end at some point because of how toxic it was getting.

“Maybe in another life we’ll be together, just not this one.” Edmund humorlessly laughed which made you chuckle. “In another lifetime, Pevensie” you replied as you kissed each other for the last time.

Your love was like a rollercoaster ride. It had its ups and downs yet you still found your way to each other again, just not this time. Maybe you two really were meant for each other. Right person, wrong time.

“(Y/N) are you listening?” Peter asked as he waved at your face. “I’m sorry, what was that?” you said as you looked at him. Peter chuckled, you felt bad that he was clueless about what you were thinking about just a minute ago.

“I said, do you wanna go inside? It’s starting to rain” He said. You smiled, it was a coincidence how you were just thinking about you and Edmund screaming, and fighting, and kissing in the rain now you were about to do the same thing with Peter.

“How about we stay here for awhile?” You suggested as he agreed and you spent the whole night dancing and kissing in the rain.

But the whole time you were with Peter, you were thinking about you and Edmund. How you fought and kissed in the rain. How he made you so in love with him that you act insane. It was so intoxicating and complicated with him, whereas with Peter, it was wonderful and he never made you doubt, not even once.

Now, at this moment you start to miss all of those moments you had with Edmund.

And that was the way you loved him.

#edmund pevensie #edmund pevensie imagine #edmund pevensie x reader #narnia #peter pevensie #peter pevensie x reader #pevensie #the chronicles of narnia #edmund pevensie fluff #edmund pevensie angst #edmund pevensie fanfiction

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yourl0calidiot · 2 years

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Repost bc my dumbass deleted the one before

Credits: Me

#edmund pevensie x reader #edmund pevensie headcanons #edmund pevensie #edmund pevensie imagine #pevensie #narnia memes #the chronicals of narnia #narnia #Edmund

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risamour · 5 months

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━﹙🗡️🏹🌹🪞🗝📜﹚ ❛Dianna Pevensie moodboards❜

╰──➤ everyone thinks I'm perfect, but what if I'm not? ¸ Dianna Pevensie ；the Chronicles of the Narnia fiction

#Moodboards #oc moodboard #Wattpad #Aesthetic #Aesthetic moodboards #The Chronicles of Narnia #Caspian #Caspianxreader #Narniaoc #Pevensie

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chrisili · 5 months

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My apologies

Pairing: Edmund Pevensie x fem!reader

Summary: You and Edmund have to explore the underground together, alone and you punch him in his face. Accidentally.

Warnings: Make out session

Genre: fluff, rom-com

Word count: 2,3k

A.N.: So extremely obsessed with Narnia currently sooo here you go. This is in the time of Prince Caspian just for the plot but I imagine Edmund a little older here.

ALSO THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR OVER 100 LIKES ON MY LAST FF? ALSO I HAVE MY FIRST 3 FOLLOWERS AND THAT IS BEYOND EXCITING. THANK YOU!!!

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“Cas, wait! Woah,” while you were, almost casing, after your brother you tripped on a rock. You two were currently in the woods walking to your base where all the other humans, animals, dwarfs, centaurs and what not, were stationed. Caspian turns around to look at you almost tripping on a stone, let’s say he didn’t exactly try to be decent.

“Sister, if you keep this up the King is never gonna want you.” He said laughing while holding you to steady yourself. You look at him half blank, half annoyed. “Yes I am sure out of all the possible situations in the world, tripping in the woods would be THE reason for King Edmund to not be interested in me.” You slap his arm as he tries to help you and you resume your path. “Anyways, that’s what I wanted to talk to you about. You and the High King Peter assigned me and Edmund to go deeper into the base to explore, to see if we find something useful, right? So, naturally, my question is, why the hell would you do that to me?”

Caspian pulls an arm around your shoulder while he walks with you, “why dear sister, here I thought I was doing you a favor? You obviously like the King and he obviously likes you back so why not spend some time with each other, together eh?”

You nod your head and squint your eyebrows sarcastically. “You know, that is a great idea! How about you send me to uncles castle and we can die there, together eh?”

Caspian looks at you suprised. “I don’t understand?” You roll your eyes, “clearly.”

“Brother tell me, have you maybe noticed how I act around the King?” Y/N asked while they were now on the big meadow in front of their base. As narrator, I have to agree with Y/N. With the handsome dark haired King around her, her head gets all blurry and it is hard for her to think. Although she really likes him she starts being more sarcastic than she already is when she sees his big brown eyes. With Caspian not taking your nervousness seriously and High King Peter actually adoring the thought of his little brother and Y/N, there was nothing to be done.

So you and King Edmund were now in the underground, exploring, dying (Just kidding, only you were, out of nervousness). Edmund was holing up his flashlight to look around, while you were holding a regular torch. You guys didn’t actually talk a lot because your brother was right, the King liked you back so naturally he was pretty nervous too.

“King Ed-” congratulations, you started chocking on your own saliva not even having spoken two words! You cough a little so your voice would come back. “I apologize, King Edmund. I was just wondering why your thing is a lot brighter than mine.” Edmund looked at you and chuckles, which warmed your heart and made your cheeks slightly pink, not that it mattered because it was too dark anyways.

“It’s a flashlight. It has batteries in it, it’s actually hard to explain.” He said scratching his neck. You just nod and kick yourself mentally for even bringing it up. As you two walk further you come across a kind of door frame. There was the frame but no door and in the room behind it was heavy blue lighting, shining though the ceiling, which was of course the moon. You both walked in and not even a minute later a heavy metal door was falling in to the frame. Both your heads turn immediately and you run up to the door.

“No, no, no, no. No please open, please don’t noo…..” you whine while hitting and punching the door to get out. As you realize that the door doesn’t actually open you drop your head with closed eyes.

“I didn’t realize it is such a burden for you to be alone with me.” Edmund said in a sarcastic voice while he just continued walking into the room, which was by the way massive. Not really a room, more like a cave. You turn your head to Edmund and then you started walking after him. “Your Highness I apologize deeply, again. It is not a burden being with you. It is just…” He turns around to look at you, you both standing pretty close to each other while he looks you deep in the eyes. You look back into his and you start giggling covering your mouth. Edmund lifted an eyebrow at you but before he could respond you heard a loud sound coming from the cave.

Both of you slowly walk into the direction where you heard the sound coming from. “I think you should go and look.” You say standing on your tip toes to get a better look from afar.

“Me?” Edmund says also looking into the dark in front of him.

“Mhm.”

“I think it would be better if you went.” Edmund said.

“Funny, because I don’t agree with your opinion in the slightest.”

He turns to you with an imitating look. “Your Highness.” You add.

Edmund breathes out heavily and starts walking up ahead. The further he goes the more he disappeared until nothing was left but darkness again. You started to kind of freak out in your head, because what’s being worse than being alone with Edmund in a cave is being alone with dead Edmund in a cave.

“Your Highness? Your Majesty? King Edmund?” You yell into the dark not getting an answer back. It would be an understatement saying that you were shitting your pants at this point. But you completely lost it when something tabbed your shoulder, your screamed as loud as you could throwing a punch at Edmund. Yes your read that right, the thing tabbing your shoulder was Edmund who was actually excited to prank you a little bit but now he was just holding his eye while tumbling back. “OW!” He yelled painfully while kind of falling and sitting on the ground. You run up to him and kneel beside him.

“I am so sorry my lord! I didn't see you! I thought it was something that wants to murder me, I was looking out for you and you didn’t come back, I got so scared without you so, oh please my King forgive me. I didn’t mean to really!” You keep rambling about how you are sorry while pulling a beautiful lace handkerchief out of your small satchel. You put some water onto it, also from your satchel and you start to lightly tab it on to the kings, now blue, eye. He hisses at first and moved away because of his reflexes but lets it happen right after. His eyes are closed while sitting there with you, you try to cool his eyes while no one was talking. You were deeply ashamed having punched the love of your life, I mean the king. (obviously)

“First you can’t bare being in one room with me alone and now you punch me in the face, you must really hate me.” He laughs a little still eyes closed. You take his hand with both of your hands, your words desperate. “Oh no, no your Highness. Quite the opposite really! I, in fact like you so much that I am strongly ashamed of myself. I’ve never been so ashamed in my life my lord, I mean it. Around you my head gets dizzy and I don’t know what to do or how to speak, what to say or how to act. I didn’t want to be in a room with you because I was afraid I was going to mess this up, which I obviously did. I don’t expect you to forgive me for I have done such a terrible thing.”

Silence. Deafening silence. Edmund opened his left eye (the good one) and looks up to you. (You kneeling and him sitting you were above him)

“You always hit people in the face you ‘like so much’?” He asks mockingly and you look blankly at him with your eyes building up some tears. When he sees your tears his face changes, he sits up and cups your face with his warm hands. He removes your tears with his thumbs repeatedly because you just wouldn’t stop crying.

“Y/N now I have to apologize. I was insensitive, I shouldn’t have mocked you about your feelings. Please stop crying, I can hardly see your beautiful eyes.”

Your heart stopped beating and you died on the spot, at least that’s what it felt like. “My what?” You said almost whispering, having stopped crying immediately and just looking blankly into Edmunds face. He smiled a little while holding your face softly.

“Your beautiful eyes, I always love looking at them. Just like the rest of you actually… I really like looking at you. Does that sound awkward? It does, doesn’t it?” He says dropping his arms while staring at the very interesting stone floor.

“Your Highness, I like looking at you a lot too.” You say smiling and he looks up at you again. He really wanted to keep staring into your eyes but for some unknown reason his eyes started to look at your lips instead. He took your face into his hands again to pull you closer and just before your lips were touching, he looked at you again, asking permission. You smiled and closed the distance between you.

Both of your eyes were closed, I mean his anyways because you hit him but still. You put one of your hands on his shoulder while moving the other one to cup his hand that is still cupping your face. It was just a peck but when he was about to pull away, you pulled him back in. This time moving your lips against his. Edmund was smiling widely into the passionate kiss while moving one hand down your neck. Without realizing it you climb onto his lab and kiss him faster now, both of your breathing sped up and you could hardly keep your hands to yourself. He actually bit your lip and you moaned a little into his mouth, that’s when you pulled away.

You looked at each other breathing fast, hair messy and unable to speak. Edmund tho was the first to say something. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have. I went too far.” You shook your head. “No that is not it. It’s just I mean, it’s not really romantic here.” You say laughing a little and he starts laughing with you. Both of you helped each other up, having hearts in all three of your eyes.

Edmund told you then that when he went into the dark he actually came back through the dark, meaning it was kind of a loop.

“Are you saying we are trapped in here forever?!” You exclaim looking shocked.

“I don’t know, it seems to be some sort of magic, we could climb the wall but I don’t know if we fit through the holes.” He says looking up at the ceiling.

“Your Highness, no offense but even if I wanted to I couldn’t climb these walls, any walls for that matter.”

“Edmund.” He says not looking away from the ceiling.

“Excuse me?” You ask back.

“It’s Edmund, not ‘your Highness’.”

“How about, my love?” You ask chuckling and he looks at you blankly.

“Or not, it was just a thou-” you couldn’t finish your sentence because Edmunds lips pecked yours smiling. “I would like that very much, my queen.” He says kissing your cheek.

You couldn’t say anything because another voice appeared. “Edmund? Y/N? Are you in there?” You hear King Peter yelling from the other side of the metal door. Edmund rushed over to the door and yelled back. “Yes Peter, we are in here! Do you think you can open the door from outside?” Not having even finished, the door went up and on the other side were Peter and Caspian smiling.

“You idiot! You planned all of this didn’t you!” You yelled at your brother, storming to him and hitting his arm. He tries to shield himself with his hands while he was laughing. “So what it worked, didn’t it?”

“How did you use magic?” Edmund asked his brother.

“What are you talking about?” Peter said confused.

“The cave, it brought me back when I tried to walk further.” Peter started to laugh, “no offense brother but I think you might have lost your orientation in there blaming it on some magic." Edmund just scoffed and turned to his left.

“Oh god, Edmund what happened to your eye!” Peter asked worried wanting to touch Edmunds eye softly but Edmund slapped Peters hand away. “Y/N punched me.” On command, Caspian hit your arm hard. “OW! What was that for!?” You exclaimed while holding your arm. “How dare you punch the king of Narnia! You should apologize!” Caspian answers with a joking angry face. “Oh I’ll apologize all right!” So you and your brother actually started hitting each other or something.

Edmund then took you by your shoulders, away from Caspian walking with your hand in his. He took you out so you both stood under the moonlight, kissing each other softly.

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star-writes4 · 1 year

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Can i have wholesome fluff of kissing scars with lucy pevensie pls

Lucy Pevensie x reader

Warning: talking about sh scars

It was a normal day at the Pevensie's house. You were in Lucy's room, working at some homework your annoying chemistry teacher gived you. You weren't that good at this subject so Lucy decided to help you.

Without paying attention to anything except the homework your sleeve raised so your scars were visible. Lucy stops talking and looks at you:

"Are you okay?" she asks in a sweet tone

"What do you mea-" you started saying but then you saw where her eyes were. "It's fine. Don't worry"

Suddenly Lucy hugs you then takes your hand in hers and kisses every scar you had on your wrist. After that you completely forgot about your homework, all you did was watch a movie and eat snacks.

A/N

I hope this is what you asked for. I am sorry it took this long, I was busy with school stuff. <;3

#Lucy #Pevensie #lucy pevensie #Lucy pevensie x reader #narnia x reader #narnia fanfiction #narnia

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fallingpoppies · 2 years

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Now that the Pevensie actors are adults, I wish we could see them in The Horse and His Boy (I know they're minor characters, but still) I miss seeing them together. It really didn't feel the same when I watched The Voyage of the Dawn Treader without Susan and Peter...

#narnia #the voyage of the dawn treader #the horse and his boy #pevensie #lucy pevensie #susan pevensie #edmund pevensie #peter pevensie #they would've been perfect

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ev-cupcake · 2 years

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I've recently noticed that there are people who get mad at Susan for forgetting Narnia/ pretending that it wasn't real.

I would like to remind those people that Narnia might have held amazing memories for her but it also held terrible ones. Narnia is where she had to watch her siblings face the terrors of war. She had to sit in fear as she waited for the high king to return from War, wondering if this would be the time she lost him. She had to watch as Lucy's and Edmond's childhoods were ripped from them.

Yes there were good times, but acknowledging them would also be acknowledging the sorrows they went through.

I'm not saying I agree with her decision to put it behind her. But that doesn't mean she's a bad person for doing so. Some people need to separate themselves from their trauma, and that's Ok.

#narnia fandom #kings and queens of narnia #narnia #chronicles of narnia #susan pevensie #pevensie siblings #pevensie

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aquaticrunner · 1 year

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Music Education | Edmund Pevensie x Reader

Request by @cokcola4112 : Narnia imagine being from America and introducing Elvis to Edmund and his siblings and sing them a song. | Word count: 644

I took a deep breath, rubbing my hands on my pants to make sure my palms weren’t too sweaty. Piano concerts always made me nervous and it was even worse knowing that my boyfriend and his entire family were in the audience. I walked onto the stage and took a seat in front of the piano, blinking a few times to get my eyes accustomed to the bright spotlight. The audience quieted down and I began to play. As I played, I got less nervous and just focused on the music. Before I knew it, the performance was over and the audience was clapping. I stood and bowed then quickly walked off stage.

I looked through the audience until I found the person I was looking for. Edmund rushed over as soon as he saw me and gave me a hug that nearly knocked me over. “You were incredible!” He said, “I knew almost all the songs.” I laughed, “Almost?” I asked him. “Well, I didn’t know the last one.”

I looked at him with the most confused expression. “You didn’t know the Elvis Presley song?” He looked back at me, just as confused. “No. Should I?” I blinked. “Well, you know who Elvis is right?” I asked. “Um, no not really.” My mouth fell open in shock. Just then, the rest of his siblings found us.

Per usual, Peter spoke first. “Mum and Dad had to get going but they said you did great Y/N.” I smiled. “Tell them I said thanks! And, by the way, your brother here doesn’t know who Elvis Presley is. Can you believe that?”

“Oh. Should he?” Peter asked. I looked at the faces of all the Pevensie siblings. None of them looked as shocked as I felt. “You’re telling me none of you know Elvis? This is unbelievable. What do they teach you in England?” Edmund elbowed me and I laughed. “Okay, you’re all coming over to my place. It’s education time.” I said.

The rest of the night was spent watching Elvis performances and learning some of his most famous songs. At about midnight, Lucy, Susan, and Peter left. When it was just me and Edmund, we settled onto the couch, his arms around me. “I still can’t believe you’d never heard of Elvis Presley.” I said. “Hey I know who he is now, you can’t keep teasing me about this.” He responded. “Oh, you have no idea how long I am going to tease you about this.” I said, laughing.

We sat in silence for a while before Edmund jumped up suddenly, scaring me half to death. “Perform it again.” He said. I was utterly confused. “What?” “The Elvis song. Perform it again.” I shook my head. “Absolutely not.” “But I’ll appreciate it more now.” He said. “Please?” I looked at his face, and couldn’t so no to those beautiful, pleading eyes. “Fine. Just this once.”

I stood up and walked over to the keyboard I had in my living room. I looked over to Edmund. “It’s not going to sound the same as it did in the auditorium,” I explained. He just shrugged. “That’s alright.” I played the first few notes of Can’t Help Falling in Love and started to sing along. Edmund sat next to me and fiddled with my hair as I played. The whole performance, he never once took his eyes off me. As I finished, I looked up at him shyly. “Beautiful.” He said. With that, he leaned in to kiss me and I embraced him passionately. His lips were insanely soft and it always surprised me whenever we kissed because his hands were so rough. After he pulled away from the kiss, he tucked a strand of hair away from my face and smiled. “Thanks for introducing me to Elvis.” He said. I shrugged and smiled back. “My pleasure.”

#elvis #elvis presley #narnia #chronicles of narnia #edmund pevensie #edmund pevensie x reader #narnia x reader #peter pevensie #x reader #pevensie #lion witch wardrobe #lww #edmund pevensie fanfic

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