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dragonroses · 4 months
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"The Kings and Queens came to us so young, so brave. We raised them, we taught them, we loved them and they served so well. After they were gone all of Narnia grieved them, and we will miss them till the end of time. "
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englishboylover · 8 months
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peter *flirty* : i love you :)
caspian *flirts back* : what are we, enemies to lovers?
peter *turns to edmund* : lmao, bro thinks he's good enough to be my enemy.
caspian : i hate you.
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william-he-they · 8 months
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Hi I'm tired and thinking about narnia so here are random sleep related headcannons I don't actually know what to call this but here it is.
Susan is an insomniac.
Caspian needs a ton of pillows and blankets to sleep He also gets really like huggy and cuddley and quite when he's sleepy.
Edmund sleeps like a psychopath without any blankets and maybe occasionally one (1) pillow.
When Susan dose get sleep she's like a cat in a way and sleeps under her blankets curled up in a ball in the middle of her bed.
Lucy sleeps with her head under the covers and her feet on the pillows pippi longstocking style because she read the book tried it out and just hasn't gone back to sleeping "the normal way." Since.
Eustace will find a way to take up all the space he can while sleeping this bitch is sprawled out like a starfish or just what looks to be the most uncomfortable positions but he sleeps fine but yeah he will find a way to take up 80% of the bed.
Peter has to wrap up in a tight burrito blanket to be able to sleep it keeps him from moveing around other wise man moves constantly in his sleep.
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narniansteel · 13 days
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Susan loved Narnia so much that she chose to forget it, because that hurt less.
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mykinkyyandere · 1 year
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The Hopeless Door
AO3
Pairings: Yandere/Dark! Peter Pevensie X f!Reader
Summary: Peter is being hard on you for your own good. Or is it for his own good?
Warnings: Yandere, dark, kidnapped reader, forced relationship/marriage, manipulation, non-con implies, non-con touching, controlling, yelling, mild brute force, emotional abuse, mature characters, sorry if i missed sth
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You squirmed under Peter's grip. Exploring Narnia would have been a wonderful experience. Making new extraordinary friends in this beautiful world and maybe living in there forever. Thanks to your new good friends, you would find a way to survive, after all, there were greater difficulties in your own world. Going to school, having a job, bills and more difficult tasks that the future imposes on you. It would be easier to make a good life for yourself in Narnia. But not like this, not with a young king who was extremelly obsessed with you. The king of Narnia, no, High King of Narnia? Oh, how could you have guessed? How could you have known that he would trick you into kidnapping and forcibly marrying you? He wasn't a cruel person, but his desire to have you was creepy. He manipulated you all the time. He made you believe he was the only person who could protect you. He told you if you don't marry him, marry the king, your life will be very difficult, you will never survive in Narnia. Yes, even if you had very good friends. Silly girl, you couldn't trust them. Even that showed him how naive you were. Then he convinced you when you wanted to go back to your world. As if he would let you go otherwise.
"I used to live there myself once. It was a very frustrating and difficult world, even for me. Poor people who constantly despise you, life constantly wants more from you, losing your home, losing your loved ones... What are you going to do when you get back there? Don't you see how wonderful I can make your life here? I will offer you a rich life, you will always be happy. The things you worry about in the world will never come to your mind again, so much so that you will even forget their existence. Here's an opportunity for you. Escape from that world and live here with me. All you have to do is be mine. I love you."
He liked everyone kneel on his feet, and he wanted you to get down on your knees. To look at him from the floor with your big, sweet eyes... These were new feelings for him. He didn't have time for girls, already had two girls to look after. But you weren't his sibling, you gave him new experiences, new sense of protecting. He didn't even know he could feel that way and he wanted more.
"It hurts!" He grasped your arm so tightly that he wasn't even aware of it. He was angry, everyone you walked past bowed their heads in fear. "I can't believe you were trying to run away from me!" Nevertheless he loosened his grip. He didn't want to hurt you. He was sure that one day you would look for a way back, but still he couldn't help feeling betrayed. Didn't he give you everything you wanted? Hasn't he been very nice to you? Never once did he let someone hurt you.
"I wasn't! I was just..." The guards opened the big doors and waited for Peter, who was pulling you with big steps, to enter your shared bedroom. He kind of pushed you into your shared bed. He used to give you time to get used to marriage and let you sleep in a separate bed, but then he wanted you next to him. He wanted your warmth. He made it clear that he was now your husband and you had to get used to sleeping with him. He promised he wouldn't force you to do anything you didn't want to.
"You just what?" He couldn't believe he just forced you to stay in bed, holding your arm and pushing you. He didn't want to hurt you, he didn't want to use brute force on you, and he never thought of doing it, but he liked the dominance he had over you. It reminded him that he has you. You were his. No matter how much he respected your boundaries and wouldn't touch you unless you wanted him to, you were his. He would have you every day and every night if he wanted to. You couldn't fight him, you didn't have the strength to stop him. It would have been so easy to take off your clothes, pin you to the bed and spread your legs... You were so defenseless against him, completely at his mercy. Sometimes he forgot this fact because of his love for you, but every time you caused trouble, you reminded him. He didn't know if you were overconfident in your strength or if you were underestimating him, but evidences showed both. He wanted you to come to him of your own free will and see that he wasn't a bad person. He didn't want you to fear or hate him, he wanted you to love him. To have you completely, that was his goal. More important than having your body was having your heart, but he was running out of patience.
"I just wanted to see if the door was still there." Your voice trembled, the tears started to fall. He hated seeing you like this. He always hated seeing you cry. From the first moment he talked to you, he didn't or couldn't hide how protective and "listen to me" type of person he was. He was very caring and loving, but when he said no, it was a no. He knew the best of everything and expected you to accept his leadership. There were times when he told you about his family. You felt bad that the responsibility of being a father was placed on his shoulders at a young age. He was taking on a lot of responsibility, but that didn't justify him forcing you to live under his wings.
"Then what? You open it, and there's no Narnia anymore, there's no us anymore!" He shouted and ran his fingers through his hair. He was so afraid of losing you that he thought it was necessary to show his anger. That's why he kept talking until you sobbed.
"Stop!" You tried to get up but he was faster. He got on top of you and held your chin, pinning your wrists above your head. "Where do you think you're going?"
You tried to push him off, but you couldn't. He was so strong or you were so weak, or just both. All you could do was cry trapped under his body. "The door is gone and you already knew that! Then why are you making me suffer so much? Why did you want to make everything a living hell for me when you knew I couldn't leave, that I was trapped here forever?" You controlled your sobs as much as possible and screamed. "You destroyed the door so I couldn't leave!"
"I thought you just went to check if the door was still there. Why are you so upset about me destroying the door? Is it because I've ruined your secret escape plans for good?" Peter was aggressive, he didn't plan this. When you cried, he wanted to hold you in his arms and caress your head and comfort you. Now instead he was on top of you, touching you inappropriately and cornering you by talking mercilessly. He got caught up in the fact that he needed a little brute force to get the things he wanted to happen.
"You are mine. Do you understand? I own you, my love. I am your husband and I am your King. You are in my world and you are mine. I own these people and this crown. I have my siblings and they know I am in charge. Wherever I look, I see things that are mine. And you, when I look at you, I see my most precious treasure that I have. When I look at you, I see a warm bed, a promising heir, a bright future. I see a home. My home."
He turned your chin and kissed you on the neck. "I am truly sorry for making you cry. Sometimes love is hard. Whether you get angry, yell, punish, you do it for the sake of the one you love. Difficult, but necessary."
He kissed your neck one more time and let go of your chin. You were still sobbing. He let go of your wrists as well and held your cheeks. "I love you. I am so much in love with you that you could never imagine. I am so sorry, but everything I did and said was for your good."
He got up off you and gently took you in his arms. You didn't look at him or didn't resist. Oh, you were afraid of him, and that was something he never wanted. It would have taken a very long time to wait for you to come anyway. It made him sad to realise that he had no choice but to force you to be his.
He put you under the covers and kissed you on the forehead. "I know crying always makes you sleepy. Now get some rest, and then I'll take you for a little ride with my horse. You need some fresh air and I also know you like it when I show you around." He smiled and wiped away your tears with his thumb.
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awinterrosesstuff · 5 months
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King Peter the magnificent - Chronicles of Narnia
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4pevensies · 2 years
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peter: jellyfish have survived 600,000 years without brains.
susan: a ray of hope for edmund.
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aesthetic--mood · 7 months
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Peter Pevensie Aesthetic
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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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artist-ellen · 2 years
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High King Peter the Magnificent
Decked out in red and gold.... because that's original XD. He's grown a fluffy beard, he's wearing a longer tunic, draped mantle/cloak with a penannular broach and crown.
I am the artist!!! Don’t repost without permission & credit! Thank you! Come visit me over on: https://instagram.com/ellen.artistic
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dragonroses · 4 months
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" How long was it till you turned my life to folklore? "
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englishboylover · 1 year
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lucy : can sing, will sing (she was born for this)
edmund : can't sing, will sing (loves to annoy his siblings)
susan : can't sing, won't sing (prefers art)
peter : can sing, won't sing (is shy)
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william-he-they · 8 months
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Narnia headcannons because i think about these lovelys constantly
Susan pevensies nose bunches up a little when she lies.
Edmunds favorite apple is pink lady.
Peter dose collects rings but since his hands are useually covered in bandages he can rarely wear them and because of this caspain useually borrows them and wears them so eventually peter starts getting ones he thinks him and caspain would both like . (Peters favorite is a ring that looks like a lions head and its the only one he dosent let caspain wear.)
Susan and lucy taught Caspian how to braid hair so they all take turns braiding eachothers hair every now and again.
Eustaces favorite meal is pasta dosent matter what kind if its pasta he loves it.
Anyways thats all for today thank you for listening to me ramble.
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b1xi · 2 months
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-The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe 1950-Once Aslan was tied up so that he was actually a mass of ropes on the flat stone, the entire crowd suddenly became silent. Four harpies, holding four torches, stood at the corners of the Table. The witch uncovered her arms as she had done the night before when her prey had been Edmund instead of Aslan, and then began to sharpen the knife. It seemed to the girls, as the flash of the torches fell upon it, that the knife was made of stone, not steel, and that it had a strange and evil shape.
At last the witch approached, and went to stand next to Aslan's head. The woman's face was contorted and convulsed with anger, while the lion's face was contemplating the sky, still motionless, without anger or fear, just a little saddened. Then, just before striking the blow, the witch leaned towards him and said in a trembling voice:
-And now, who has won? Idiot, did you think that with all this you would save the human traitor? Now I will kill you instead of him as we agreed, so that the Unfathomable Magic will be appeased. But when you're dead, what's to stop me from killing him too? And who will take it out of my hands then? Understand now that you have given me Narnia forever, you have lost your own life and have not saved his. Knowing that, he despairs and dies.
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