#super narnians

[dragonpyre]

Narnia sequel series that takes place in the present day (in our world) and the kids are super creeped out by the Narnians treating them as messiahs

[readingfairytalesagain]

I only ever hear headcanons about Susan (and Lucy, when she's older) having lots of suitors and Peter practically beating them off with a stick, which are great, I love a protective big brother, but what about Edmund? seriously. teenage girls love him here, can you imagine how narnians would react? they'd be attracted to him like flies to honey. and not just because they find him charming, but because they sense Aslan's work in him. the Just King radiates with His power, His forgiveness, His love, and he acts like it.

Peter would have an aneurysm. he'd be far more focused on the women who were trying to court Edmund. that's his little brother, stop looking at him like that, he's a child! meanwhile 19 yo Edmund is just like :))

I need to go on a search for more protective brothers fics lol

anyway, messy golden age Edmund sketch that I might hate in the morning, but I had a vision that i needed to get out of my head before I go to sleep (please ignore just how messy it is. I know. i'm lazy)

btw this started because I was thinking about how Edmund was probably a super lanky, gangly teen, but then as I was going through screenshots on pinterest I was reading some comments and realized just how many teenage girls(including myself lol) have or had a crush on him

ps, incest shippers dni, I will block you so fast:)

[minamorris1857]

(Narnia, Dawn Treader spoilers alert!) One of the only complaints about the CoN I have is the lack of epilogue type of content in TVotDT. There’s just so much more that Lewis could’ve given us at the end. Things I wish he’d expanded on:

1. What happened to Caspian? Like, he obviously lives out his life in Narnia as king, but immediately after. What did Aslan say to him? Was there a conversation, or did Caspian turn to find himself alone completely? And did Aslan send him back to the ship magically? Or, the much more probable and heartbreaking option, did he row himself back completely alone? How miserable would that have been, to have gone with your brother and sister, this boy you are just getting to know and love, and one of your most devoted soldiers and friends, only to have gone back alone? The Pevensies are always having to leave, but what about Caspian getting left behind?

2. How did Aunt Alberta and Uncle Harold respond to the change in their son? Are they horrified by the change in such a short time, indifferent, or pleased? It seems like they’re both super indulgent with their son, so are they okay with him becoming a Narnian, or does it disturb them how similar he now is to his cousins.

3. How did Peter (and maybe Susan) respond to Eustace going to Narnia. I’d like to think that Peter and Eustace are both nervous to see each other, but they just immediately click and Lucy is like “is this what it feels like to not be the favorite” and Edmund is like “screw you, but yes”.

4. Do Lucy and Edmund teach Eustace all about Narnia, or just kind of tell him as he asks? Like, do they sit down and just have a Narnia lesson with language, history, geography, etc., or does Eustace one day just ask questions like “wait there’s a Narnian language??” (Because you know he wouldn’t have been paying attention to background noises and everyone would’ve talked to him in English to be nice) or “wait wait wait the first king was a cabby??”

5. Does Eustace still like entomology and ask tons of questions about bugs and stuff in Narnia, or is he ashamed of himself and the frames of dead insects on his desk. (I know he wouldn’t kill any more bugs, but would he avoid the subject all the the time?)

6. What was Ed and Lucy leaving like? Did they make plans to see each other soon, were there a ton of tears and choked up hugs?

Idk, I love the book how it is, but I wish there was more shown on the new sibling/cousin dynamic between Ed, Lucy, and Eustace and how the whole trip affected everyone.

[tending-the-hearth]

I feel there is not enough Jill Pole content on this website. Do you have any thoughts or headcanons you'd like to share about her?

ughhhhh i'm SO sad about the fact that she's not a character i'm super familiar with 😭😭😭

honestly my main hc about her is that Eustace and Jill, post-Silver Chair, end up getting even closer with the Pevensie siblings. Eustace was already close with Edmund and Lucy, but their second adventure really sealed the deal.

I think Jill, Lucy, and Susan, were very tight knit with each other before the train accident, and they were very close friends. Jill gets taken in by Diggory and Polly, and because of this, Jill is basically the best Narnian historian out of the group.

[dancingdryads]

Narnia Fic Recs-After the Return

I’m starting a short fic rec series to spread some love for Narnia authors, they aren’t in any sort of order other than the really long ones are on the bottom.

A lot of these stories are on ff.net which I know is a pain of a site to use, however, I sorted through a lot of Narnia fics to find these and I think they deserve some love. I did check if anything was on ao3 and put that link instead if I could find it. Please give these authors some love, kudos, favorites, comments, etc. They’re all great and it’s always fun to find older fics!

If y’all have any fic recs you can send them my way, or if you know if any of these authors are on tumblr let me know. I’ll be releasing more rec lists sorted roughly by era so look out for those under #lillys fic recs

Children Do Grow Up by Francienyc

Rated K+, 3k words

This one is short and sweet, based on the Pevensie’s mom and a friend reflecting on how different the siblings are. 

Disarmed by Aebhel

Rated K+, 1k words

The classic outsider POV witnessing Edmund’s unusual sword skills (and Peter’s too).

Seriously by ValkyrieVeela

Rated K, 2k words

Another fic with Peter and Edmund showing off their sword skills to confused peers/teachers. 

Homecoming by Crimson White

Rated K, 1.5k words

Outsider POV of Helen Pevensie reconnecting with Edmund right when they get home, very cute. 

A Good Day by Masterarcher

Rated K, 4k words

Another fic showing how unique the Pevensies are, this time at a Ren Faire, a bit of showing off with archery and sword fighting, fairly lighthearted. 

Slip Ups by Aytheria

Rated K+, 22.5k words

The Pevensies make mistakes where they show their true selves/skills a bit too much and people notice of course. Most of the chapters are focused on a single sibling before combining them. A lot is set at school and it’s great.

once a king or queen of narnia, always a king or queen by drigewithoutmusic (@ink-splotch)

Rated G, 12k words, 7 works

A lot of introspection about the Pevensies after leaving Narnia, largely focused on Susan. 

National Service by @burntcopper

Not really rated overall, but I’d say T-M, 63.5k words, 7 works

An interesting series really diving into how people see the Pevensies, specifically in a war context as Peter and Edmund join up with the military. More of a otherworldly vibe to the Pevensies as people don’t understand how a couple of kids can be so brutal, charasmatic, and efficient. Little bit of shipping of Edmund in the last works, but not really the focus. The last major story so far is a crossover with Torchwood which is super fun and really brings Susan and Lucy to the forefront. 

Stone Gryphon by @rthstewart

Rated G-T, 604.5k words, 17 works (Don’t let the size freak you out, the stories need to be read mostly in order but each plot wraps up in the individual work)

This one has really fun characterization and world building. It’s set after the Pevensies come back the second time, and while it’s set in England, there are lots of flash backs and descriptions of the Golden Age. The world building is unique in the characterization of talking animals and the focus on how the talking animals are similar to actual animals while still being thinking beings. The siblings are split up, Peter makes friends with the professor’s friends and is preparing for college, while Susan starts helping with the war effort. She keeps Edmund abreast of the war through a Narnian code, similar to how they worked as joint spy masters in Narnia. 

Be aware there is some shipping of the Pevensies with OC’s especially as you get further and acknowledgement of them as adults because they were adults in Narnia. I’m not sure if I actually finished it, but I still think about it frequently because of how intriguing the world building is and how interesting it is to see Susan and Edmund helping with a human war. Definitely worth checking out. 

[eddiemunsonsmiddlefingers]

Salting about Narnia time.

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Everyone talks about the Christian allegory in Narnia, but what I'm noticing in my latest reread with my son is the colonialism and racism and sexism. It's every-fucking-where.

Glorification of the monarchy and massive amounts of treasure. Claiming islands for Narnia after exploring them for all of 12 hours. Loving loyalty to Caspian because he's the king when he's actually kind of a selfish dick? The fucking BLACKFACE in Last Battle, not to mention the connotations of an ape being in cahoots with Tash. Speaking of Tash, he's depicted as wicked and mean and oh yeah he's the god of the only explicitly non-white country in the Narnian world. While we're on the topic, how about that country being named "Calormen," hm? Can't possibly be a play on words, now could it? Nah, never. Interesting that they're also the only country in that world that condones slavery, and the super white eurocentric Narnians are like lol no that's bad :| ...No irony to be see here, ey.

The girls get bows or knives but barely use them, and are often sent off to do something else while the fighting is happening (or in Jill's case, she just sits down and watches). The judgment of feminism and new ways of thinking, especially in Dawn Treader and Silver Chair, is exhausting. Caspian's wife / Rilian's mother is the daughter of a God damn STAR and we are never once told her name. The witch that traps Rilian is similarly nameless. The White Witch only got a name after the Magician's Nephew was published (edit: actually I might be wrong about this one; Aslan may have named her when they met at the Stone Table...but even so, that's at the end of the book). Susan is vapid, Polly is cross, Jill is singularly unlikable, and the "first queen" of Narnia got one line of dialogue (after she was surprise yeeted from her normal life) establishing her as a dutiful, good-natured wife. Mrs Beaver's entire personality is based around trying to solve domestic problems and being teased for it even though what she's doing is actually really important. Basically what I'm saying is the women in these books either have no identity, no personality, or a bad personality, with the exception of Lucy who is perfect in every way to the point that that is ALSO exhausting.

I get these books are a product of their time, but...yikes. I'm glad I'm almost done.

[taleweaver-ramblings]

Narnia edition! Lucy, Edmund, Susan, Peter, Mr. Tumnus, Aslan, Reepicheep, Puddleglum, Eustace Scrubb, and Jill Pole!

Oooh themed set! That said, I can tell you already that the inclusion of Aslan in here is making this very very hard.

Marry: This is a super difficult choice, debating between Peter and Edmund, but we're going with Peter, because I think he and I have a very similar outlook on life and would work a little better together.

Drink tea with: The excellence of tea at Mr. Tumnus's house is a literal PLOT POINT; who else could I pick?

Party with: Lucy! Because she is a ray of sunshine and also probably knows all the best Narnian celebrations.

Kiss: Reepicheep, on the head or paw, in the purely platonic way of a lady greeting a knight.

Go out on a date with: Edmund, because I'm not marrying him.

Push down the stairs: I have ended up with Jill Pole here by process of elimination; we're assuming it was an accident.

Slap: Eustace Scrubb, pre-dragoning, and he definitely deserved it.

Invade the dreams of: Puddleglum; I want to know what a marsh-wiggle dreams about.

Take a nap with: Aslan; there is NO OTHER good answer. I don't nap, but if I had a chance to nap by Aslan's side? I will pretend to sleep if necessary.

Rob: Susan (in the sense of borrowing her stuff and then apologizing when I bring the thing back).

Send me 10 characters and I'll tell you what I'd do with them!

[riallasheng]

Fun facts:

Humans are non-native to Narnia. All the human races / cultures in the world of Narnia came from Earth and got stuck at some point in the past. We find out about this in Prince Caspian (it's why Aslan is able to send the defeated human enemies to Earth) and it's hinted at / kinda re-established a few other times, most notably in Horse and His Boy

Aslan IS God, and he sang the world of Narnia into existance - that is the 'old magic' that is referred to in LW&tW.

A chunk of the reason Jadis hates Narnia so much is that due to the nature of this world and the beings in it... she never became as powerful as she was on her original world. She never conquered the whole world, basically only Narnia - which is actually a small country, and she couldn't manage the 'nuclear winter' level of winter time she did there either - Narnians could still live and survive in this winter. She also HATED Earth because she was no where near as powerful there as she was in her home dimension OR Narnia. Like she was still super tall and super strong but her magic got NERFED

Susan is probably the closest Lewis got to a self-insert. She was very concerned about logic and reason and the like, and leaves 'the faith' for a while and is obsessed with appearance and romantic relations - becoming distant to family - and so on. Which is why it really isn't a question of 'will Susan believe again'. Of course she will. Because Lewis did and Susan was following his life-path

(I love these books, y'all XD

narnia has actually way too many completely devastating concepts in it that are not explored At All

[come-along-pond]

Just be really careful you don't know these people really. People can be anything online. You strike me as young and naive (respectfully). These people might be nice but when they're being super nice it's usually for a reason like grooming for sexual favours. It's a bit strange for adults to suddenly hone in on someone innocently making a Narnian character and be all over them giving them edits etc. It's like your youthful innocence is turning them on. Please be careful ffs

Don’t worry, i’m not cheap enough to be turned by Narnia oc gifts.

You’re so right I am young and naive (respectfully) and thus will believe everything a random person has said to me without even a url.

But in all seriousness, this DOES happen, I am not discrediting that. But due to the hate campaigns sent by anons, anything sent like this over an ask, is going to be tainted by that. If this is genuine, I appreciate the concern, but you have to understand why i’m sceptical.

I’m sure everyone who made me a gift will be happy to know that if they ever ask for sexual favours, they will be BLOCKED, and REPORTED.

Although VERY unlikely. Like near impossible unlikely. Like so slim I’d cry seeing it on a calculator due to the amount of zeros.

[caspianxth]

beautiful icon so great job bestie, also, NEVER apologize to me for talking about King Caspian, I think he was my first tv crush when I was like 6, absolutely knocking Peter out the number one spot, like he was truly the best king to ever live (no shade to Peter and Edmund, even if Edmund, well you know). Actually I just got an intense urge to rewatch it now, so I thank you for reminding me, although I'm not sure if I'm in the mood for crying (as one does at the end) but we'll just have to find out won't we

see I do gotta disagree edmund had such a good character arc, a traitor who could mend!!!!! the just king!!!!!!! I love edmund so much but caspian is my top narnian king for sure. my mutual mal (@maliagf) has a super sick would've could've should've edit for him (all her narnia edits SLAP), and a sick it's time to go edit w him as well lemme find and reblog them for u!! they're so so so good mal does Not mess around w her narnia edits. u should def rewatch them it's sad but it's so so so good!!! dawn treader is so so fun <3

[elykrindon]

On the topic of the White Witch, the moviemakers wanted to portray the Witch with her whole silhouette and home as displays and metaphor or her power, because she's self proclaimed queen, she's not human and therefore has no right to the Narnian throne so she made her own, and as her crown, dress and castle melts, it shows how strong Aslan's power is, how he can make it "January to May" in just few hours. The movie also touches on political metaphors of WWII with the witch being a allegorical Hitler (as much as she was already an allegorical Satan) where she is portrayed as being more of an Aryan race and has the Narnians be on the lookout for humans.

The behind the scenes for the White Witch here:

A youtuber analyzing the costume design of the white witch even caught an interesting detail. The animals that she wore throughout the film is reminiscent of a dialogue in the books:

Sleigh scenes - Rabbit Fur

Castle Scenes - Arctic Fox Fur

Camp Scene - Badger Fur

Sacrifice Scene - Black Rooster

[Peter said:]"Did you see those mountains as we came along? And the woods? There might be eagles. There might be stags. There'll be hawks." "Badgers!" said Lucy. "Foxes!" said Edmund. "Rabbits!" said Susan.

from LWW, Ch1

The animals represent the Pevensies and their personality, and the respective counterpart animals that Jadis wore symbolizes her goal to rid Narnia of these 4 threats to her rule.

Every rewatch of The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe I pick up on new things.

The second sword the Witch fights Peter with is Edmund's.

In the train station scene there's a man's voice in the background saying, 'Hold onto your brother's hand, and don't let him go. I love you!'

I love how they made the Witch's throne of ice, because ice can melt, but the throne Edmund is given by Aslan is made of stone. Feels like a 'house on sand vs house on rock' allusion.

I get goosebumps EVERY TIME Lucy enters the room with the wardrobe and the swing song cuts out into a ringing hush, and then when the cloth comes billowing down, the music swells, and it's one of my favourite little moments.

I also love how the camera angles show Lucy's face, and her wonder, before you, the viewer, see the wardrobe.

Susan is so so sweet to Lucy when they find Mr. Tumnus in the Witch's house, the way she holds her little sister close, and kisses her hair.

I think it's brilliant how terribly tall the Witch feels at first, particularly in her house, when she's standing over Edmund. She feels enormous.

And of course the costume changes, how her crown melts down, and her dress gets smaller and greyer, till it's almost black at the Stone Table, and then in the battle she's wearing a complete chainmail dress (very cool btw), like all her ice has melted down to stone, like she was really just a knife blade under all those frozen layers the whole time.

How the music dies out right before the first clash of the armies, so all you can hear is Peter’s heartbeat, and then again after Edmund gets stabbed by the Witch, but that time it's only Ed’s breathing you can hear.

This turned into me just raving about this movie in general, but it totally deserves it.

[rosesnvines]

The Minotaur

Dawn came all bright and glorious the next morning, rousing everyone from their beds. Lucy merely groaned and rolled over, though her eyes were open so as not to knock off the little lion sleeping on her decorative pillow. She watched him sleep as she mulled over the conversation and events of the day before. To summarize, Hades had chosen her and two others to be superheroes! What fun! And the little lion that slept by her side, the Nemean Lion, as she found out, was the only way she could turn into a superhero. All she had to say was, Nemea, power up and the invincible hide of the lion would cover her in a super suit. Almost like Hercules! Except, she was a girl and Hercules was a guy, but Nemea told her that he liked her way better than Hercules already. She rubbed the Nemean Lion’s tummy, causing him to purr happily, while she thought to their conversation the day before. She learned that, besides the invincible coat, she could extend the claws on her gloves and even turn them into knives that could cut into anything; she could create illusions; she had enhanced speed, strength, and endurance; a super sonic roar that could push anything backwards; she could even create a magical shield, which she had done to protect herself and Ghost Hound from the Hydra’s flame; and her special power, which was basically to create a more detailed illusion showcasing whatever the monster wanted to see. She wondered if she’d in fact ever need to use that power, seeing as how Ghost Hound alone needed his powers to revert the monsters back into stones. She and Firebird were only needed to make sure that Ghost Hound was able to turn the monsters into stones and deliver them to Hades. Still, it felt good to be able to help. It gave her something to do to help the Narnians until she and her siblings became old enough to inherit the throne. Well, primarily Lucy had to be old enough for them to inherit the throne, but the four of them were really close in age, so it wouldn’t be long before they would ascend to the throne.

A soft knock was rapped on her door followed by her sister’s voice, “Come on Lucy, it’s time to get up. Mother and Father will be here soon.”

“Right! I’ll be out in a minute!” Lucy called back. She bounced out of bed and dressed quickly, softly explaining to Nemea what was going on as her movement had woken him.

“Will there be breakfast?” mumbled Nemea as he rolled over with a yawn.

“Only if you hurry it up and get those lazy bones out of bed,” teased Lucy.

“OK, OK, I’m up, I’m up.” Nemea took a couple of steps forward on the bed before plopping down again. “Nope, too tired.” His stomach growled. “And I’m hungry too.” Lucy merely chuckled as she walked back to the bed.

“Oh, come on, hop into my pocket. I’ll try and get you something to eat. But you have to be very quiet.”

“I’m so tired, I don’t think I could even snore.”

“Well, you were just a few minutes ago.”

“I was?”

“Yup, but I don’t think it was loud enough for anyone else to hear.”

“Oh good. Don’t scare me like that.” Lucy merely snickered before closing the pocket flap and leaving her room.

“There you are. What took you so long? Mom and Dad are practically here!” Susan berated her.

“Sorry, Susan, I had completely forgotten that I had already gotten my clothes set up the night before and was looking for them in the drawers.”

Susan sighed, “Of course, go figure. Well, go brush your teeth at least, breakfast will be ready in a minute, and Mom and Dad will be here any second.”

“Right!” Lucy dashed off into the bathroom and quickly brushed her teeth. She rushed right back out, right as a car pulled into the driveway.

“Mom, Dad!” she called out as she rushed outside to greet her parents, followed by her siblings.

“Hello! How are you doing?” Mrs. Pevensie hugged each of her children.

“Since last week? Not bad,” quipped Edmund as he gave his mother a hug.

“Not bad? What about that report last night of a monster and superheroes arriving to save the day?” asked their father as he led the way back into the cottage.

“Oh, that, yeah, um, we’re still fine, thanks to those superheroes,” replied Edmund.

Peter chuckled before taking up the narrative, “No, we don’t know who’s behind the masks, but two of them, Lioness and Firebird, explained that Gaia was trying to take over Narnia by combining monsters with her gems to make them more powerful. Hades was the one who found out, and, with Hephaestus’ help, created the gems that gave the superheroes the power to defeat the monsters and hand them over to Hades for safe-keeping.” The family proceeded to sit around the table as Mrs. Pevensie helped Susan serve breakfast.

“Wasn’t there a third one?” asked Mr. Pevensie.

“Yes sir, Ghost Hound they said his name was, he was bringing the stone right away to Hades and had asked them to check to make sure that everybody was alright,” replied Peter. Lucy began picking at her food to prevent anyone noticing her sneaking food to Nemea. Was it the right thing to say? Ghost Hound hadn’t really asked them to per se, that was just what she had said to help put Ghost Hound in a better light to those who had seen him, and were wondering whether he was really a member of the team or not. Lucy also hoped to establish the fact that Ghost Hound was basically the leader of the group since, as Nemea had put it, Cerberus knew more about the whole situation. And yes, Cerberus was the three-headed guardian of Hades’ gates, but he was still a dog, and probably so much cuter than how many described him.

“And Firebird was openly flirting with Susan,” quipped Edmund.

“Ed!” hissed Susan.

Mr. Pevensie’s eyebrow went up as he glanced at his eldest daughter and asked, “So, does this Firebird seem like an excellent character?”

“You mean, besides his quips that reminded us of Edmund? So far so good,” replied Peter with a shrug of his shoulders.

“Which is funny, because he really reminds me of Leo Valdez, and I know Susan doesn’t care too much for Leo . . . man, wouldn’t it be really funny if the only difference was the mask,” quipped Edmund. He shot a glance at Susan, but she clearly caught on to what he was indicating, and refused to look at him to either deny or confirm his idea. Lucy shook her head, everyone knew that, though Leo flirted with every pretty girl who crossed his path, he always seemed to care the most for Susan. And who couldn’t? She was clearly one of the most beautiful girls in all of Narnia, and as a son of Hephaestus, Leo had an eye for beauty. Not to say that Lucy didn’t get caught with some of his corny one-liners, or anyone else for that matter, but Leo seemed to save the special ones for Susan in particular. And Edmund, of course, being practically his best friend along with Prince Corin of Archenland, tried his best to help his sister come to love the mischievous imp. It was a slow progress, but Lucy had noticed that Susan was warming up to him. And now with Firebird, well, if Lucy could find out that he was in fact Leo Valdez, she wouldn’t try to stop him as Lioness. But if it wasn’t, well, she just hoped that she wouldn’t have to use brute force with him. But now that Edmund had mentioned the similarities, Lucy was beginning to think that Firebird was in fact Leo Valdez. But then, who was Ghost Hound?

“Well, it’s good to know that at least Hades has our best interests at heart. I hope the Hydra didn’t mess with your Michaelmas celebrations.”

“Oh, if anything, it made it more fun!” replied Susan with a big grin. The others quickly chorused an affirmation, big smiles lighting up their faces.

“Oh my, now this, I have to hear,” quipped their father as he sat back in his chair with his arms folded and a big smile on his face. The children shot each other big grins before delving into the whole tale. Lucy stayed out as much as possible during the time she had been Lioness, mostly easy considering Peter had just about locked her in the safest room at the barracks, often nicknamed the panic room. Thankfully, he hadn’t actually locked her in, otherwise, she wouldn’t have been able to save Ghost Hound as Lioness.

“Oh, and we did get to meet Nico di Angelo, the son of Hades,” blurted Lucy.

“Hazel’s half-brother, right?” asked their mother. They had met Hazel before, but not her reclusive half-brother. The children nodded.

“He’s really not all that bad, mainly quiet. I think that’s mainly because so many others despise him merely because he’s the son of Hades. We watched as he pretty much made the rounds, trying to get people to talk to him,” explained Peter.

“We sent Lucy to fetch him to our table when he just about gave up trying to find anyone to talk to,” continued Edmund.

“Did they have any problems with him besides being the son of Hades?” asked their father.

The children shook their heads as Susan replied, “Well besides looking scary, they never really gave him a chance to open up to anyone. He really didn’t open up much to us either, but, he seemed quite content to be just finally included in something.”

“Is he really that scary-looking?” asked their mother.

“Oh, no more than a lion, and I think he became less scary the more we opened up to him,” blurted Lucy. “I think he was enjoying himself for the first time in years.”

“Oh, how horrible!” exclaimed Mrs. Pevensie.

“Well done! You made someone lonely feel wanted and cared for. Good job, all of you!”

“Thanks dad!” they chorused.

“Should we tell them, Frank?”

Mr. Pevensie merely smiled and replied with, “How about we show them?”

“Show us what?” asked everyone excitedly.

“Come with us, and you’ll find out.” That was all they could get out of their parents. With their curiosity aroused, they piled into the car and began the two hour trek to the seashore. Meanwhile , the children continued to give all they could recall learning about Nico di Angelo.

Mr. Pevensie surprised them with a question, “Do you think he would make a good advisor?”

“Dad?”

“As in, someone you can trust to give sound advice and wise judgment when you need it.”

“I think so. I mean, we haven’t asked him to advise us on anything, or judge anything, but I observed him as much as he observed us. He’s not stupid and he notices more than what others give him credit for. Though, now that you mention it, I would like to discuss a couple of battle strategies with him. Perhaps being a son of Hades, he might know a thing or two that could help turn a battle,” pondered Edmund.

“Compared to, say, Ares or Athena?” asked Susan.

“Well, they do have some good strategies, well, Ares has a few questionable ones, but, since Hades is the ruler of the underworld and all, he might have a few tips that only a child of HAdes could obtain.”

“Don’t make it the first thing you talk to him about.”

“I know, I know. We could probably connect over making fun of the school snobs.”

“Edmund!” berated his mother.

“Sorry,” he mumbled.

“Learn about his interests, and go from there,” suggested their father.

“Yes sir.”

“Oh look, there it is!” exclaimed their mother.

“What is?” asked Lucy as the children all attempted to press against the right-side window.

“Ow! You pulled my hair!”

“Get off of me!”

“Hey! Stop pushing, will you?”

“Will you quit that? I’m not a jungle gym!”

“Everybody, sit down!” The four quickly sat down, a couple of hands still pinching at each other. “Give us a minute and you can get out to take a look for yourself.”

“Though you can see a bit of it through the front window,” added their mother.

“Wait a second, is that a castle?” blurted Edmund.

“Is that, our castle?” asked Peter.

Mr. Pevensie shot them a grin in the rearview mirror before replying with, “You got it. That’s Cair Paravel, just about fully restored. It should be completed by your coronation.”

“It looks magnificent!” exclaimed Susan.

“Wait until you see the rest of it,” blurted Mrs. Pevensie.

“Ooh! I can’t wait!” squealed Lucy.

“Well we can’t wait to show you!” said Mrs. Pevensie. In a couple of minutes, Mr. Pevensie had parked the car and everyone practically dove out of the car to get a good look at the progress on Cair Paravel.

“Whoa,” they all gasped. The sight was certainly breathtaking with the castle overlooking the sea.

“And to think that, long long ago, four kings and queens actually used to sit here,” muttered Edmund.

“Exactly, one of whom your brother was named after,” remarked Mr. Pevensie, indicating Peter.

“Yes, Ann, Martin, Rose, and Peter,” rattled off Lucy.

“Well, thank you for not naming us all after them,” quipped Edmund.

Mr. Pevensie laughed, “Now, now, we didn’t know we were going to have just four. Once Lucy was born, we had considered it for future children, but, well, you know your mother can’t have any more children.”

“Which is so sad. I wish I could have some younger siblings,” stated Lucy.

“I know, dear, but, you do have the rest of the country because, in a way, I am their mother as well.”

“But in a few years, that will be Susan and I, and the girls Peter and Edmund marry.”

“That is true, but for now, be their sister,” said Mrs. Pevensie as she hugged her youngest. The family got a quick tour of the first floor of Cair Paravel, the overseer not wanting anything to happen to the royal family. Once the tour was over, the family made the two hour drive back to Imiaimos, the entire time chatting away about how grand Cair Paravel was going to look once finished. As they got closer, a certain dread seemed to fill them, but only Lucy knew immediately what it meant, another monster had arrived.

“Hey, um, I think this same feeling came over me yesterday before the Hydra arrived,” quipped Edmund. His siblings echoed that the same had happened to them.

“Then that must mean that another monster has arrived. Let’s go see if we can help,” said Mr. Pevensie as the car was pulling into town.

“Are you sure that’s a good idea, Frank?” “They need us right now, Helen. Besides, if we can do anything to allow our superheroes to handle this monster without worrying about the safety of civilians, then that’s something, right?”

“I suppose so,” said Mrs. Pevensie, though she wasn’t too certain. Lucy, however, was itching to get out of the car so she could a hidden spot, become Lioness, and help her team. She had to make sure that the two of them were alright, especially Ghost Hound, he was the most important part. He alone could turn the monsters back into stones. Was Firebird looking after him effectively? She had to get out there, Nemea was the only one who could cut through anything and could shield them from the worst attacks. Thankfully, it didn’t take long before they came across people running from the monster.

“Everyone out! We need to get these people to the barracks!” called out Mr. Pevensie as he brought the car to a stop. Lucy tried desperately to think of some reason to get away from her family to turn into Lioness. Oh why couldn’t she tell them? Nemea said that no one could know, but it was hard having to keep secrets from her family. Aslan, help me, she thought desperately. A thought hit her to run towards the incoming crowd. She acted on instinct and rushed forward. In a matter of minutes, she was lost within the crowd and quickly took her chance to get to a secluded spot.

“Let’s do this! Nemea, power up!” The little ion flew out of her pocket and into the sunstone set in her barrette. The changes happened instantaneously, and Lucy was soon dressed in a leonide suit with the lion’s mane for a hood. She bounded off in search of her team, and it didn’t take long for her to find them. They were moving the monster away from the crowd, but this monster was proving to be rather difficult. Lucy gasped when she paused long enough to get a good look at the monster. It was a minotaur! And it was covered in dark armour! She slowed down her approach, yes, the original minotaur was a horrible monster, but, minotaurs in Narnia had become some of its greatest citizens. Even now, some were helping get the crowds to safety. One approached Lucy when he noticed her stop.

“Lioness, I appreciate knowing that you among so many see us now as friends and family, but please, help your team take out this minotaur. That is the original minotaur and was no doubt sent by Gaia to raise tension between our races. We may be descended from him, but we do not believe as he does. So please, for the love of Aslan, help your team destroy him!”

Lucy glanced at him, determination in her eyes as she nodded and said, “I will.” She took off, reaching Ghost Hound’s side right before the minotaur attacked and blocked the attack with her shield.

“What took you so long?” shouted Ghost Hound, relief evident in his voice at seeing her.

“Sorry, got caught up in crowd control. The royal family is helping get people to safety!”

“Say what?” Lioness nodded at Ghost Hound’s surprised expression. “All the more reason to take this beast down.”

“Right. Where’s the stone located?”

“Hey! No fair!” shouted Firebird as he went sailing over their heads and slammed into a tree.

“It’s on his chest, but be careful, he’s fast.”

“Well then, I guess it’s time for Nemea to show me just how good he is,” said Lucy with a wink. She pulled out a couple of the claws, the two turning into knives the instant they left her paw-like gloves, and rushed towards the minotaur. The minotaur bellowed as he rushed into her attack.

“Lioness, what are you doing? Stop!” called out Ghost Hound. But Lucy just kept on going, though she could tell that Ghost Hound and Firebird were following behind her. They were going to be a while, so she had to work fast, and work fast she did. She could hear Nemea’s voice suggesting a few moves, and she acted on them. She dove under the minotaur’s legs, came up quickly behind him, and thrust a dagger into his side. The minotaur bellowed in rage and pain as he swung out his arm to knock her over, but she ducked and thrust the other knife into his chest armour, cracking it. She jumped out of the way as his big hands came down on her, barely missing her by inches.

“Hey, Lioness, wait!” The sound of Firebird’s voice indicated that the two were coming up quick, but Lucy didn’t wait. She pulled out another claw and sent it flying into the crack. There was a silent pause as the minotaur’s armour cracked open and fell off him.

“Ghost Hound, now!” Lucy kept her eyes on the minotaur as Ghost Hound practically flew by her and brought his glowing scythes down on the minotaur’s chest. It screamed as it melted away into a stone.

“Wow, that was awesome, Lioness!” exclaimed Firebird as he raised his hand for a high five. Lucy gave it to him, big grins on their faces.

“Thanks!”

“Where did you learn to throw knives like that?”

“Oh, I’ve been practising,” replied Lucy with a shrug.

“Nice! Hey, Ghost Hound, aren’t you going to thank her, praise her, or something? She did just save our necks back there.”

“Uh, yeah, good job,” mumbled Ghost Hound as he offered his hand. Lucy shook it, but she began to wonder if there was something else.

“Something on your mind?” she asked. Ghost Hound let out a sigh, she hit the bull’s eye.

“Hades said we shouldn’t reveal our identities to each other, not yet. He thinks we should work on being able to keep our own identities hidden before learning each other’s.”

“Oh, OK.”

“Sounds reasonable.”

“Is that what’s been bothering you this entire time,” asked Lucy when she noticed Ghost Hound’s surprised expression.

“Well, I mean . . .”

“What? You said we could at a later time, that’s not a never, man,” remarked Firebird.

Ghost Hound seemed to relax a lot as he said with a smile, “That’s true. I guess I just overthink things, especially things like this because you were really wanting to do it.”

“Well of course we really want to do it! But we understand what Hades is trying to get at. I am finding it rather hard to keep my identity a secret,” stated Lucy.

“Same goes for me,” remarked Firebird.

“Well, I’m glad you understand. Oh, I should get this to Hades, and you should check on the royal family!”

“Say what?” exclaimed Firebird.

“Yeah, Lioness told me that the royal family was helping with the evacuation.”

Firebird glanced at Lioness for confirmation, “Really?”

Lucy nodded as she replied with, “Yes, I saw them before I came over.”

“Then yeah, we’ll go check on them!”

“You go ahead, Nemea is telling me he’s exhausted and hungry, I’d better find the little guy some food.”

Ghost Hound nodded, “Good idea, the both of you deserve it. Good work today, team.”

“Yeah, for our second time at this, we’re pretty good!” grinned Firebird.

“Yeah, well, there was one other thing that was worrying me . . .” began Ghost HOund. He let out a sigh before continuing, “Hades says it’s only going to get worse.”

“Oh.”

“But he told me that Hephaestus is making more to help us when the time comes.”

“Wait, Hephaestus made these?” asked Firebird.

“Um, yeah, the two are clearly working together for our benefit.”

“Wow,” Firebird softly muttered.

“Well, now that we’ve got that cleared up, shall we part ways now? I can practically hear Nemea’s stomach.”

“Oh, right, sorry Lioness, yes. I’ll bring this to Hades.”

“And I’m off to check on the royal family,” blurted Firebird before taking to the skies. In the next second, Lucy was racing back to the barracks, ducking behind a tree for Nemea to change her back into her regular clothes.

“Oh, please hurry and find me some food. I am so hungry!” moaned Nemea.

“I will, but first, I have to get back to my family before Firebird gets to them!” It didn’t take long for her to find them, the all-clear had been given and people were filing out of the barracks.

“Lucy! Where have you been? Don’t ever run off on us like that again!” exclaimed her mother as she wrapped Lucy in a bear hug.

“I’m sorry, mom, but I wanted to see the superheroes in action. They were so amazing!”

“Well, now that your curiosity has been quenched, I hope, you won’t run out on us again,” stated her father. Lucy bit her lip, that was something she couldn’t fully promise.

“I’ll, I’ll do my best, sir,” she finally said. Her father seemed satisfied with the answer and gave her a hug.

“Oh good, you’re alright!” Everyone glanced up as Firebird landed gracefully. “Lioness saw you on her way to help us, and we got worried about you, so, I came to check on you.”

“What about Ghost Hound and Lioness?” asked Peter.

“Ghost Hound is taking the monster to Hades, and Lioness had used all of her power to defeat the minotaur, so she went home to recharge,” replied Firebird.

“That was kind of you to come and check on us,” remarked Mrs. Pevensie.

“And I know this is only the second time you guys have defeated a monster, but is Ghost Hound going to always avoid talking to us by using the excuse to get the stones to Hades?” asked Edmund.

Firebird shrugged, “I don’t know, but if this happens again next time, Lioness and I will have a word with him.” He then turned to Susan and bowed. “Is there anything else you require of me, your highness?”

Susan stifled a giggle before replying with, “Nothing for now, thank you.”

“If there’s ever anything, don’t hesitate to ask.” He took her hand and pressed it to his lips before shooting her a wink and flying off. Lucy noticed a slight blush coming to her sister’s cheeks.

“Oh boy, Leo’s got quite the competition,” muttered Edmund before the family turned to walk back to their car. Lucy and Peter glanced at each other before letting out soft snorts. Yeah, he did, but Lucy wasn’t too worried about it. If it was Leo beneath that mask, then Susan was falling for him. But if it wasn’t, well, things would eventually work themselves out, and Leo would get himself a new girl. Just, in that moment, Lucy was never happier to be alive, and a superhero.

[duchessofvodka]

when fanfiction inspires a costume design?

any way thanks, @eidetictelekinetic​

a “ghost king” Quentin, court magician of Narnia from return to the sunlit lands by PanBoleyn

[nothinggold13]

Things the people in charge of Netflix’s Narnia series should do:

Read all the books before beginning. Not just the book they’re currently working on. Know all the stories before going in.

Make notes about how the stories connect. Make sure they know how one book leads into another. Note how the characters grow and behave from one book to the next. Narrow down the continuity. Understand the overarching plot.

Make notes on continuity errors, as well. Come up with answers for each of them. Know which ones can simply be removed, and which ones need to be explained. If there are conflicting details, consider carefully which ones to use, and what will best serve the story.

Consider the timeline. Make certain they know all the characters’ ages and how long each story takes. This will make it easier to to figure out the best order to film & produce the stories. The schedule is tight between some of the books, whereas there is plenty of time to spare between others. Those in charge should be experts on this before they begin.

Most of these come down to this: know all the stories. I daydream a lot about what the series should have and what it shouldn’t. I post about it a lot. I think a lot about how scenes should look and what could be added while still remaining true to the greater story. And let’s be clear, I would be thrilled if any of those ideas came to life. But this is the most important thing the producers need to know. They need to know all the stories. They can’t go into this one book at a time. They can’t get by with only a vague idea of what comes next. To properly produce this series, they need to fully understand the timeline, the characters, and the worldbuilding. And sure, that’s true of producing any series. But with Narnia, and the way the stories are sometimes disjointed from one another, and the constantly changing cast of characters, it’s so important to know the central point of each of the stories, and how they connect to one another. From The Magician’s Nephew to The Last Battle, 49 years of English time are covered, as well as thousands of years of Narnian history, and the years don’t always match up. The 7 books span a lot of time, characters, and content. So there it is. All other things I would love to see aside, the most important thing is understanding every story fully. There is so much to know and love and understand.

[mylordshesacactus]

HI I’M BACK AND I MADE GRAPHS

For me personally, I think there’s two primary axes here--the first is like I said above, a scale from “a real-life human observer, looking at these animals in a brief snapshot of their lives, would experience them as normal animals” to “these animals live their lives as tiny humans complete with clothing and period-typical technology”.

The OTHER axis is the degree to which the animals have a distinct culture independent from (though generally not untouched by!) humans. As in--do the animal characters, as in Watership Down, have their own mythologies, their own worldview, their own ways of living that would go on just fine without human influence? or, as in Black Beauty, do the animals primarily define themselves according to the roles humans give them?

(Note that the latter isn’t a mark of, like, bad writing--I literally used Black Beauty as the ur-example! If you’re writing from the perspective of a DOMESTICATED ANIMAL, having them mentally define themselves by their place in human society is the only thing that IS realistic! This is actually where the Warriors books lost me as a kid--it got to the point where even as a member of the target audience I was going, “but they’re domesticated cats? the fact that they have to live in and around humans is like, the Point, that’s what made this interesting--”)

So, for example:

You will notice this gets super weird if you go ANY further right than Redwall--Robin Hood: Men With Fursonas flipped to the other axis for no clear reason because if you go any further along the scale than Redwall, there ceases to be any relevance to the characters being animals at all*. It’s no longer an animal story. If they behave 100% like humans and there’s 0% human influence (ie, no humans in the setting at all), then they’re just...............people. The Y axis ceases to have any meaning.

*(Anthro characters having animalistic traits isn’t the same thing and I’m not dismissing the use of that trope! Their TRAITS are still relevant and can be part of a super compelling story--but it’s no longer an animal story, no longer anthropomorphic fiction, ie telling a story about animals with human traits. Frankly, NARNIA falls into this--Talking Beasts are full citizens 100% and Narnian culture belongs to all Narnians, so they don’t really fit into the concept being discussed.)

So Robin Hood flips the axis because on a technicality, you literally cannot have a Robin Hood adaptation that’s not dependent on human civilization, but normally, after you pass Redwall you break the quadrants and enter non-euclidean furryspace.

Then there’s that z-axis I added, which I’ve made a reference for--the Z axis is there to account for “talking animal” stories, where an animal might have totally natural-looking behavior but also be able to speak to one or all humans and confuse the placement somewhat.

I used 101 Dalmations as the anchorpoint, dead center--they can clearly understand every word their humans say and can even read, but aren’t capable of communicating back in any way other than dog behavior (tm). 

On one end of the scale is The Rescuers (all the animals are clearly ABLE to speak to humans at will but choose not to for their own protection). The other is again Watership Down, where human speech is comprehensible to the reader but the rabbit characters don’t understand it, and in which only a few of them are--just barely--capable of almost grasping the vague concept of writing or even of pictures/images being capable of conveying meaning.

For media like Redwall where humans just don’t exist or don’t functionally exist, they’d join 101 Dalmations dead-center because the question is irrelevant.

On a sliding scale from Watership Down to Redwall, what is the default setting for Tiny Frog Wizards?

Those are the ends of your scale?

[lasaraleen]

“It was a picture of a ship - a ship sailing straight towards you. Her prow was gilded and shaped like the head of a dragon with wide-open mouth. She had only one mast and one large, square sail which was a rich purple. The sides of the ship - what you could see of them where the gilded wings of the dragon ended-were green. She had just run up to the top of one glorious blue wave, and the nearer slope of that wave came down towards you, with streaks and bubbles on it. She was obviously running fast before a gay wind, listing over a little on her port side. (By the way, if you are going to read this story at all, and if you don't know already, you had better get it into your head that the left of a ship when you are looking ahead, is port, and the right is starboard.) All the sunlight fell on her from that side, and the water on that side was full of greens and purples. On the other, it was darker blue from the shadow of the ship.”

-The Voyage of the Dawn Treader by C. S. Lewis