#where is caspian?

[buckstitslover118]

I MADE BEN BARNES A CROSS STITCH AND HE POSTED IT ON HIS IG STORY WTF

i have ben a huge fan of him since i was like 9. whenever the Prince Caspian DVD came out lol.

so this is like genuinely one of the greatest things to ever happen to me

also i used stitchfiddle to make a pattern. i didn't just freehand it bc that would be fucking insane.

[adoringyouhxney]

Ben Barnes: photos by me

⚡️Where The Light Gets In Tour⚡️

[whymusttheworld-95]

As part of the I wanna say like a thousand remaining members of the Narnia fandom, I think we should adopt collective dementia and pretend that the seventh book never happened, the pevensies all found the rings that digory and Polly hid and could visit whenever they wanted, and there were 8 friends of Narnia and one friend of ours (caspian) and they went on adventures on other worlds through the Wood Between the Worlds!! They all lived full lives and Peter got to pursue a career in medicine and Susan believed again, and were happy as they could be!!

[zannolin]

personally not a casmund shipper but i find it fucking HILARIOUSSSSS that in dawn treader it seems like maybe they were going for lucy sort of having a crush on caspian (because of her whole wanting to be like susan/be desirable to boys plot (sigh) and her whole tucking her hair behind her ears and asking weirdly if he's found a queen yet schtick.) but it absolutely did NOT land and instead edmund was Like That about caspian the whole movie just like how caspeter had 100x more chemistry than suspian in PC. they keep trying to be like hey look women are into caspian! and then the movie goes "also men. very much men are into him."

[residentialsinyomakai]

Hello hello!!! Guess what. Yokai art dump below the cut!! So cool and shiny wow

Its true, I do >u<

I'll try and section these and give the usual explanations below! Image ID for more drawing specific inksplanation.

Click for full image! Since a lotta these are weirdly shaped they were cut off....augh...

McKraken and Maddiman related doodlesssss they're some of my faves <3 i will always love them even if they're not my focus characters atm (well. McKraken kinda is rn but also Babblong so YAY)

Misc. Yokai and ocs! The frog is Kerosque, the guy w the swirly pompadour thing is Swiss, and the monkey is Romono (although he's a Regretevator OC from FOREVER ago, he's still my son <33)

SWISS STUFF RAUGHHHH ! inconsistent style will be APPARENT here try not to notice shuhhhhhgh

Height for main yokai in my AU/on Casp's team! (In the anime it's just primary summons then wwwww)

Some yokai practice/design hcs bc my friend asked!! I was so happy to share 🤭 LOVE YOU CHERCHERRRR

Some of my little guys once more! Rawry' prob one of my faves yokai to draw, easy and fun to do show-accurate or stylized.

OCSSSSSS. AND BADDINYAN. MY EVIL CAT <3333 the guy next to the frog in the middle is an oc idea but idk for what yet =▽=

AUGH. THERES AN IMAGE LIMIT? Well in case you're wondering it's 30....post the rest after I get tomorrow's doodles. See you then and thank you for looking at and reading about my arts!

[zeb-z]

I need this hiatus over stat I’m having Caspian withdrawals

[bloodybigwardrobe]

the how is quiet, a deserted place full of dust and low-burning fires, the cheer of hard-won battle left lingering on the threshold of this ancient place.

in front of a long-cracked stone, caspian falls to his knees before the high king of old. he breathes narnian wine out into the dim light, and stares up into amber-blue eyes that hold every shade of the narnian sky.

freshly calloused hands reach out to hold up his chin, to push back at his hair. the very life of narnia hums where kingly skin meets his, where fingertips brush over bruised jaw and cheek, over cut and bleeding lip. a soft smile with the very world in the corners of a cracking mouth lets the fires around them burn anew.

"you must learn to stand rather than kneel," peter says, amusement a melody that burns caspian's skin. "a king cannot stand on buckling legs at every turn."

"i will learn," caspian whispers, too afraid to break whatever spell has come to rest on them. "i swear."

sword-weary hands tug at his head, then brush down to his shoulders to pull him up. "then you ought to start tonight. the throne does not wait."

peter's voice is gentle, yet feels like teeth atop his ribcage. caspian wishes nothing more than to be pried open by the king-turned-boy and back again. he wants nothing more than for narnia to consume him, heart and all. but he is afraid.

"can't i start with the rising sun?"

peter laughs, turns them ever so slightly, and pushes caspian to sit where the legends saw aslan sacrifice his body to the creeping ice. caspian's body turns tense, awe a potent paralysis, when his tired, wine-drunk eyes watch a myth come true slowly get on his knees before him.

"what are you doing?"

peter's night-and-morning eyes crinkle at their edges. his teeth seem bloodied and sharp. "you must learn to be kneeled to."

caspian wonders if his heart will break through his chest like the fleeing bird it seems to be. "i have been kneeled to my whole youth."

peter shakes his head, reaches out a hand to settle on caspian's shaking knee. "it is not the same."

and caspian knows it can't be, because there is a weight pressing down on his shoulders that he's never felt before. suddenly, it feels as though an enormous beast is bearing down on every inch of him, snapping teeth at his neck and talons digging into his thighs. caspian gasps. in front of him, peter looks on with a smile.

"learn to stand," peter repeats, his voice a blade beneath caspian's chin, "weather the strain." his mouth is stretched wide with teeth that do not belong to the image of a boy, his presence a wall before caspian's trembling body. there is blood where his eyes ought to be. his stare remains unrelenting.

a beast in front, and a beast behind. caspian shakes. "it is too much."

peter laughs, then, still kneeling but looming above like an ancient tree, a cavern stretching far beyond what caspian can see. "stand," he commands again, his voice coming from all around. "stand, caspian, or fall."

there are fangs scraping down caspian's spine, something hard prying its way beneath armour and skin. he takes a breath. something growls.

when he stands, his legs tremble. he doesn't dare to take a step for fear of losing his balance on what suddenly seems like a sword's edge beneath his feet.

but he stands. he doesn't fall.

when peter laughs this time, it is a soft, comforting thing, like the setting sun over the laughing crowds outside. his eyes are once again blue-amber in the firelight, his teeth sharp but human where his lips pull back.

"there you are," he hums, pride and satisfaction louder than the words themselves. caspian laughs full of relief, his eyes wet with unshed tears.

he stands where he was kneeling, and he doesn't fall. he holds out shaking hands and twines them in golden hair. "thank you," he says, even as his shoulders burn under the weight.

peter—the very weave of old narnia, a king of times long past and yet breathing the same air as those that only know him from washed-out carvings and whispered songs—only smiles.

[lighthouseshepard]

chapter four is finally up!

[teamcomet-askblog]

So, how did you all (directed at Midge & Lucas) come up with the name Caspian for him? :o (Either Lucas or Midge can answer!)

[baldurianrogue]

Ships :

@bloodedhearts - 『 i'll weep wondering what happened to my mad love 』 ⟶ cassandra x astarion. ; 『 such a grim name for such a beautiful flower 』 ⟶ shadowheart x astarion.

@sharransepulchre - 『 no shadows no reflections here; lying cheek to cheek in your cold embrace 』 ⟶ shadowheart x astarion (shadowstar). ; 『 and the hole is where the heart is; we built this tomb together i won't fill it alone 』 ⟶ shadowheart x ascended astarion.

@luposcainus - 『 i’ve been dead in the ground for long enough; it’s time to try living again 』 ⟶ caspian x astarion.

@thxwxlf - 『 burning in a hopeless dream hold me when you go to sleep 』 ⟶ kekipi x astarion.

@iron-hearts-ablaze - 『 one bad flare and you could blow this whole place 』 ⟶ karlach x astarion (fireblood).

@ourwrittenstories - 『 i'm learning all your tricks i can hurt you from inside 』 ⟶ sable x ascended astarion. ; 『 the accolades from the tieflings are nothing compared to the sound of my name cried from your lips 』 ⟶ alfira x astarion.

[jamieenthusiast]

[ghost-bard]

Im thinking about the fact that Gillion used to talk to Caspian (and probably marshall john as well) every night. He would train while talking to him, he would tell him about the goings on of the albatross, he would tell him the things that troubled him.

And now he can’t.

Caspian, someone who Gillion is infinitely comfortable with, someone who was essentially his safe space, has seemingly disappeared from Gillions everyday life. And it was by his own actions.

I think about the fact that Gillion, under normal circumstances, most likely would have told Caspian about his nightmares, about his encounter with Vice Admiral Kuba Kenta.

Caspian would be able to sooth Gillion, in ways that Chip or Jay could not (whether or not it’s because they are so different from Gillion where Caspian feels like his home is something he still grapples with), so what is he to do when the ability to talk to him is gone?

He makes do.

He shoulders the burden, just as he once did, because at least Chip can sleep easier at night.

At least it’s Gillion who is burdened by torturous nightmares, and not Chip or Jay.

He can deal with the burdens of others.

He can make do with out his comforts.

He can survive while looking forward to nothing.

Because what else should a champion do?

[here-there-be-drag0ns]

as soon as im confident enough in my gaeilge learning to write my gaeilge-as-primordial fic its OVER for you motherfuckers

[random-kazakh-stuff]

the expression I could eat a horse never rings as true as it does in Kazakhstan:D

Our national dish(or at least the traditional version of it) beshparamaq is literally horse meat with bread(not the bread you think) and some onions.

It looks like this:

It is really delicious. Of course it depends on how you cooked and the quality of meat, but when it hits it SLAPS.

You usually eat it with hands. Also sometimes it is served with a head of the animal, and the head of the hose gives different parts of it to those who need it the most. Like eyes for someone who sees bad, or ears for someone who is losing their hearing.(or brains for you/j)

[mechawolfie]

i am genuinely surprised there hasn't been, as far as I'm aware, a single acknowledgement of trans people in this series considering the subject matter. feeling stuck in/limited by your body? the possibility of being your true self without limitations??? fucking HELLO???????

(i am at ep 5 please do not spoil anything 🙏🏾)

[zeb-z]

At a surface level, Gillion always putting himself between danger and his friends just makes sense, because he’s noble like that, isn’t he? Gillion Tidestrider, Champion of the Undersea, Hero of the Deep, Riptide Pirate - he can tank a hit, or two, or three, and swing back just as hard. He’s protective, and he’s sturdy, and he’s stubborn. Then just a little deeper, Gillion would without question sacrifice himself for the greater good. For a friend in need, for a good hearted citizen, for the net positive - he’s noble, with a heart of gold, who’s courage knows no bounds, right? And then just a little deeper, Gillion would actively harm himself just to make someone feel better. Just to take the edge off of someone else’s misery. He’d take their own pain, or even unnecessary pain, so they might have some sort of relief. Even if it isn’t guaranteed, he’s so ready, so eager, to jump at the chance.

Gillion Tidestrider is someone born to meet impossible standards, constantly told he’s not good enough, taught that his suffering is necessary and through this his people will survive. He’s all these things, kind and courageous and chivalrous, with a heart that beats to help others in need - but he’s also self sacrificial. Dangerously so. He takes personal risks without second thought, he pushes his limits for even the little things, he helps to the point of his own detriment. He will bleed himself dry on the off chance it might help a good soul who needs it. He will do worse for his loved ones. And it isn’t just from the all encompassing need to help at any cost, but also this feeling deep down inside that he deserves it. It’s his destiny to save people, no matter the personal cost.

It’s pushed to the extreme with Felipe after the Feywilds. Gillion, still off center, freshly traumatized from his time in that god forsaken orb, still awaiting the verdict on if he’s guilty in the eyes of the council while fully convinced he is, finds out it’s technically his fault his new friend is filled with insatiable bloodlust and wants to stab him to death. Of course he encourages the stabbing. Of course he’ll mind control to keep the peace. And when all is said and done, and it hurts and it doesn’t help, he still wonders about pushing it further - fully behind this idea of him dying and being brought back, even if it’s not sure to work. Even if it’s not sure to bring him back.

And I just keep thinking, that for all the healing Gillion does - all those sick people from Joaldo, Chip and Jay countless times in their battles, members of the crew, various people hurting and in need of aid - he’s never once used lay on hands on himself. It’s a pattern, made noticeable in Edison Kingdom, where he heals Alphonse for half of a joke instead of his own 1 hp - which subsequently downs him on the way down - and it’s continues to the end of the Feywilds, where Jay and even Felipe heal the stab wounds he bleeds out from. He’s a healer with the power just at his fingertips, so easily within reach, and he doesn’t heal himself.

So it does beg the question - when will the line between ‘selfless’ and ‘self sacrificing’ be drawn?