I am going cry an entire day for this 🥹🥹🥹
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See, I don't think that the Pevensie kids were uncanny and dangerous upon returning to England so much as just like. Cool weirdos.
Lucy talks to animals sometimes. She doesn't expect responses or anything; it has the same energy as a person talking to their dog, except it's the squirrel she spotted on the quad or the racoon in the garbage. But she's super friendly in general so after the initial "what the heck" everyone shrugs it off because like, yeah, of course she does. She also went with me to a scary doctor's appointment having known me for like five minutes and gave me an incredible pep talk. She's cool like that.
Peter joins the fencing club and day one it's like he's never held a foil in his life and day two he loses to a kid half his size but then after like a month he just absolutely annihilates the instructor. But he's super humble about it and afterwards he helps everyone else out without being condescending at all. And while it's a little weird that he's just Suddenly an expert, people are like, "he's a fast learner, that's cool." He's really industrious in class too, just Peter being Peter. He probably practiced a whole bunch after hours.
Edmund gets extremely weird food cravings sometimes, like "wow, I could really go for chicken liver with raisins right about now" or "you guys know what's great? Gooseberry trifles." And his friends say, "I've never heard of that before but it sounds weird." So Edmund learns to cook and starts making all these vaguely antiquated fancy dishes with weird berries and organ meats and things and shares them around during study breaks and everyone's like "Yo! Pevensie brought food. Cool, thanks Pevensie." And he shares it with everyone, even the kids nobody likes, and it kinda brings people together.
Susan, who was always the Mom Friend, seems to have gotten a power-up because now she Everyone's mom and weirdly people actually listen to her? But she only uses those powers for good. Girl in her dorm not eating enough? Susan's here with snacks and look at that now she's eating. Those guys arguing look like they're about to throw down? Susan says "knock it off" and glares and they do. And her friends are like, "how do you do it???" and she says "You just have to act like you expect to be obeyed." It's very cool, though it can be a bit Much sometimes.
And they're all into mythology now? Like ancient Rome and King Arthur and stuff? That's kinda weird, but not off-putting; lots of kids have mythology phases. And Peter named the tree outside his dorm, but everyone kinda laughs and says "yeah okay." Edmund is adamantly anti-bullying now, it's nice. Susan and Lucy wear a lot of lion-themed jewelry and people definitely Notice, but that just means that they start getting more of it for Christmas/birthdays.
And of course whenever two or more of them are together it's like they've got a conspiracy going on. They're always fervently whispering back and forth, giggling an the million inside jokes they've got, giving each other Looks. And onlookers are mostly just like, "Man, it's cool that those Pevensie kids are all so tight; I wish I was that close with my siblings."
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thinking about how canonically the pevensie siblings are 13, 12, 10, and 8 in "the lion, the witch, and the wardrobe"
thinking about how lucy needed a stool to be able to get up onto her throne, how peter's sword is a little too large for him, how susan's bow is a little too difficult for her to pull back, how edmund's shield nearly covers his entire body.
thinking about the pevensie siblings and their first few months in narnia, getting to know their new people, and half the narnians sitting there horrified because WHAT have these literal babies been through to give them such traumatized, old eyes, and the other half of the narnians are preparing to adopt them, no it doesn't matter that they're the rules, they're children who are being put in charge of too many things, and if peter looks at the old man council long enough he's going to cry, so someone needs to give him paternal support while aslan is off doing Lion Jesus Stuff™️ and whoops oreius is being nice and encouraging and now he's adopted his kings and queens they're his kids now he doesn't make the rules.
just the narnians and the pevensies being thrown into it together, and just as the pevensies will do anything to protect their new kingdom, the narnians will do anything to protect their rules, because let's be honest, these children have no sense of self-preservation, and are far too overprotective of each other and their people to take into account their own safety, so a lot of battles it's just one of the pevensie siblings running headfirst into danger with oreius running after them because his kids are feral and don't know proper royalty manners and won't threatening old kings from different countries because they're being assholes and the last time one of them tried undermining the queens susan called him a self-righteous asshole and lucy tried to stab him SOMEONE help him corral his children please
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THE PEVENSIE SIBLINGS FIFTEEN YEARS LATER requested by anonymous
THE CHRONICLES OF NARNIA: THE LION, THE WITCH AND THE WARDROBE (2005)
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something I really love about the Narnia movies is that all of the posters and film covers portray the Pevensies as incredibly serious and moody
when in reality they're four sarcastic beans who most of the time are arguing about silly things and who probably relish pranking each other a little too much
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Y'know I find it incredibly ironic that in my Chronicles of Narnia fic series, an interesting inversion in fate (and character development) finds the most rebellious among the most devoted to restoring Aslan’s kingdom, while the most faithful fell the furthest. Edmund turns back at the tree and becomes a king of Narnia alongside Caspian, helping guide it into a new golden age and earning the title of the Once and Future King, while Lucy literally becomes an eldritch goddess and is implied to have straight up killed Aslan at some point. Edmund gets his redemption arc and then some, becoming one of the greatest kings in Narnian history, securing the legacy of Aslan, while Lucy, the most faithful, falls further than even Lucifer and ends up usurping God himself, not because she desires power, but because she sees the way that Aslan uses it as unjust.
And yet...both of them are doing this for the same reason. To be a champion of the downtrodden. To correct injustice. To secure themselves and their own kingdoms so that it can never be stolen from them again.
Gotta love some foils/parallels!
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A long post about Rthstewart
Something @rovinglemon and I were talking about while facetiming and watching Prince Caspian - her on the TV and I on my ipad in my little dormroom - was how @rthstewart's Narnia series is what we believe as canon.
I've always felt a sense of detachment from Narnia, like I, as an autistic woman do not belong in that world. How easily my fate could become that of Susan's if my belief in Aslan so much as wavers an inch from the imaginary line Narnians must tread. I'm an atheist partly because of my own experiences and disbelief in the non-tangible. However, I do believe in ghosts and the paranormal because of fiction and my work on The Great War.
But reading @rthstewart's Stone Gryphon series and her side novels set during the golden age of Narnia made me feel like I could have a place within that world. @rovinglemon agrees, and we've discussed at length also how Rth's works take the existing canon and with the sheer mind-boggling level of detailed research she's done, makes Narnia something wholly alive. The world is not static because it is so completely tangible that I return to it time and time again. It's become how I relax after working on essays for my midterms and studying. Every time, without fail, I pick up the page or chapter that I'm on, and I am lost to the world around me. Her writing is so incredibly well written that it is often hours before I can be torn away from her stories.
It is in her writing of Morgan especially that I find myself at home as an autistic person. Her mannerisms are similar to mine and Rth's evident care and research in writing Morgan's character as an autistic person shines through so well that I have yet, and doubt that I will find any fault in her portrayal, which is something so many altistic writers struggle with, especially headliners such as Mark Haddon either flat-out ignore, or attempt to rationalize their grevious misdeeds behind the NYT's Bestseller list.
Rth's writing of the Four also must be commended. RL mentioned on our call about how Peter's intelligence as shown through Rth's writing is a different kind to Edmund's or Susan's. Sword (in the Rat and Crow code), is less about the boy-against-boy blindsided idiocy that Prince Caspian sets front and center stage, and instead makes the Four - Sword, Rat, Crow, and Heart, into people fundamentally struggling to survive in a world that will never understand them. Their maturity in the bodies of children sets them apart, and it shows in the best of ways, whether they reign as Kings and Queens, or exist in what I call their "English Exile," that they are flawed people who question Aslan's greater plan, but are fundamentally trying to make the world both a better place and answer to the creed as Friends of Narnia.
So to @rthstewart, I raise my glass to you, and look forward to whatever next you plan to be writing.
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warner could make a series about hogwarts founders and make some easter eggs about the pevensie siblings beign the ones who founded the four houses. it would be gold.
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What if time on Earth passed faster than on Narnia? What if we were almost a hundred years into the future and only five years passed in Narnia? (part 1)
That is why you woke up in a cold sweat, lying on a strange bed. That is why you met a King, and then it would be time to meet the other one, and the Queens.
'My brother and sisters,' the King says, pointing at the thrones. 'King Edmund, Queen Susan, Queen Lucy.'
'Four monarchs for the same country?' you ask. 'What kind of monarchy is that?'
He lets himself release a little laugh. He is definitely a teenager, a guy your age. He doesn't look old enough to shave; your classmates would not even seem that young next to him. Who let this kid rule?
'Monarchy in Narnia is nothing like monarchy in Earth,' he explains.
He wears Medieval-like clothes and a crown. But there is something else -- something in his manners, in his voice, in his movements -- that makes it evident that he's nothing like the kids you've met, or even nothing like you. He inspires respect. His blue eyes seem calm, wise, deep. You suspect that the bags below them have not formed because of staring at a cell phone till 3 am or because of finishing an assignment the night before the deadline.
As you both continue to stroll around the palace, his answers only lead to more questions of your part. You're thankful that he considered you might need the fresh air for when he explained what was going on. Standing on a balcony, you glance down to find a sea of waters so much cleaner than you'd ever see back home.
'Why do you think I got here?' You ask. The waves go up and down with soothing peace, almost welcoming. 'Did something bring me here?'
'I believe so,' he says. 'My siblings and I were brought here. There was a prophecy about us, and when we followed the youngest one into the wardrobe, it was time to fulfil it.'
From below the surface of the clean sea, you catch a glympse of colorful creatures. As they get closer to the cliff, you realize they are too large to be fish. When they take their heads out, their human heads, you lift your eyebrows.
The King next to you smiles. 'There are the most wonderful creatures in Narnia. You wouldn't believe your eyes.'
Author's note:
I had so much fun writing part 1, that I decided to keep on writing!
I'm planning on making more scenes of this story, so, from now, I'll use the "narnia ages slower au" tag for it (at least until I find a better name for it).
If you find any grammar mistakes, or errors of whatever nature, please make it known to me! I'm not a native English speaker, so I apologize if the mistakes distract you from reading, but I appreatiate and value constructive criticism.
Thanks for reading!
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Apparently two hours after my exam is peak fic writing time.
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at twenty, jane reads her very first full length novel, without a dictionary beside her to look up words, or needing to ask about certain phrases. the book is the chronicles of narnia, the lion the witch and the wardrobe. she’d seen the last half hour of the original miniseries on television, thought the effects were wonderful and loved the idea of a majestic talking lion. the battle between good and evil struck a close core, and she immediately became enthralled with the story. the following day she goes to hawkins library to borrow the book, only to discover there are multiple in the series. a little overwhelmed, because while they’re not big books by any means, all of them combined is still daunting. nevertheless, she takes out the book and gets through it very slowly, but ever surely. peter is her favourite character, and the quote: peter did not feel very brave; indeed, he felt he was going to be sick. but that made no difference to what he had to do, sticks with her forever. because if a young, magnificent king could overcome his fears and commit to his responsibilities, and come out stronger than ever, then so could jane!
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Susan and Lucy have definitely done that thing where two girls braid their different-colored hair together in one braid tho
Peter had to be called in to undo it and separate them. Edmund chuckled in the background.
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the pevensies were pretty much orphans the second they stepped foot into the wardrobe. with no family around but each other till they were fully grown individuals when they returned, peter and susan had to look out for each other while raising edmund, and specially lucy, at the same time. and it wasn't like when they were at home and their responsibility was to only watch over the two whenever mum and dad weren't around, no. peter and susan RAISED her. they had to be big siblings just as well as they had to be parents for her. that isn't the sort of bond, of attachment that wears out easily, if ever. growing up, what lucy felt for them was a level of trust, neediness and dependency that a child can only feel for a parent. when she was scared, only they could soothe her worries. when she was hurt, it was only their comfort that she craved. and traces of both of them can be found in her, as they were such a significant part of her upbringing. the way she delicately tilts her head to the side as a way to move her hair out of her eyes, like susan. she grew up reading anything and everything susan recommended to her, they shared the same taste in art, literature and sometimes, even music. every other time, they could be spotted wearing somewhat matching dresses ( whether it was in the color scheme or pattern ), and similar hairstyles. when lucy smiles, she smiles with her eyes, just like susan used to do in the golden age.
but lucy in a battlefield is peter through and through. swift and precise movements that she picked up from him when he taught her how to be the last one standing, if she ever needed to be. when she speaks, wise and mighty, it is his tone that their subjects hear in her voice, and lucy never has to say anything twice. whenever one wasn't feeling very brave, the other was always there to pick them up. they relied on each other for strength, for advice, for faith. lucy feels as though peter is an extension of her very soul, looking into his eyes is like looking into a mirror and staring at her own reflexion.
they raised her. and when the four are forced back into the wardrobe, back to a world and parents lucy does not remember, it is so terribly noticeable that she does not recognize helen as mother and authority figure any longer. she's a grown woman now, stuck into the body of an eight year old, and even the way she sees peter and susan changes. from big siblings to parents back to siblings. edmund might be, perhaps, the one who feels the most similar then. it's why she sticks by him the most until they're back in narnia and. . . they are oh so complicated.
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What d'you reckon? Would the kings and queens have lain wide awake all night, after they were thrown back into England and all the maturity shaken out of them in an instant and one bone-jarring fall? Would they have tested their new size again carefully, trying to remember what was important to them a lifetime ago? Would they have hidden in the wardrobe again for hours before they ever came out, because they couldn't trust their bodies again? Would they have slept at last, tired tearstained faces close to each other, and dreamed vivid dreams of the life they used to know? What d'you reckon? Would they have come out unscathed? I don't think so.
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