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Rain boots

Edmund Pevensie x reader

Summary: You buy yourself rainboats and Edmund thinks they are adorable

England’s gloomy day would not dampen your cheery spirit. Dreary clouds splattered fat rain drops into the busy streets, hitting the cars below. Citizens shoved their jackets over their heads to avoid getting damp. Brisk air already gave skin goosebumps, let alone if the skin were to be wet.

Edmund grumbled as a particularly large drop smacked his forehand, left over water falling past his eyebrow and down the angle of his nose. He movies his pale freckled hand up to rub it away in an irritated manner.

He was on his way home from the book store and still had a few blocks to go before he would reach the warm apartment he had been renting for the past few months.

His books were sheltered from the weather within the comfort of his jacket. He cursed as he ran up the door and unlocked it with his key. A key that he adored.

Edmund was good at forgetting objects and you didn’t want him to somehow lose the bland looking key. So you painted it for him. It was red and gold; reminded him of the Golden Age of Narnia. He felt a little small grace his lips as he heard you humming from the kitchen.

He slipped off his shoes and made it around the corner. You sat with your back against the cabinet, scrubbing dillegenlty on a pair of boots.

“Rain boots?” Edmund asked, pointing at you.

You sheepishly smiled, picking them up to show off. They were a dark green with bright red mushrooms on them.

“Bought them today because it’s always freaking raining here, which is endearing but my poor feet get wet. You like?”

Edmund had to smile at how cute you were. He chuckled, walking closer to sit across from her. He grabbed the clean boot and inspected the art on it. He felt the rubber against his skin and admired how thick the boots felt.

“Perhaps if my intellectual level rested at five.”

You gasped in mock hurt, swinging the muddy boot at him. Edmund jumped back, quickly moving to avoid mud getting on his sweater.

“Aye, watch it!”

“You watch it, mister. Don’t be dragging on my new purchase unless you want meant with mud.” You raised your hand in a mock fist and shook it with purpose.

He smiled but rolled his eyes, “Fine, m’love. I’m sorry. They are bloody cute. And to be honest the purpose of them is genius on your part. Your feet reek when they’re wet.”

You laughed, “You’re the worst.”

“You’re the love of my life.”

You halted the cleaning, peeking up shyly at his statemenf. Sure you have said I love you but he had never said that you were the love of his life. That was a big deal and your heart was melting in the cozy kitchen.

“You compliment me now when I throw you an insult? You’re so charming, Ed.” She murmured, standing up to throw the dirty rag into the laundry basket.

He shrugged nonchalantly in an Edmund kind of way, “Read a document the other day. Insulting your significant other is a love language. I figure I’d skip the symbolism and confess my undying love instead.”

You leaned against the counter, a pouty frown on your face, “That is the sweetest thing you have ever said to me, hun.”

“I’m fucking romantic.”

You snorted, “In your own way.”

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Edmund! I’ve been rewatching the narnia movies and I don’t think I draw the Pevensies nearly enough. As always, let me know what you think :)

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warabou:

these turkish delights have turkish ends….

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To the glistening eastern sea, I give you Queen Lucy the Valiant. To the great western woods, King Edmund the Just. To the radiant southern sun, Queen Susan the Gentle. And to the clear northern skies, I give you King Peter the Magnificent. Once a king or queen of Narnia, always a king or queen of Narnia. May your wisdom grace us until the stars rain down from the heavens.


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Queens and Kings of Narnia.Besides Harry Potter, The Chronicles of Narnia is one of my childhood. I’

Queens and Kings of Narnia.

Besides Harry Potter, The Chronicles of Narnia is one of my childhood. I’ve watched both the movies and read the books but I think i’m going to re-watch and re-read all again. :D

Thank you C.S Lewis for this great chronicles! :D

The Silver Chair movie, I can’t wait for it!! :)


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Narnia - Caspian & Edmund

i… i totally forgot i did this some time ago as a gift for my friend, found it again in one of my albums and felt like posting it

Imagine Edmund reading about your crush on him in your diary.requested by: @hopebaker !! thanks for

Imagine Edmund reading about your crush on him in your diary.

requested by: @hopebaker !! thanks for your request <3

“Lucy!? Have you seen my diary?” You called down your grandfather’s stairs. The Pevensies had come to stay with you as refugees from London, and you got along with them perfectly. Well, save for Edmund, who avoided you for some reason. But, regrettably, it only made him more intriguing. To say you were beginning to form a fancy for him would be a hard truth to deal with - you only spoke about it in your diary. Which had gone missing this morning.

“Your diary?” Lucy’s voice called back, before she appeared at the bottom of the stairs.

“Yes, you haven’t seen it, have you?”

“No,” she frowned, “I’m afraid not.” She took a couple of steps up the stairs, her brow creased in thought. “Have you checked the boys’ room?”

Now, it was your turn to frown. “The boys’ room? Why on earth would it be there?”

“Well, Edumnd has always been… somewhat of a rebel.” She laughed, but it was stained with a grimace. “Perhaps you should check just in case?”

You nodded and turned, following your feet until you came to the front of the door that lead to Edmund and Peter’s room. You hesitated to raise your fist, palms sweaty. But you made yourself do it - you needed your diary.

A flustered Edmund opened the door at your knock. His cheeks and ears were dusted with pink, and he looked surprised to see you. “O-oh. Uh, hullo.”

“Ed? Are you alright?” Your brows raised and you reached out in concern, but he ducked away from your hand.

The next thing you knew, your diary was in your face. You reflexively took it and cradled it to your chest as realisation dawned on you. “Wait… did you…?”

“No! No I didn’t read it!” You couldn’t help but think his tone was unwarranted as he slammed the door hard in your face.

You blushed hard.

He totally read it.

written by: archie


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libblyster:

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So kids stop losing teeth around the age of 12, which means that LUCY AND EDMUND LITERALLY LOST TEETH IN NARNIA!! Anyways thought I’d just pop in and say that : D

imagine Mr Tumnus’ confusion when Lucy lost and tooth and proudly showed it to Peter he didn’t even understand handshakes, so this would be even more strange to him
headcannon that Centuars don’t loose teeth like humans so even THEY are confused

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