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multifandomperson3 · 11 months

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hc: when the pevensie siblings come back to england after the Lion, the witch and the wardrobe, they all have a fancy cursive handwriting and all their teachers are very impressed.

To the point where they call Mrs. Pevensie and tell her that Peters handwriting is now readable and he gets better grades.

And Susans handwriting was already flawless before, but now it just got a little more fancy.

I belive Edmunds handwriting got a lot more cursive. i think he wrote really small and barely readabe letters before but now it's still small but more cursive and elegant.

Im kinda torn between thinking lucys handwriting is absolute chaos now (like it was fine before, but now she even uses different narinan languages and even some ancient runes or something and no teacher understands anything) OR it was a mess before (like with every child her age lol) and now her handwriting looks like written by and adult (to the point where the teachers accuse her mother of doing her homework and that lucy is somehow cheating. / I think while growing up in narnia she had teachers who showed her how to write perfectly and bc she was so young they had the most influence on her writing style. And obviously since she grew up there her handwriting developed with her. so when she came back her handwriting looks all grown up and the teachers dont understand how, bc they had a hard time getting her handwriting to be even readable (honestly they had the fear, that her handwriting would develop to look like her brothers). And now they all have fancy handwriting) (also is it noticeable that Lucy is my favourite? xD)

At some point they just decided the children were bored when they were in the country and decided to learn how to write fancy (Susan probably saw how bad her siblings handwriting was and decided that just wouldn't do)

Also the Pevensies all use fancy weird narnian words that the teachers dont understand but pretend to bc they dont want to look like children have a better vocabulary than they do

#narnia #narnia headcanon #lucy the valiant #lucy pevensie #edmund pevensie #edmund the just #peter pevensie #susan pevensie #susan the gentle #the pevensies #the pevensies return to england #i was looking into graphology and got distracted #handwriting #narnian handwriting #also i am sorry for spelling mistakes #i actually just wanted to write one or two sentences for everyone but oops look at the paragraph i wrote for lucy (and edmund) lol

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h-a-r-m-o-n-i-a · 1 year

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Principal: Your brother attacked his classmate with a sword again

Susan: With a sword?!

Peter: AGAIN?!

#peter and edmund #chronicles of narnia #narnia #incorrect quotes #peter pevensie #edmund pevensie #peter the magnificent #edmund the just #susan pevensie #susan the gentle #siblings #pevensie siblings #funny #school #sword #love for pevensie brothers

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deathofthelastromantics-blog · 2 years

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" I am dreaming of a place I do not know how to find. I am dreaming of a feeling I fear I may never recapture. " - Malika Stephen

#narnia #the chronicles of narnia #lucy pevensie #georgie henley #susan pevensie #anna popplewell #edmund pevensie #skandar keynes #peter pevensie #william moseley #the lion the witch and the wardrobe #prince caspian #the voyage of the dawn treader #once a king or queen of narnia always a king or queen #lucy the valiant #susan the gentle #edmund the just #peter the magnificent

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longmanethemarauder · 2 years

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#narnia #wardrobe #peter pevensie #susan pevensie #edmund pevensie #edmund the just #lucy pevensie #lucy the valiant #peter the magnificent #susan the gentle #aslan #caspian #caspian x #caspian the navigoter

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tianmicons · 1 year

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#anna popplewell #anna popplewell icons #susan pevensie #susan pevensie icons #queen susan icons #queen susan #susan the gentle #susan the gentle icons #icons with psd #psd icons #actress #actress icons #movie #movie icons #the chronicles of narnia #the chronicles of narnia icons

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bethanyeliseart · 2 years

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And I discovered that my castles stand upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand. Viva la Vida - Coldplay

#the chronicles of narnia #the pevensies #peter pevensie #susan pevensie #edmund pevensie #lucy pevensie #peter the magnificent #susan the gentle #edmund the just #lucy the valiant #cair paravel #the chronicles of narnia: prince caspian #narnia fanart #this scene results in many emotions felt ahhh #but I love it #I liked the idea of drawing an outline of what the ruins used to be #bethanyeliseart

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daughterofaslan · 2 years

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The majority of my tiktok account is songs that I feel like are for specific characters. I had to share my Susan Pevensie one with you guys!

#narnia #c s lewis #chronicles of narnia #susan pevensie #queen susan the gentle #the gentle queen #susan the gentle #anna popplewell #beth crowley #living without you beth Crowley #living without you #music recommendation #songs for characters

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amdragons · 6 months

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Susan and Lucy sketches

I just finished re-listening to prince caspian and wanted to sketch them

#narnia #lucy the valiant #Susan the gentle #the lion the witch and the wardrobe #prince caspian

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dragonroses · 4 months

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#queen lucy the valiant #king edmund the just #queen susan the gentle #king peter the magnificent #lucy pevensie #edmund pevensie #susan pevensie #peter pevensie #the chronicles of narnia #narnia #narnia edit

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the-jules-world · 10 months

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thoughts on the Pevensies returning home

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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aotearoa20 · 6 months

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