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supernovasilence · 1 year
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Ok we all talk about the Pevensies' trauma at returning to Earth at the end of The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe and their trouble readjusting to life there again but think of all the funny/good parts too
They return from the country, and their mom is surprised when all her children hug her at the station. Even Peter, who thinks he's all grown up. Even Edmund, who went away surly and withdrawn. She doesn't know her children haven't seen her in over a decade.
They miss their dear Cair Paravel, but they absolutely do not miss its chamber pots. Indoor plumbing is amazing.
It takes a while to remember how modern technology works, though. How many heart attacks did the siblings give their parents or the professor because they walked into a dark room only to turn on the light and find the children sitting there in the dark. (They were by the window! There was still plenty of light from the sunset! They would have gotten a candle in a minute!) The kids sheepishly remember oh yeah electricity is a thing.
(Edmund has a new electric torch in Prince Caspian. He was so excited to get that torch. Almost more excited than you'd think a kid his age would be, and his parents expect Peter at least to tease him, but the siblings all agree light in your hand at the touch of a switch is terrific.)
Suddenly getting really high grades in some subjects and terrible in others. Their grammar, reading comprehension, spelling, vocab, even penmanship? Amazing. History and geography? They don't remember anything. One time in class Susan forgets Earth is round and wants to die.
Also they can never remember what the date is supposed to be because Narnia uses different months and years. They can estimate time really well by looking at the sun though, and Edmund at least can always tell which way is north etc without thinking about it (again, using the sun)
Okay but how many times did they go to pick something up or reach something and realize they are so much shorter and less muscled than they expect? It's a common sight to see Peter climbing on counters to reach a top cabinet, grumbling about how he's High King this is demeaning. (No he never takes the extra five seconds to grab a stool. He will climb that shelf.)
Peter and Susan being delighted because they are no longer almost thirty. (In a few years Edmund and Lucy will tease them about being old and their parents will not understand.)
Lucy doesn't have to deal with periods anymore for a few years yet. Susan might not either. Heck yeah
Lucy loves to climb into her siblings' laps and be cuddled. In Narnia she eventually she grew too big, but now she is small and snuggleable again. Peter is her favorite, and if she's upset, he'll tickle her and tell bad jokes until she's smiling again, but really she loves cuddling with all her family. She grew up without her parents; how many times did she just want to crawl into her mom's lap and her mom was a world away? Imagine the first time she realizes she can now. Or, imagine one day, a cold and grey sort of day, when the rain is pattering against the windows, and it sounds like the rain on the windows of the Professor's house, that first day they went exploring. It sounds like the day they played hide and seek. It sounds so like the rain on the windows of Cair Paravel, that if Lucy closes her eyes she can imagine she's back there, having tea and chatting with Mr. Tumnus before the fireplace of her room, and soon the rain will stop, and they will go out on the balcony and wave to the naiads and the dryads and the mermaids, who have come out to enjoy the rain and visit one other on the banks of the Great River winding past Cair Paravel down to the sea.
But if Lucy looks out the window, all she'll see is the rain over London, so it's not only a cold and grey sort of day, it's a lonely sort of day too.
Susan and Edmund are playing chess in the living room (and they must have studied with Professor Kirke, thinks their mother, because they certainly weren't that good when they left). Lucy goes over to Edmund, and oh dear, thinks their mother, now he's going to call her a baby and be horrible to her, but instead he picks her up and puts her on his lap without even taking his eyes off the chessboard; it's simply a matter of course.
"Doesn't the rain sound familiar?" says Lucy in a solemn, wistful way.
Their mother doesn't know what that means, but her siblings must, because Susan says, "Yes, Lu, it does,” and Edmund gives her a little hug with his free arm as she tucks herself under his chin to watch the chess match.
(Five minutes later there is a crash from the next room as Peter falls off a counter. Their mother does not understand the words he must have picked up from the Professor, but he's grounded for them anyway. His siblings have no respect for their High King, because they refuse to stop laughing.)
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lucy-pevensies · 7 months
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They had not gone far before they came to a place where the ground became rough and there were rocks all about and little hills up and little hills down. At the bottom of one small valley Mr. Tumnus turned suddenly aside as if he were going to walk straight into an unusually large rock, but at the last moment Lucy found he was leading her into the entrance of a cave. As soon as they were inside she found herself blinking in the light of a wood fire. Then Mr. Tumnus stooped and took a flaming piece of wood out of the fire with a neat little pair of tongs, and lit a lamp. "Now we shan't be long," he said, and immediately put a kettle on. Lucy thought she had never been in a nicer place.
What Lucy Found There | The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe
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queenlucythevaliant · 4 months
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harder than you think
i. When the Narnians stole Edmund away from beneath the Witch's blade, they told him he was safe. This wasn't a lie, but it wasn't the whole truth either.
ii. They brought him to the Stone Table. It was night. Edmund doubted very much that he would find safety there, for he still recoiled at the name of Aslan. He slept fitfully and woke the next morning before the sun was up.
iii. A sliver of gold just beyond the tent flap captured his attention, there in the dark. Unaccountably, Edmund felt the urge to rise and go towards it.
iv. And there was Aslan, who was supposed to be fearsome, supposed to be dangerous, supposed to be powerful, and he was he was he was. Dimly, Edmund felt himself hitting the ground.
v. But then Aslan said, “Come, Son of Adam. Let us walk a while, and reason together.”
vi. And as they walked together, in the cool dewy grass of early morning, the Lion told Edmund everything that he had ever done.
vii. They were standing in front of the Table when the conversation turned. Aslan spoke a riddle of a house blasted into rubble which he would piece back together overnight. He spoke of flesh being pierced, blood being shed, and of rejected stones being used for new foundations. He spoke about water welling up forever, washing you clean of everything you ever did wrong, all the blood that you ever thought of shedding, everything you ever tried to steal, and a river that carries you home when you can't walk anymore and spits you out brand new when it reaches the sea.
viii. Edmund's head swam. Silently, he yearned for the wisdom to understand what he was being told; or, failing that, at least to remember it for as long as it took him to puzzle it out.
ix. And then, the Witch. Then, the battle. The thrones. A year passed, and winter came. In its time, it melted back to glorious spring.
x. “Edmund,” said Lucy one day. “There's something we need to tell you.” She and Susan were cloaked in springtime gossamer, like fairy queens in poems he only half remembered. They sat on the window seat in his study, holding hands white-knuckled: his two beloved sisters.
xi. “It's about Aslan,” Susan said. “And the White Witch, and how he made her renounce her claim on your blood. The night before Beruna, he went back to the Stone Table.”
xii. “He let her kill him,” Lucy cut in. “Instead of you. And then, because he hadn't done anything wrong, the Emperor's Deeper Magic brought him back to life.”
xiii. “We've been arguing all year about how much to tell you,” said Susan wryly. Then, a little gentler, “We don't want to hurt you, but we feel you ought to be told what he did for you.”
xiv. And Edmund, who had never forgotten what Aslan told him on that cool, dewy morning before the sun came up, shut his eyes and whispered, “I know.”
xv. I know, he said. I know that he died. I know that he did it for me. I know he lived again because I saw him the next day, and the next, and the next. I think I know what it means - or at least, I know the shape of it.
xvi. “Oh,” said Lucy. “We should have realized that he would have told you himself.”
xvii. “Yes. But please, tell me the story all the same.”
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littlewrightworth · 4 months
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I got them a tree. 🎄
Holiday photos to come! ✨️
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I was rewatching lww today as you do and I got to this part:
“To the radiant southern sun, Queen Susan the Gentle.”
And as always an unhinged thought popped up:
If it’s the southern sun, would it like… rise in the south… or maybe set in the south?
Or what other criteria makes this sun southern?
We all know this world is flat and the lamppost is a tree, so really, anything could go
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ventruevitae · 7 months
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Mitchell has a close encounter of the supernatural kind; A glimpse into Kat's past lays the groundwork for future mistakes.
Rated M. 36.7k Words as of Chapters 5/15.
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October, 2004. Santa Monica, California.
The Asylum’s front door opens with a burst, and Mitchell spills out into the street in an uncoordinated spectacle of panic. She knows that people are watching her scramble for balance, knows she must look half a fool for failing to walk a straight line. 
They’re laughing at you. Or they’re drunk. Take your pick.
It’s probably both. 
The judgement of strangers feels hot and prickly on the back of her neck. 
She couldn’t help but feel that she might have been better off never speaking with Jeanette before she made her mad dash to the door. The less she knew, the less there was to process and integrate into her view of the world. Malkavian tastes so familiar on the back of her tongue when she silently rolls the syllables around her mouth and in her head, but the sense of solidarity that came with the word was disconcerting. Could it be true? Could there really be a group of people like her , who would be able to understand her on a molecular level? What would that look like? 
Do I even want that? 
Unfamiliar familiarity.
How uncomfortable. 
READ MORE. || READ FROM THE BEGINNING.
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fairmerthefarmer · 14 days
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So far Blackmoor Manor is still the top Nancy game for both my sister and I. Other games have better characters I think and even better plots maybe, (or better culprit reveals) but the vibes and music are STRONG. (Both TRT and CUR made us feel nostalgic for the game even though we never played it before. But like, it felt like to both of us as if we had memories of playing it before it was magic)
I think being fans of the Secret Garden and stuff like that as a kid is why we like that vibe so much.
I’ve always wanted to explore a giant old mysterious house. Books like that and even the beginning part of the lion the witch and the wardrobe make it seem so fun.
Also loulou. Love loulou so much.
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beaststhattalk · 2 years
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The main reason I wish the Narnia movies went on is so I could see Peter Pevensie growing into an adult. This kid was forced to grow up so fast; he had to fight for survival and lead an army when he was just a teenager. Seeing him actually come into his own and make a life for himself would be so rewarding. Watching this guy pick a major that he likes, discuss career options he might like with his dad, use the family car to visit friends on the weekends...it’s required for my mental health, okay?
None of this to say that these are the only things that constitute a “normal life.” There’s no shame in not doing secondary education and/or not having a career plan! I'm just thinking about Book!Peter being a nerd and studying for exams at Professor Kirke's...I want to see him fall in love with some niche humanities progam, no matter how many people tell him could do more in other fields!! I want to see Peter study medieval theology and dabble in Latin and Ancient Greek...I want to see him ramble about his projects on walks with his friends...I want to see him get published in some obscure journal, to which Lucy responds by throwing a whole party.
Really, I just want to see Peter pursue his dreams
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sawthefaeriequeen · 1 year
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I just. I feel VERY strongly about the Narnia reading order of:
1) The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe
2) Prince Caspian
3) The Voyage of the Dawn Treader
4) The Silver Chair
5) The Horse and His Boy
6) The Magician’s Nephew
7) The Last Battle
And it makes me so sad that basically NO publisher puts them out like that anymore.
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lesbianhesse · 1 year
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Sometimes my brain just [thinks about Old Narnian embroidery] and crashes
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pevedsie · 1 year
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@2usan​ said: do you recognise your own reflection?
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Returning had been incredibly hard. He had fundamentally changed, they all had, and something told him they all felt it. Like strangers in their own bodies almost. He looked at his older sister, because based on her question she got it. He always had a hunch they all did, but it felt like it was something they never really talked about, more like he had never really engaged in the conversations because he found it incredibly sad to do so.
For him, there were many things he missed, there was a respect he had that while not entirely lost, because he had his siblings, it diminished. He had grown in ways that was more than just his age, and while he figured it stuck with all of them, it left a mark on him that never would be visible because of how awful he had been when it all started.
So did he recognize his own reflection, “No,” he answered quite succinctly, before he added, “I see stranger that I have no choice but to become acquainted with again.”
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With another pause he looked at her and really looked at her, figuring something brought this on, surely. So instead of asking is something was wrong and presumptuous as he could be he took a more diplomatic route, “What do you see in your reflection?”
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LWW dashboard simulator (more coming if interest lol)
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guys im in a simply enormous wardrobe. there's snow and everything
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i have sardines and toast and a roaring fire
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fanart of you two
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#fanart#lucylionsdaughter#notamannotagoatbutasecretthirdthing#lucyistherealqueenofnarnia#antijadis#fledgetruther#tree-from-war-drobe#myart
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met up with one of my mutuals!! @lucylionsdaughter
EDIT: if you see my earlier post about sardines please don't click on it @tree-from-war-drobe LITERALLY drew fanart with my ACTUAL FACE this is harassment
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turkish delight anyone?
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YES
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meet you by the lamppost?
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I'll be there!
#mightbedoxxedforthis#worthit#turkishdelight
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#lucy for queen#lucyistherealqueenofnarnia#antijadis#fledgetruther
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🦫 the-missises-mister reblogged
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makin a marmalade roll
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why
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i wanted to bake
#i love it when you bake#fledgetruther#the beavers
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Blazed by @the-missises-mister
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ASLAN IS ON THE MOVE. THIS IS NOT A FALSE ALARM. HE HAS BEEN SEEN.
#fledgetruther#lucyistherealqueenofnarnia#antijadis
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just got an email that someone I reported has been removed ❄️ keep on reporting the #fledgetruther tag, it's a dogwhistle for anti-royalist sentiments!! without me you won't have anything
#keep up the good work#jadis for queen#that-winter-queen#i put in a flag for @notamannotagoatbutasecretthirdthing as well#he's spreading propaganda
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Help me find my mutuals!
I was unjustly removed by @/that-winter-queen for 'anti-Jadis sentiments' but I'm here again! previous username @aslanisthetrueking and I posted in #fledgetruther a lot. tagging @lucylionsdaughter and @notamannotagoatbutasecretthirdthing for visibility.
#fledgetruther#lucyistherealqueenofnarnia
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zarvasace · 6 months
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Out-of-Fandom Longfic Recs
Looking for something good that you can sink your teeth into? Not necessarily LoZ? I can recommend some masterpieces and favorites. :) all these are complete!
Harry Potter and the Problem of Potions by Wyste. 180k. Yes yes HP I know. It was still a formative part of my adolescence and this is just fanfiction. Very satisfying fanfiction, in which Harry becomes a real character who desperately wants to be a potion master despite Snape's every attempt to dissuade him. Lots of fun.
Harry Potter and the Methods of Rationality by LessWrong. 661k. Longest thing on this list but HOO BOY is it worth it. Written by a guy to teach people about... well. Methods of rationality. Applies the scientific method to the HP-verse, makes Voldemort actually smart, and is a lot of fun the whole way through. You can read on FFN or by downloading an epub or PDF. At least try the first chapter I am BEGGING YOU.
The Dragon-King's Temple by Kryal. Avatar: the Last Airbender (show) & Stargate SG-1, 200k. I knew nothing about SG-1 going in, had only seen the movie, and really enjoyed this. Once again, the worldbuilding and the mystery are very very good. Like legitimately. Zuko & Toph focus!
Thrower of the Dart by Vathara. Avengers & Artemis Fowl (books) crossover, 100k. Picks up after the first Avengers movie and AF book 5 (the demon one.) Very nice plot, good character interactions, fun worldbuilding, mostly in the AF side.
let the shadows fall behind you by Sweetbriar15. Disney's Descendants (just the first one), 155k. Did you ever feel like the movie was a bit of a waste of a good story premise? This will help. Picks up after modifying the end of the first movie, introduces a lot of awesome character and worldbuilding information. Mal-focused, but not too heavily.
Phantom of Truth by Haiju. Danny Phantom, 58k. DP is full of whump fics, and this is probably one of the very best. Its sequel, Shadow of a Doubt, has stopped updating on AO3, but it should still be on FFN. SoaD is, iirc, 100k+, and quite good, dealing with the aftermath of the first.
Bandits and Bravery by LettdViolet. Fire Emblem: Three Houses, 28k. Linhardt/M!Byleth, modern college AU, the events of the game are played out by a group playing knockoff D&D. Themes of grief and mourning a parent's death, and finding comfort. Linhardt is like a sleepy version of Vio without as much evil. Shortest on this list but I LIKE IT OKAY
Carpetbaggers by cofax. Chronicles of Narnia, 120k. Fills in some of the time post-LWW with adventures and working on gaining trust. Feels a lot like a continuation of the book, though without the heavy-handed allegory.
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sharpestsatire · 2 months
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the sweet air of narnia
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Fandom: the chronicles of narnia Relationships: Lucy Pevensie & Susan Pevensie & Peter Pevensie & Edmund Pevensie Characters: Lucy Pevensie, Susan Pevensie, Peter Pevensie, Edmund Pevensie Secondary characters: Mrs. Macready (once), Professor Digory Kirke (twice), Robert Pevensie (once), Randall Bagshot OC (once) Tags: the chronicles of narnia, post-lww, narnian air, narnia withdrawl Status: complete Length: 8 works, total of 6,174 words Summary: After the Pevensies fall out of the wardrobe, they are found immediately by Mrs. Macready. To her credit, she does not spend much time panicking over what looks like the four of them suffocating on nothing. OR: the pevensies fall out of the wardrobe and suffer withdrawal from narnian air. an angst-y series with a hopeful ending.
♛♚ start here | whole series on ao3 ♚♛
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littlewrightworth · 7 months
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I don't know if he wants hot chocolate or if he's objecting to it. 😂
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Something that got me thinking:
I'm in a Narnia fans Facebook group and recently someone posted about how the one thing that bothered him the most about VDT the 2010 movie was how of all the things they've changed, they kept the albatross at the Dark Island, because it makes no sense in the context of the movie.
I commented on maybe because they put it in, because of how iconic the whole scene was and of course here's the line, "Courage, dear heart". But the more I thought, the more I wasn't sure if I remember the albatross saying the line. I spent some time browsing for a clip of the scene untill a fellow member commented that the albatross has indeed not said the line to Lucy. I thanked that member and made a notion how VDT feels off because Aslan isn't a tangible presence in the story and found myself agreeing, that in the context of the movie, the albatross makes zero sense. I'll elaborate here:
Sure, there were changes, even major ones in both LWW and PC. But in both, Aslan was a presence to be reckoned with. Without him, efforts felt shortfallen and misguided. In LWW the children would not win against the witch. Say what you want about that river god and walking trees, the old Narnians were fighting a losing battle without Aslan. But not VDT. Just think about it: Untill the Pevensies get into Narnia, it's fine, but then it's like, they sail to the Lone Islands, get captured, managed to escape and learn about the Green mist™, who kidnaps locals because it's very naughty. Immediatley they get a supposed magic mcguffin sword, are told to get the whole set of 7 and place them on some magical table so the Green mist™ will be vanquished and released the poor sods it's hoarded over the time. Note how I never mentioned Aslan and it's the same hecking plot of the film. All mentions of Aslan in the film, however, like "he sent us" and "that's his sword" and "his table", etc. feel contrived and forced. Someone followed up my comment, saying how I put into words why VDT doesn't feel Narnian.
Because it's Aslan. Without Him, it's just another generic fantasy world.
With all the news we're getting about there's some serious goings on about the Netflix project, that's now what I'm afraid it'll happen and it will suck. So to anyone on the project with any shred of artistic integrity of any sort, learn from this, please.
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