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narnianskys · 1 year

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His soldiers have seen the High King stand atop a hill drenched in blood. Have heard him uttered a battle cry so full of rage their bones rattled. Have felt the edge of his blade on their skin in training.

They fear him.

His siblings have seen the High King chase the littlest of them in a game of tag. Have heard his joy filled laugh from across a room. Have felt his arms around them in a warm embrace.

They love him.

Soldiers have sat around a fire and spoken of him. The ones who have only seen him on the field. The ones who go home and tell their families of the tariffing High King who stands ten feet tall and whose teeth are stained with the blood of his enemies. They have called him “The Magnificent” like he is some lofty god of war and rage. As if calling him his true name is meant for only the most important of people.

His siblings have sat at the dinner table with him. Bickering and poking fun at one another. There, at that table he is simply a tiresome older brother. Someone far too annoying to be anyone but a brother. The titles are stripped from his shoulders like a weight being lifted and he is left as only truest version of himself. Peter Pevensie. Susan, Edmond, and Lucy’s older brother. And that's the only thing he really ever wants to be.

#high king peter #high queen susan #King Edmund #Queen Lucy #peter pevensie #susan pevensie #edmund pevensie #lucy pevensie #the pevensies #The Chronicles of Narnia #narnia #narnia headcanons #narnia fanfiction

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iwouldratherbeahobbit · 10 months

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The nostalgia

#narnia #the chronicles of narnia #susan pevensie #queen susan the gentle #lucy pevensie #high queen susan #peter pevensie #high king peter #edmund pevensie #king edmund the just #king peter the magnificent #queen luna #prince caspian #the chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian #Spotify

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the-jules-world · 10 months

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thoughts on the Pevensies returning home

Peter Pevensie was a strange boy. His mind is too old for his body, too quick, too sharp for a boy. He walks with a presence expected of a king or a royal, with blue eyes that darken like storms. He holds anger and a distance seen in veterans, his hand moving to his hip for a scabbard that isn't there - knuckles white. He moves like a warless soldier, an unexplained limp throwing his balance. He writes in an intricate scrawl unseen before the war, his letters curving in a foreign way untaught in his education. Peter returned a stranger from the war, silent, removed, an island onto himself with a burden too heavy for a child to bear.

Only in the aftermath of a fight do his eyes shine; nose burst, blood dripping, smudged across his cheek, knuckles bruised, and hands shaking; he's alive. He rises from the floor, knighted, his eyes searching for his sisters in the crowd. His brother doesn't leave his side. They move as one, the Pevensies, in a way their peers can't comprehend as they watch all four fall naturally in line.

But Peter is quiet, studious, and knowledgeable, seen only by his teachers as they read pages and pages of analytical political study and wonderful fictional tales. "The Pevensie boy will go far," they say, not knowing he already has.

His mother doesn't recognize him after the war. She watches distrustfully from a corner. She sobs at night, listening to her son's screams, knowing nothing she can do will ease their pain. Helen ran on the first night, throwing Peter's door open to find her children by his bedside - her eldest thrashing uncontrollably off the mattress with a sheen of sweat across his skin. Susan sings a mellow tune in a language Helen doesn't know, a hymn, that brings Peter back to them. He looks to Edmund for something and finds comfort in his eyes, a shared knowing. Her sons, who couldn't agree on the simplest of discussions, fall in line. But Peter sleeps with a knife under his cushion. She found out the hard way, reaching for him during one of his nightmares only to find herself pinned against the wall - a wild look in Peter's eye before he staggered back and dropped the knife.

Edmund throws himself into books, taking Lucy with him. They sit for hours in the library in harmony, not saying a word. His balance is thrown too, his mind searching for a limp that he doesn't have, missing the weight of his scabbard at his side. He joins the fencing club and takes Peter with him. They fence like no one else; without a worthy adversary, the boys take to each other with a wildness in their grins and a skillset unforeseen in beginner fencers. Their rapiers are an exertion of their bodies, as natural as shaking hands, and for the briefest time, they seem at peace. He shrinks away from the snow when it comes, thrust into the darkest places of his mind, unwilling to leave the house. He sits by the chessboard for hours, enveloped in his studies until stirred.

Susan turns silent, her mind somewhere far as she holds her book. Her hands twitch too, a wince when the door slams, her hand flying to her back where her quiver isn't. She hums a sad melody that no one can place, mourning something no one can find. She takes up archery again when she can bear a bow in her hands without crying, her callous-less palms unfamiliar to her, her mind trapped behind the wall of adolescence. She loses her friends to girlishness and youth, unable to go back to what she was. Eventually, she loses Narnia too. It's easier, she tells herself, to grow up and move on and return to what is. But her mourning doesn't leave her; she just forgets.

Lucy remains bright, carrying a happier song than her sister. She dances endlessly, her bare feet in the grass, and sings the most beautiful songs that make the flowers grow and the sun glisten. Though she has grown too, shed her childhood with the end of the war. She stands around the table with her sister, watching, brow furrowed as her brothers play chess. She comments and predicts, and makes suggestions that they take. She reads, curled into Edmund's side as his high voice lulls her to sleep with tales of Arthurian legends. She swims, her form wild and graceful as she vanishes into the water. They can't figure out how she does it - a girl so small holding her breath for so long. She cries into her sister, weeping at the loss of her friends, her too-small hands too clumsy for her will.

"I don't know our children anymore," Helen writes to her husband, overcome by grief as she realizes her children haven't grown up but away into a place she cannot follow.

#narnia #the chronicles of narnia #the pevensies #high king peter the magnificent #queen susan the gentle #king edmund the just #queen lucy the valiant #peter pevensie #susan pevensie #edmund pevensie #lucy pevensie #pevensie siblings #narnia thoughts #helen pevensie #the chronicles of narnia prince caspian #the chronicles of narnia the lion the witch and the wardrobe

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witchthewriter · 2 years

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𝐁𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐏𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞

⤷ female, ambiguous race, and any size reader. Requests are open, thank you for reading!

a/n: There’s no NSFW because I didn’t feel like writing one xx

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🌿ESFJ 🍁Slytherin 📜Lawful Good 🔮Gemini Sun, Virgo Moon, Leo Rising

SFW🌿

⭑ It was as if Aslan had planned it all along

⭑ Someone to humble the High King; an outsider, an outcast. Someone that would ultimately merge parts of Narnia, and come together without fuss.

⭑ You bickered and snapped at each other from the day you met until your wedding (and it still happens from time to time)

⭑ Edmund loved you - and initially thought you would be the perfect match for him. But you were too alike, and the eldest brother had to marry first.

⭑ But after some time, he realised that Aslan was right. And you were better off as friends (not that he let anyone know his feelings).

⭑ Your wedding was HUGE, much bigger than you could have ever imagined. All of Narnia stopped for a whole day and night to celebrate the union

⭑ You both wore white, but his was a warmer cream and yours, a cooler ivory

⭑ Edmund was his best man and either Lucy or your own sister was your maid of honour.

⭑ Aslan officiated (obviously. And Lucy wanted him to wear a special hat)

⭑ And Susan was the official ‘witness’ (signing of the documents part)

⭑ Peter always sleeps on the right side of the bed

⭑ He’s a morning person. And gets grumpier as the day goes on. But perks up whenever he sees you

⭑ His petnames for you are, ‘Darling, Sweetheart, My Love, My Heart.’

⭑ Your petnames for him are, ‘Honey,’ ‘My Liege’ (said usually with a dramatic curtsy and head bow). But most times you just call him, ‘Peter,’ ‘Blondie’ or ‘Sword Boy.’

⭑ Training with you:

“No, see you’re not holding your sword high enough-” Peter moved to correct your form.

“What? Yes I am?” You rebutted, your eyebrows knitting together.

“Will you just let me help?” He retorted, giving you a stern look.

⭑ The others love it. They always watch on when you’re at it

“Peter should really learn to keep his mouth closed,” Lucy sighed as she and Susan looked on from the window.

⭑ You do feel insecure at times, but Peter is always there, either physically or emotionally hoisting you back on your feet.

“We’re together for a reason. We belong together.”

⭑ Peter can be very romantic

⭑ He never forgets a special occasion/event/milestone.

⭑ You’re usually the one that does

⭑ And he’s more sensitive than you are

⭑ Peter was very very jealous when Caspian came along

“I don’t know what Susan sees in him anyway...”

“Well he is handsome-”

Peter turned to you with raised eyebrows, “Oh is he now?”

⭑ Lucy loves spending time with you. You’re like another sister, and she loves it!

⭑ Susan absolutely adores you, especially now that she can outnumber Peter

⭑ Peter knows your favourite colour, flower, stone, piece of jewelry, day of the week, memory etc.

⭑ He suprises you with how well he’s remembered everything. You on the other hand ... don’t have the greatest memory. But you do try!

⭑ You’re always worried for the other’s safety

⭑ And you actually get into a lot more fights than he does

⭑ Relationship Tropes:

✧ Rivals to Acquaintances to Friends to Lovers/Married

✧ Mature/Responsible x Snarky/Fierce

✧ Sun x Moon

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narniansteel · 15 days

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Susan loved Narnia so much that she chose to forget it, because that hurt less.

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robinsunrest · 8 months

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Susan: I require assistance.

Peter, running on two crackers and four hours of sleep: I’m here to help!

#self-sacrificing idiot #savior complex #peter pevensie #narnia #the chronicles of narnia #susan pevensie #incorrect narnia quotes #narnia incorrect quotes #tcon #lww #high king peter #the magnificent #queen susan the gentle

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tessxblxckthorn · 2 years

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The Chronicles Of Narnia: The Lion, The Witch And The Wardrobe (2005) directed by Andrew Adamson

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namedafterflowerstournament · 2 months

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Botanic Tournament : Main Bracket !

Round 6 Poll G

"But op this isn't a flower name" : read this

Susan is a name coming from the word for lily (or possibly rose, it's unclear) in Hebrew

(Roses, black eyed susan, lily and Venus flytrap)

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englishboylover · 2 years

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oh, to be a flower in the beautiful narnian trees.

#peter pevensie #high king peter #king peter the magnificent #high king peter the magnificent #pevensie siblings #the pevensies #lucy pevensie #king edmund #edmund pevensie #susan pevensie #queen lucy the valiant #king edmund the just #queen susan the gentle #narnia #chronicles of narnia #the chronicles of narnia #tcon #narnia aesthetic

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thatsthetea44 · 9 months

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I have been thinking about what jobs the Pevensies would have in Modern World and here are my ideas!!

Part-1

Peter Pevensie-

Unlike people's opinion of seeing him going into the medical field and working as a doctor, I feel he would rather work as a Professor teaching proficiently, his knowledge about the human body , which he painstakingly learnt in Narnia and/or Our world.

Susan Pevensie-

I think that after coming back from Narnia, ( or Modern AU) she would have wanted a bit of peace and quiet in her life. And, however, our libraries weren't as rich as Cair Paravel's, it was the only place where she could remember and forget Narnia at the same time.

She would own a small library with small cafe or even a coffee machine for her visitors, when they come to join her in her magical world.

#narnia #the chronicles of narnia #narnia headcanons #narnia imagine #peter pevensie #susan pevensie #edmund pevensie #lucy pevensie #the pevensies #pevensie siblings #high king peter #queen susan the gentle

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sergeant-angels-trashcan · 2 months

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Kate Bishop, holding Roy's face in her hands: perfect cinnamon roll, too good for this world. too pure

Oliver Queen: you know he's been to rehab like three times, right?

Kate: did I ASK for the opinion of the ugliest person in the room? Gonna kick your a--

Oliver: I wish you would!!! I WISH YOU WOULD!!!!!

#kate bishop #hawkeye #oliver queen #roy harper #green arrow #red arrow #arsenal #my stuff #dc brainrot #oliver and kate disliking each other for no good reason is hilarious #it's kind of a relief for both of them to have someone they can be unapologetically rude to #the waynes are fully aware that if you want to reach new record high donations #you pit the queens and the bishops against each other because they will continually one-up each other #susan and ollie kind of like each other but susan plays along for sibling bonding reasons #yes this is from a tiktok #it's how millennials talk to other generations and it's sweet and nice and then #it's how millennials talk to other millennials and it's this

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narnianskys · 1 year

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The skills of a King or Queen

They had to rebuild a kingdom. In the aftermath of the war with the white witch the newly crowned Pevensies had a daunting task. Narnia was in shambles after the 100 year winter. With the help of many older Narnians they learn skills and helped their people.

Peter learned the crafts. He was taught wood carving from the fawns and black smiting from the dwarves'. He worked with his hands to create things. To mold tools and weapons to help and defend his people. He would often forge swords for his allies as a sign of trust and comradery.

Susan quickly took to the art of the hunt. Her skilled marksman ship added her well as she became an expert tracker. She learned trapping and enjoyed the solitude and peace the chase would provide. it was said she was so nimble of foot that even if she walked right behind you, not even the crunch of a leave would catch your attention.

Edmond had a rudimentary knowledge of cooking from his mother both nothing comprehensive. He set his sights on learning the Narnian dishes that his people loved to dearly. As he did he learned to butcher and create serval herbal remedies. He excelled and it became quite the honor to have the young King hand craft meals for visitors in Care Parevel.

Lucy spent her time out doors in the gardens and fields. She loved to learn about each crop and tended to them with her hands and her heart. It wasn't uncommon for visitors when bowing to the young ruler to see her dust covered skirts and the dirt embedded in her nails.

They worked together, forging a brighter future for their people. Nothing was easy after the war but in time Narnia thrived.

#high king peter #high queen susan #King Edmund #Queen Lucy #peter pevensie #susan pevensie #edmund pevensie #lucy pevensie #narnia #The Lion The Witch And The Wardrobe #narnia headcanons #the white witch #jadis #care paravel #narnia meta

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iwouldratherbeahobbit · 1 year

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You’re on your own, Susan Pevensie

#susan pevensie #chronicles of narnia #narnia #the chronicles of narnia #high queen susan #queen susan the gentle #you’re on your own kid #yoyok #taylor swift #narnia edit

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theaskywalker · 1 year

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Imagine being close friends with the four Pevensies and them telling you about their adventures in Narnia

Masterlist

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witchthewriter · 2 years

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𝐁𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐍𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐲'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞

⤷ gender neutral, ambiguous race, and any size reader. Requests are open, thank you for reading! (platonic)

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⭑ Whether you come through magically into Narnia, or you were born there, you met Lucy when she was riding in the forest.

⭑ You didn’t shy away from her. In fact, you were so bold to introduce yourself.

⭑ Both you and Lucy have similar energy. Curiosity, bravery, want to discover as much as Narnia as possible.

⭑ And she loves being around you because of this

⭑ Giggling because you have so many inside jokes

⭑ Not having to say anything but understanding what the other wants

⭑ Braiding her hair, while she reads a story to you

⭑ Sleepovers, however, the advisors to the Kings & Queens say that it isn’t ‘proper.’

⭑ Lucy not listening and continuing to do whatever she wants with her best friend

⭑ Making new friends together, through your exploits in Narnia

⭑ She would want you to move into the castle

⭑ Saying she has another sibling

⭑ Teasing Edmund (he has a crush on you). So he would try his best to play it off. Lucy would be quick to catch on but would be undecided if she wanted to help it along or not

⭑ Going shopping together in the markets; buying trinkets for each other

⭑ Having mementos of your adventures

⭑ Training together; learning how to ride a horse, weapon training etc

⭑ Susan being a bit jealous of how close you are

⭑ Having friendship bracelets

⭑ Always inviting you everywhere - Peter had to tell Lucy that you weren’t allowed in the serious meetings.

⭑ Dancing together whenever there’s a ball

⭑ Playing hide and seek in the castle

⭑ Being the ones to find buried/hidden treasure or valuables in the castle

⭑ Basically, you guys are inseparable and could be considered as joined at the hip

⭑ Running in the fields together

⭑ You two are like puppies; you bounce off each other’s energy and then you crash. Having a nap throughout the day.

#lucy pevensie #lucy pevensie headcanons #lucy pevensie x reader #headcanons #queen lucy the valiant #narnia x reader #narnia headcanons #queen susan the gentle #high king peter the magnificent #king edmund the just #susan pevensie #peter pevensie #edmund pevensie #witchthewriter #witch the writer's headcanons #witch the writer #narnia

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narniansteel · 15 days

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Oh God what if they make Rabadash hot

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