Best Peter Pevensie Protective Fanfics

by Once_A_Monarch · Peter/Caspian

It's an accident, really. All it takes is the tiniest hole in the finger of his glove, the little bag in his pocket slipped open, and one moment he's looking at his brother's wide eyes as the train comes hurtling around the corner and the next there's a rushing in his ears and he's breaking through

by luiHdz · Peter/Caspian

Caspian se siente atraído y reconfortado al ser recibido por los 4 hermanos que, cariñosamente, lo recibieron en su hogar y lo hicieron parte de este. Simplemente, solo es Caspian hablando sobre sus Pevensie favoritos.

by merm_alade · Peter/Caspian

After the events of Prince Caspian, Narnia has been won back for the Narnians. Only the Talmarines to do not take to the change quite so easily. It is no longer enough to simply send the Kings and Queens of old back to their world, so Aslan proposes a political marriage between King Caspian and Quee

by SoullessGhost · Peter/Caspian

Caspian is King now, and Peter hates it. Not the crown itself—Peter understands duty better than anyone. But he hates how easily Caspian can kiss him and walk away, how he never asks for help, never needs Peter the way Peter needs him. After fighting so hard to be together, Peter finds himself alone

by Once_A_Monarch · Peter/Caspian

He notices three sets of eyes on him and sheathes his sword. They continue to stare. "What?" He bites out. Lucy and Edmund look down and away but Susan fixes her gaze on his. "Apologies. The tapestries never quite got your face right."   ~ Or,The Kings and Queens of Narnia's Golden Age die during th

by Zannolin · Peter/Caspian

“Don’t go,” Peter whispers against teeth and tongue and time. He can’t remember why he says it. He doesn’t know why Caspian might leave, or why Peter’s so certain that he will. “Please.”Caspian only catches at his jaw, kisses him deeper.Even in dreams, it seems he cannot promise Peter impossible thi

by Zannolin · Peter/Caspian

Caspian can’t help but notice how carefully Peter handles the battered old shoebox, the tenderness with which he traces his fingertips along the fading silver Sharpie scrawled wobblingly across the lid. “Did I ever tell you,” Peter begins quietly, voice strangely reverent, “about Narnia?” He looks u

by Zannolin · Peter/Caspian

Caspian finds him in the rapier practice room off the main office—sweat-soaked, tight-lipped, cutting ward knots around their practice dummy with grim and silent concentration. After a moment of observing Peter’s brutally precise cuts and patterns, Caspian steps into the room proper, palming a pract

by Zannolin · Peter/Caspian

“Can't you talk to him?” she suggests, more than a little irritated at her brother’s seeming nonchalance. Peter is burning himself out like a candle or a fuse before their eyes, and yet Edmund steps in time and again to help him out of every mess he throws himself into. It’s upsetting Lucy. It’s fri

by Once_A_Monarch · Peter/Caspian

Susan sits on her own on the train back, looks in the window and sees the reflections of her siblings across the aisle. She wonders if they'd forgive her for it: for letting their home lie in the past, for burying the little that remains to her, for no longer clinging to every tiny fragment of fable

by Once_A_Monarch · Peter/Caspian

Hours after his coronation, Caspian finds Peter back at the How. He doesn't look up and Caspian can't quite see what he's doing with his body blocking the light but there's a quiet, intermittent clinking sound from where he stands by the wall. ~ Peter knows how to carve stone, it turns out.

by Once_A_Monarch · Peter/Caspian

He knows. They know. He knows they know and they know he knows and still he says, so they don't have to: "have none of you guessed where we are?" The words sit heavy on his tongue, cloying and rotten. Peter thinks it's the worst thing he's ever had to say. Because how do you broach the idea that you