dedicated to my mutual that i noticed reading edmund fics all last night (and told me they read through my published fics to comfort themself) ily <3
⇢ your entire relationship will be based on how and when you meet. the same is true with practically everyone ever, of course the conditions of a meeting will affect how a relationship grows. however, this is especially true with edmund.
⇢ as his siblings can still strongly remember, he was nothing short of “a selfish idiot” back when they first fell into narnia.
⇢ if you meet him during that time, it’ll take quite a long time for you to warm up to him, if that even ever happens. depending on your own personality, it wouldn’t be too surprising if you never forgave him for how rude he was to you and the people around you.
⇢ if you met him a bit later, maybe on his second time returning to narnia, you’d be more likely to not hate him.
⇢ no matter when you meet him, it will definitely take some time for him to treat you well. he’ll mess up very often but as those mistakes get further and further apart in occasion, you can tell he’s gotten to know you much better and is putting in effort.
Narnia Preferences: Seeing their S/O in Armor for the first time
It’s been awhile since I watched the Movies so I’m really sorry for any inconsistencies or mischaracterization here. But I did promise awhile back that I wanted to write for Narnia, so here ya go! Format is heavily inspired by @randominagines incredible Narnia Headcanons, so please go check their work out if you like this. They’re a big influence on me! I also tried to keep this gender neutral!
While normally a surprisingly confident romantic, seeing her s/o in shining armor actually manages to fluster her. You were known for being a kind and generous soul, much like your girlfriend, but perhaps a bit more bold and sharp-minded. Seeing you clad in armor, ready to defend her, made her heart swell with pride. In a sort of “That’s my partner” way, haha. It gives her comfort everytime you wear it, both because she knows you’re well-protected, and because you’re wearing her flag. It makes her so happy to see you wearing Narnia Clothing, as it reminds her of the connection between you two.
Edmund Pevensie
It makes him very shy around you, especially at first. The Pevensies met you during their travels, and immediately you swore to help and protect them. He was initially taken aback by you, startled by your strength and your beauty. You were one of the handsomest people he’d ever met, and though he wouldn’t be caught dead telling his siblings that, everyone could see his heart eyes. And with those pale cheeks, it’s not like he could hide it anyways haha. His siblings teased him a LOT. But still, seeing you in gambeson and plate made him very proud to call you his own.
Susan Pevensie
You were a knight from a distant land who had sworn to protect the Pevensies, essentially becoming their personal guard. But it was Susan who you were closest to. The second you walked in to swear your loyalty, she already had eyes for you. A beautiful person clad in dazzling armor? Beautiful. You and Susan are such a formidable force on the battlefield, with her providing range with her bow while you strike enemies down with your sword. Then you give each other a kiss and move on. She feels a sense of pride seeing you in the armor of her kingdom.
Peter Pevensie
He finds it hot, honestly. You and Peter met on the battlefield, and despite fighting on the same side, were engaged in a sort of rivalry. Granted, everyone could see the cheeky heart eyes between you two… except for either of you of course. Classic enemies to lovers. Seeing you in armor for the first time legitimately took his breath away. He often teases you about how he’s king so it’s hisflag you’re wearing, which never fails to earn him a swift punch in the arm. But still, Peter loves seeing you in armor, and it never fails to make him fall in love a little bit more.
Caspian
Caspian was surprisingly flustered when first meeting you. You were good friends with the Pevensies, and had met him during that fateful encounter when he fought with Peter. He looked over to see the most dazzling person he’d ever witnessed, clad in plate and fine gambeson. Peter may or may not have chuckled at the blush on Capian’s cheeks after seeing you. He was shy around you at first, mostly because he didn’t want to embarrass himself, but you have a way of drawing him out of his shell. And when you finally get to talking, your energies mix well. That doesn’t stop him from being rendered speechless every time he sees you in armor though. Everytime is like the first time with Caspian.
Mr Tumnus
Oh this poor lad gets so flustered. It makes him a little nervous seeing you with a sword and clad in armor, but he knows that if anything it means you’re safer. Plus he secretly finds it very attractive, but he’s too shy to admit it at first. He remarks how the Gambeson must keep you very warm in Narnia’s cold weather, which earns a laugh from you, only making him more flustered. A pretty person in plate armor, vowing to defend his home? How could he resist?
I. Stories of the High King Peter are myth more than anything else; the proof is in the name. It’s confusing at first glance. After all, the great feats attributed to him during his reign – the glorious Golden Age – are often true; the desperate victories, the plentiful feasts, and the seemingly endless balls all can be said to have really happened. The falseness lies underneath; the High King himself is the myth. That is the great secret: the High King never was, at least not in the way he has been painted. There never was that fearless, infallible, fiery king. The so-called “Magnificent” bled in battle. He fell quiet under the weight of the winter, silently praying for spring again. He laughed and shook and trembled. Somehow Narnia forgets this; somehow Narnia forgets the child, the son, the brother he really was. Peter the High King was always better known as Peter.
II. The Gentle Queen has become an interesting mix of truth and fiction. Too much about her was dutifully recorded, and her actions could never be fully lost; history remembers her grace and her duties in near-perfect clarity. However, in more wistful places, she has become the heroine of odd stories, and the villain of stories odder still. In the great cities beyond the desert, she has been turned into an enchantress known for stealing the hearts of men and then chaining them to their temples. Beside the quiet streams of her beloved Narnia, they whisper that the Queen Susan’s beauty was so radiant that few could bear to look directly at her. In the island marketplaces, it is said that her presence once brought great fortune to those who saw her. Every false legend is a funny twist on a simpler truth; a tale grown out of a friendly smile. In honest history, Susan is still truthfully remembered.
III. There are few lies to tell about the King Edmund, and few people who would risk the dishonour of lying about one once called “Just.” Instead he remains a quiet figure, written into history with all the other names and dates and details. Narnia remembers that a traitor may mend; Narnia remembers that a traitor may be just a child; Narnia remembers that a traitor may be just a boy in need of love and light and truth. Edmund is remembered in all of this, just as he remembers it himself. His feats are well-recorded; his battles and judgements and decrees and decisions pass through history relatively unscathed. His wisdom and passion are engraved within it; remembered long after he is gone. In the dark, he is a true tale of hope. In the light, he is still Edmund.
IV. The stranger the tale about Queen Lucy, the more likely it is to be true; the actuality of her being rivals even the most outrageous fictions. Valiant though she be, Lucy rarely went looking for trouble; she sought only the company of Adventure, and both joys and troubles lined her path. And so they say she is both fire and gold; they say she dances with wild folk, and swims out much too far, and laughs long after others have forgotten the joke. All of this is true. They say she is sharp in battle and gentle in wit. This is true, too. She used to wander into Cair Paravel barefoot, trailing sand beneath and behind her, and years later when sand blows in the open castle doors, they still say that the Valiant Queen must have let it in. This is home to Lucy, and she makes her home in the stories, so long as she can remain there.
