This is just a collection of Narnian imagines ranging from imagines to preferences. Mostly going to be Edmund Pevensie. Some Peter and some Caspian imagines too. Enjoy!
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Written for: @TheNarglesWillFindU
Imagine: Peter flirts badly with you at the train station before boarding school then fights the toxic and evil King Miraz in Narnia and doesn't blink twice. (The gif is not really that related but Peter looks all cute sooooo)
It had always been quiet between Peter and I like a kind of gentle breeze. Of course I liked him but he was too shy to see that. He approached me at the train station with a deep red across his pale cheeks. He smiled at me and I smiled back.
"(y/n)," He said, "Go ahead, feel my shirt. It's made of boyfriend material."
"Oh my..." I sighed and Edmund laughed from behind us.
Now I was standing watching him engage in a duel with King Miraz of Narnia who was attempting to kill his nephew, Caspian. Caspian stood next to me watching the fight and seemed just about as nervous as I felt.
Miraz thrusted his sword forward and I gasped, turning away. When I turned back I saw Caspian had done the same. Edmund stood near where Peter was, ready to tend to him if necessary.
"Jesus Christ, Peter," I muttered, my heart racing. Just as I'd said that he thrust his sword, missing Miraz. But before either of them could make another move, someone else shot him.
"No!" Someone screamed.
I ran to Peter and we stood there for a moment looking at Miraz in shock. I grabbed his arm and he placed his hand on my waist. Then the fighting began and he hurried me back to the base, yelling at Caspian and Edmund to lead the fight while he was gone.
"Stay here." He said once we were inside.
"No! I have to fight too, Peter." I protested.
"(y/n), please," He pleaded with me.
"Peter-" I began.
"I love you, (y/n) and I will not lose you to this." He cried out.
"W-What?" I blinked.
"I-I, uh, you heard me...." He turned red.
"I-I love you too." I smiled turning a little red too.
"I, uh, wait what?" He asked. I smiled and then grabbed his cheeks and kissed him square on the mouth. When we pulled apart he smiled and kissed me again.
"Can I fight now?" I murmured when we pulled apart again.
"Baby you can do whatever you want." He murmured in response. And we kissed again.
We ended up winning the war and Caspian was crowned King of Narnia and joined the Pevensies in an eternal reign. And Peter and I began seeing one another formally. And although we attended boarding school, Peter became apart of a band and broke the serious mold he once took. And yet I never stopped seeing him as that shy boy from Narnia. And I don't think I ever will.
