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Hi. I’m not sure if requests are open, but if they are, is it Alright is you could do an Edmund x reader imagine? Where the reader is forced to marry Edmund due to alliances, Edmund and reader were quite worried that they would not like their fiancé as they had never met before. And then they meet each other a few days before their wedding? And if it isn’t too much, could you add where reader is pregnant and just fluff if that ok? Is this too much to much to ask? Tysm if you do do it. Xx

First off, I’m sorry this took so freaking long to write. Secondly, I sort of followed your request sort of didn’t haha. The reason is because I sort of lost myself in the writing and it went another way. Nonetheless I hope you enjoy it.

ARRANGED MARRIAGES AND UNWANTED BABIES

Warning: like one swear word? + I DIDNT EDIT IT SO PROB LOTS OF MISTAKES

There are various different ways a princess can fuck up. You can run away, punch your maid, start a scandal, get pregnant or marry a peasant, and lucky for you, you managed to do all of the above in the span of one week.

Third in the line of succession of Archenland, your list of duties is endless, and you often find yourself longing for normality, so when Alejandro the cooks assistant offered to sneak you out of the castle on a date, you didn’t hesitate and agreed.

At first it was all very innocent, he held your hand, took you dancing and even paid for the sweet bread you obsessively stared at from outside a bakery. But on your walk back to the castle his posture changed, he became handsy, flirty and bold, and perhaps it was because you had not had your first kiss yet, or the baker slipped something into the sweet bread, but when Alejandro sneaked his hand under your dress, you didn’t stop him.

You didn’t talk to him again after that, that is until your period was late and your maid claimed the only explanation for your sudden weight gain was that you were pregnant. He wanted you to ‘get rid of it’, after all, it was his head on the line or better yet the guillotine, you refused, you had always wanted a child, and although the circumstances were not ideal, you knew if you didn’t have it you would regret it for the rest of your life.

So Alejandro suggested you ran away, you could get married and settled somewhere nice and calm amongst the border of Archenland and Narnia, he would open a restaurant or perhaps a bakery and although it wouldn’t be much, you were thrilled, normal was all that you had ever wanted.

But of course things didn’t go according to plan. After your maid walked in on you trying to sneak out of the window, the rest became a blur. You know you punched her and managed to get to the woods outside of the castle, after that you remember loosing sight of Alejandro him mumbling something about “survival comes first”, next, you remember your dad scolding you and ruining his office, there was broken glass everywhere, and lastly you remember not being able to sleep that night, your mother sobbing outside of your bedroom door, your dad grumbling “what the fuck am I going to do with you”.

It seemed things did turn out alright in the end though, at least for them. A week later your dad called you to his office, he claimed it was urgent. You marched in, head low, hands clasped together in front of you.

“Oh please daughter, stop being so shy, look at me” His voice was loud and diplomatic, and when you looked up you understood why, seated in front of him were two serious and handsome men.

The taller one had dirty blonde hair, and you couldn’t help but let your eyes wonder over his figure, blonde men have always been your type. You stole a glance at the boy next to him, but brushed him off as bland in comparison to his colleague.

“This is my daughter, Princess (y/n) Lady of Archenland” your father interrupted your unholy train of thought.

“It’s a pleasure” you remarked your voice barely above a whisper, you bowed.

Both men stood up and gave you a rapid curtsy, before introducing themselves, “High King Peter of Narnia” the blonde boy kissed your hand and you felt your stomach tying into knots.

“King Edmund of Narnia” he smiled before curtly kissing your hand, it seemed he didn’t wanted to be there either.

“Well, now that you both have become acquainted I believe we are ready to proceed with the wedding preparations.” Your father remarked excitedly

“We are what now?” You shrieked.

And just like that you were back to reality, they say your life flashes before your eyes before you die. Perhaps this was a sign that you were in fact dying and that this wedding had all been a hallucination of your comatose state, the heavy diamond ring on your hand and the annoyed King by your side suggested otherwise.

You and King Edmund waved at the crowd, arms intertwined, and large fake smiles plastered across your faces, you wanted to cry, in fact you needed to cry, pregnancy hormones were sucking the life out of you and your feet felt like they were going to fall off at any second.

As if he had read your mind Edmund grumbled “Just a few more minutes and we can leave”, you weren’t sure if he knew about your pregnancy, and quite frankly you weren’t about to ask, so you swallowed your pain and anger took a deep breath and began counting the seconds until you could leave.

They say time flies when you're having fun, which suggests that the opposite occurs when you're bored. It took a century for Edmund to finally announce you were leaving, and (y/n) couldn’t help but release a huge sight of relief, but there was still one issue or question that remained unanswered, the consummation ceremony.

Although Narnia had long stopped practising the infamous royal consummation ceremony, Archenland hadn’t, which meant that it all came down to the King of Archenland and how much he wanted to continue the so called tradition. Perhaps it was fear that his daughter would be unmasked as not a virgin and humiliated in front of all the other royals, or perhaps he simply didn’t care, he had done his duty after all, saved his daughter’s reputation by marrying her off to a king.

Nonetheless, the ceremony didn’t happen, much to Edmund and (y/n)’s relief, instead they were rushed to their new private quarters at the castle and trusted that they would consummate the wedding without supervision.

— “I need help.” Her voice barely above a whisper (y/n) turned to Edmund, he was staring outside watching the guests leave the castle.

— “With what” he grumbled, he didn’t turn around.

— “I can’t get my corset undone.” He took a huge breath and closed his hand into fists before turning around to face her

— “I haven’t ever undone a corset.” He deliberately moved closer to her, as if regretting ever agreeing to marry her, she stood completely still, facing him, she definitely regretted marrying him.

— “Just undue the ribbons, it’s not that hard”

— “ok”

— “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have been rude, it’s not your fault I’m in this mess.”

— He chuckled. “Great wait to start a marriage, calling it a mess that is.”

She smiled and apologised again, “you don’t have to apologise to me, I know the situation isn’t ideal, but there is no way out of it now. We should at least try to get along.” She nodded agreeing.

He left for the bathroom and as soon as he was out of sight she began to cry, all the pain and the fear she had been bottling up for so long mixed with the pregnancy hormones and it was a recipe for disaster, she shrieked as if she was in pain, hiding her face between her hands and letting out loud sobs.

— “What in the–” Edmund rushed out of the bathroom wearing nothing but his undershirt an underwear, “What is it? Are you ok?” He knelt down in front of her desperately trying to calm her down.

—“ I’m pregnant, I am freaking pregnant.”

He knew, her father had told them, though it was hardly the reason why Edmund was mad about this whole ordeal, in fact an illegitimate baby was the least of his problems, it was the arranged marriage part that bothered him. But at that moment, it dawned on him, she wouldn’t be able to make it through this pregnancy without help, perhaps, Aslan didn’t put (y/n) in his life he had put Edmund in her life. After all he knew the support wouldn’t come from her family, Aslan would want him to put his feelings aside, his anger and disappointment in his brother for rushing him to accept the proposal, and help her, it is his duty.

— “Hey, it’s ok, I know. It’s alright I don’t care.” His words came out jumbled, he had always been terrible with women, he just wanted her to calm down.

She kept mumbling she was sorry but eventually her crying seised, her head now hidden in the crook of his neck and her hands clutching his undershirt tightly, he hugged her. He was going to make this work, he had too.

And perhaps along the way they would fall in love, Edmund would toss his pride aside, and admit he had always found her charming, and her type would change from dirty blondes to brunettes, maybe one day they would find Alejandro again and finally give him what he deserved for leaving a pregnant woman alone in the woods, and maybe, just maybe, one day they would properly consummate their marriage.

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Requests are open again

send requests!

I write practically everything as long as it’s concentual.

And I also write for any character/ person that I know (by this I mean I don’t necessarily have to be a part of the fandom I just have to know who it is jdjdjdj)

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francis of valois : my queen

In which Francis refuses to marry Mary.

"You are marrying Mary and that’s final!” Catherine’s voice boomed and echoed against the castle walls, she attempted to keep up with Francis, who was trying to get to the stables as soon as possible.

He had a plan, he would ride to your chateaux, and sweep you off your feet before either one of your parents could say anything, you would get married at a chapel in town, and only after that he would return to the castle.

Although you were the daughter of an illustrious lord, your marriage would have brought no harm and no advantages to France, hence, King Henry and Queen Catherine refused to bless it.

And although your parents wouldn’t mind their daughter becoming Queen of France, it wasn’t as if your line of suiters was short, in fact a few months prior an English prince had asked your hand in marriage.

And that is why Francis was frantically trying to find his way out of that doomed castle, he couldn’t and wouldn’t allow that to happen.

“I will do no such thing mother, I’m the future king of France I will wed with who I please, and it will be with lady y/n, and that is final.”

“Francis you deserve much better than her. She is just a lady, you deserve a queen!” Catherine shrieked.

Francis turned around roughly staring at her dead in the eye. “She - is - my - queen.”

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natasha romanoff: let’s get married

Natasha’s proposal was nothing short of spontaneous, but it was still perfect.

"Babe" Natasha laced her arms around your waist hiding her face against the crook of your neck.

“Yes love?”

“You are gorgeous”

You chuckled before placing your hands over hers “so are you”.

“On a scale from one to ten, how bad of an idea do you think it would be if we got married?” She mumbled kissing your cheek.

You turned around to face her, “are you serious?”

“Yep”

“Terrible idea, lets do it.”

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Could you please write something where the reader is a poor singer in Calormen and Peter falls in love with her voice and then like Edmund and Susan and Lucy convince him to pursue her? Thank you so much💖 I haven't seen anyone's requests open in a long time😊

“For Aslan’s sake, she has the most beautiful voice I have ever heard.” Peter mumbled, his eyes never leaving you.

You swirled around dancing on top of an old wooden table, banging your feet against it you sang an enchanting ancient tune.

Thorough the sea my lover left

He made a promise to come back

“You should tell her that” Edmund drank down his drink, his attention fully focused on another charming lady who sat a few feet away from him.

“I don’t think I’m exactly her type.” He scratched his neck before taking a sip of Edmund’s drink he furrowed his brows in disgust “what is in this?” Peter remarked, Edmund shrugged before getting up and making his way to the enchanting lady he was flirting with.

When Peter turned his attention back to you, he was surprised to see Lucy and Susan dancing by your side, he smiled.

The two young queens stared at him wiggling their brows and he couldn’t help but wonder what they were up too, it was definitely not good.

After many dances later, a slow song began, Lucy and Susan each found a partner before dragging you to where Peter was.

“ y/n, this is our brother Peter, Peter this is y/n”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, your highness” you blushed, it was not everyday you met such a handsome king, or met any king at all for that matter.

“Please call me Peter.” He raised your hand to his lips and kissed them delicately, you looked down, “I was wondering if you would like to dance Peter.” You said his name slowly as if testing it out, he loved how melodic his name sounding in your lips.

“I’d love too” he replied leading you to the middle of the dance floor, he laced his arm around your waist, pulling you closer, you placed your arm behind his neck.

Slowly, the two of you began to swing to the music, and he would every so often spin you, once the song finally ended, he waited a few seconds before letting go, “I was wondering if you would like to come visit me at Cair Paravel sometime” he blurted out.

You smiled, kissing his cheek “I would love too.”

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requests are closed for now, thank you all for so many cool ideas.

I never expected to many people to follow and interact with this account so I didn’t make any rules! But now this are getting out of hand, I finish one imagine and three requests pop up.

So, to make everyone happy I decided FROM NOW ON IMAGINES CAN ONLY BE GIF IMAGINES (short ones) or PREFERENCES! Don’t request full on stories! (the ones who have requested already I’m doing as long stories though)

ALSO ONLY REQUEST THROUGH MY ASKS! THANKS!

I’m also posting all my imagines on Wattpad here is the link!

You can also find a detailed set of rules on how to request there, please check it out.

https://my.w.tt/6xPU2k9waX

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Dating Rio would include

(Ok this wasn’t requested but I just finished good girls season one and I had 2 I just finished a request will prob post tomorrow!)

Hot kinky sex EVERYWHERE... like I really mean everywhere.

he is protective asf

ride or die

patching him up when he gets into fights

him being a big softie around you

he says I love you first

you are his best friend, he trusts you more than anyone in the world and hence you know EVERYTHING about him

cute pet names! Like baby girl and princess

he will give you the world!

10/10 you would kill for him

10/10 he would kill for you

your relationship is very bonnie and clyde vibes

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Hi! I don't know if you're still looking for requests, but if you are, could you do a hurt/comfort fic with Edmund?

ILL ADD It to my list!

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Hi!! Could you do a peter pevensie x reader where reader is Caspian's younger sister and you and peter like each other but reader has no idea with a protective Caspian and happy fluffy ending please

Yes!

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Can you do Caspian x reader. Idk something cute but a little angsty?

Sure!

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Could you do some Natasha and Reader fluff? Could turn it into smut if you wanna but I’m down for pure sweet, sickly fluff😋❤️

OMG YES ILL ADD IT TO MY LIST

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Gurl hit me with some of that caspian x reader (the good kush) I don’t have anything in particular I want, so you can make it angsty, smutty, fluffy, whatever yah want hun

Yay! My first request! I’ll start working on it ASAP

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That moment you’ve read all fanfiction and have to scroll for over an hour to find something new

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send requests!

I write practically everything as long as it’s concentual.

And I also write for any character/ person that I know (by this I mean I don’t necessarily have to be a part of the fandom I just have to know who it is jdjdjdj)