#tltwatw

[madivandoren]

Alphonse Mucha - The Season’s - 1896

My illustrations - The Pevensies - 2020

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#narnia #my art #peter pevensie #the lion the witch and the wardrobe #tltwatw #susan pevensie #edmund pevensie #lucy pevensie #art nouveau

[siblingshowdown]

Sibling Showdown Quarter-Finals Bracket D

#sibling showdown #tumblr bracket #chronicles of narnia #a series of unfortunate events #tltwatw #asoue #peter pevensie #violet baudelaire #susan pevensie #klaus baudelaire #edmund pevensie #sunny baudelaire #lucy pevensie #pevensie siblings #the baudelaire orphans #the baudelaire children

[yeehawesome]

Helen did not know her children.

They were in the same bodies and they still called her mother, yet they had age in their eyes and walked with the assurance of adults.

Peter had taken up drawing, when they got home. She found one of his sketches, wrinkled up and tossed to the ground. It was him, or a version of him anyway. This Peter was wearing the same schoolboy clothes. But he had a long scar that cut across his eyebrow. There was a burn mark on his hands. His nose was crooked, as if it had been broken, healed, then broken again. This Peter carried a sword. This Peter wore a crown. There was something sad in his eyes, a look that she only saw in the old soldiers that frequented their neighborhood cafe. Sometimes Helen found Peter there, talking with them. They showed him their battle wounds and he looked upon them not with the jealously or awe of boys his age, but with grief. He drew them, too. In their civilian clothes, worn down by time, but with guns in their hands and determination in their eyes. He recognized them, and they him.

Helen put the drawing away and didn’t speak of it to anyone, unsure of the life her son had lived within it.

Susan had taken up shooting, when they got home. Helen felt some reservations at allowing her young daughter to go to the range alone, but she could see the hunger in Susan’s eyes. Her daughter was no longer the blushing schoolgirl trying to be older than she was. This Susan was assured, capable. Helen could see her daughter suffocating in London under the restrictions placed on a girl her age, and couldn’t bring herself to turn her daughter down. Helen accompanied her, that first day of shooting. It only took Susan a few tries before she was hitting the target with deadly accuracy. The gun seemed an extension of her body. Helen asked her about how it felt. “It feels like cheating.” Her daughter had said, frowning, before she turned back to the target and shot it dead center. When she saw the concerned look in Helen’s eyes she smiled, kissed her mother on the forehead, and murmured a word of thanks.

Helen did not watch her daughter shoot anymore after that, unsure of the sorrow in Susan’s eyes when she held the gun.

Edmund had taken up reading, when they got home. Helen had tried and tried to foster a love of reading in all her children, but he had been the one to resist. Now he voluntarily spent hours on the couch, turning pages with a speed that surprised her. He didn’t speak with his old friends, anymore. Helen was pleased with his new appetite for books, but that soon turned into concern when he delved into worlds like he was trying to escape the one he was in. Once, she picked up a book of his and leafed through it, searching for a clue as to why her son was swallowed whole by it. There was a poem he had underlined. It spoke of regret and grief and the killing of the monsters within. Helen remembered the look on Edmunds face when his friends had come to the door after they first got back, inviting him to join. He politely turned them down, but Helen saw the fear in his eyes. She had loved Edmund before they left and she loved him when they returned, but she could not deny that this boy was different, more than any of them. He had done a lot of growing up in a very short time, it seemed.

Helen did not read through Edmunds books, anymore, unsure and afraid of what exactly he was running from.

Lucy had always sang, her happiest child. She came into the world with a song bursting forth. She still sang, when they got home. But these songs were different. When she sang, the faces of the flowers turned towards her. The grass seemed to grow taller around her bare feet. The world was greener, when Lucy sang. Once, Helen had gone to retrieve her as she stood on their porch during a storm. Lucy was singing a song unlike the others, a sorrowful song for soldiers marching off to war. It was unlike anything Helen had heard, and it seemed the storm felt that way, too. The wind blew harder around Lucy, the rain hit her face as the trees bent towards her, the ancient things trying to bow. Lucy had laughed in delight, throwing her arms wide. That was the first real laugh Helen had heard from any of her children upon their return. When Lucy laughed, it sounded like she was finally taking a breath. The storm kept raging on when she stopped, and Lucy kept smiling until Helen found her voice and asked her to come inside.

Helen did not find her daughter in the storms, anymore, unsure of the way her daughter relished the power of something so dangerous.

When together, Helen felt the most relief. The others seemed to age when Peter spoke, but they didn’t have the sorrow in his eyes and it lessened his. The others seemed more dangerous when Susan touched their shoulders, but she knew they would never be dangerous to each other, and that was all that really mattered. The others were more solemn when Edmund informed them of his readings, but Helen saw how they savored the joy in his eyes when he did so, as if saving it to remember later. The others straightened when Lucy entered the room, as if their youngest daughter was reminding them to keep their heads high. Together, they were more changed than ever.

Helen did not know her children.

#susan pevensie #peter pevensie #edmund pevensie #lucy pevensie #helen pevensie #narnia #the chronicles of narnia #aslan #the lion the witch and the wardrobe #tltwatw

[artist-ellen]

King Edmund the Just

Okay, fine, the green colors for Edmund came back with a vengeance. They just kind of happened. The tunics are longer and I've added a majestic cloak/mantle/draped cloth fastened with a gold penannular broach.

I am the artist!!! Don’t repost without permission & credit! Thank you! Come visit me over on: https://instagram.com/ellen.artistic

#king edmund #king edmund the just #edmund pevensie #the chronicles of narnia #narnia #the pevensies #historical costuming #historical fashion #redesigning book characters #the lion the witch and the wardrobe #tltwatw #character design #classic books #book art #digital illustraion #art blog #redesigning heroes

[macedraws]

pevensie kids 🛡️🗡️

#myart #mine #art #illustration #fan art #commissions open #narnia #the lion the witch and the wardrobe #tcon #edmund pevensie #susan pevensie #peter pevensie #lucy pevensie #cs lewis #tltwatw

[lukotacon]

I’m going for Peter that’s my boy

#peter pevensie #lucy pevensie #edmund pevensie #susan pevensie #edmund&lucy #edmund&susan #king edmund the just #king peter the magnificent #queen lucy the valiant #queen susan the gentle #Narnia #chronicles of narnia #aslan's country #tltwatw

[lover-praxis]

05 SEPT 2023 | 011/100 DAYS OF PRODUCTIVITY

salad + narnia on my lunch break // late night grind session starter kit

made it through my long day of classes (8:30am-8:15pm)! took my breaks as real breaks (aka comfort movie time) and as a result don't feel burnt out. going to a late night dance class tomorrow and have my first inorganic chemistry quiz on thursday so powering through a grind session tonight.

things on my mind:

finishing readings for the week

figuring out how to study for inorganic chemistry

#studyblr #100 days of productivity #100 dop #study motivation #study aesthetic #uniblr #sciblr #chemblr #narnia #the lion the witch and the wardrobe #tltwatw

[writingthroughthenight]

Mrs. Macready: tHeRe wIlL bE nO tOuChInG oF tHe hIsToRiCaL aRtIfAcTs

LaLa: dang it, chaos, looks like you won't be drinking from anyone

Evangeline: Jacks is not TECHNICALLY a historical artifact right? he's human... ish...

Jacks: oh thank goodness I hate being touched

Chaos: shut up LaLa you're the touch-starved one

LaLa: *pokes him in the side*

Chaos: ...

LaLa: she didn't say anything about one historical artifact touching another

Chaos: 😑

LaLa: *blinks innocently*

Evangeline (to LaLa): you're doing great sweetie

Jacks: *chomps apple*

#quotes #incorrect ouabh quotes #jacks #evangeline x jacks #Evangeline fox #jacks prince of hearts #evajacks #chaos #LaLa #castor valor #Ariel lagrimas #lala lagrimas #caraval #ouabh #tbona #acftl #Macready #Narnia #tltwatw #lww #the chronicles of narnia #booklr #incorrect quotes #Stephanie Garber #jacks of the hollow #there will be no touching of the historical artifacts #historical artifacts

[womeninfictionandirl]

Lucy Pevensie by TheaRoddArt

#lucy pevensie #TheaRoddArt #narnia #the chronicles of narnia #the lion the witch and the wardrobe #tcon #tltwatw #art #artwork #sketch #t

[thegoldenherd]

I think every fantasy should have a deep magic that defines right from wrong.

Especially if that fantasy has paladins fighting on the side of Good, or a prophesized battle between Good and Evil, or an ultimate Big Bad Evil Guy to defeat.

It's a lot harder to get involved in Good/Evil conflicts when the sides aren't defined. What does "the Good side" even mean, when "good" is just what our character's individual hearts tell them?

And I'd be (more or less) accepting of a fantasy world that had different morals than my world. That'd just be part of the fantasy.

If your story is about Good and Evil, you need to be able to answer "what is Good, what is Evil?", it's what your story rests on.

( And if it's not about a Good/Evil conflict, it would ad some nice spice :3 )

#cs lewis #c.s lewis #clive staples lewis #salt and light #I might make a n!njag0 re-write where I do that #but I'm not sure how to not make it feel forced :/ #the lion the witch and the wardrobe #tltwatw #I was going to tag this as non GH #but... #it's not :D #golden herd

[scp-69]

what a great day to think about how the pevensies are all queer actually. lesbian lucy <3 gay edmund <3 ur everything to me <3

#narnia #lucy pevensie #edmund pevensie #peter pevensie #susan pevensie #tltwatw #transing their genders too <3 aslan is nonbinary #he birthed the world so im right <3 #this post was a rent lowering gunshot bc i was getting too many scripture edit posts on my dash.

[the-corvid-king]

ok listen if anything irl could be compared to the magic turkish delight from tLtWatW it’s these bitches

i can eat the whole tin of these in like 20 mins because every individual one i eat only ever makes me feel hungrier than i had been before

evil magic in these things , i swear

#food #chocolate #hazelnut #the chronicles of narnia #chronicles of narnia #narnia #text tag #text #text post #textpost #txt #txt tag #txt post #i’m a ramblin man #tltwatw #the lion the witch and the wardrobe #yes i have a sensitivity to gluten what about it

[happypeachsludgeflower]

Pinterest makes an excellent point. I should go down the chronicles of narnia rabbit hole, because chronicles of narnia is fantastic.

#chronicles of narnia #narnia fandom #narnia #narnia fanfiction #lion the witch and the wardrobe #the lion the witch and the wardrobe #tltwatw #c s lewis #fanfic #fanfiction

[yeehawesome]

ok but the way Georgie Henley as Lucy Pevensie was PERFECT casting

#I love her sm #georgie henley #the chronicles of narnia #lucy pevensie #tltwatw #the lion the witch and the wardrobe #prince caspian #voyage of the dawn treader

[artist-ellen]

Queen Susan the Gentle

In the children's first journey to Narnia they all stay and grow into adults there before finding the lamp-post again and traveling back to their child-selves stepping out of the wardrobe. These were the Pevensie outfits I was really excited about designing. Keeping with the royal purples, golds, pre-raphaelite inspiration, etc. I also went a little wild with their crowns. Making more fairytale/classic crowns instead of the more delicate circlets. Peter might be High King, but his siblings are still Queens!

I am the artist!!! Don’t repost without permission & credit! Thank you! Come visit me over on: https://instagram.com/ellen.artistic

#queen susan #susan pevensie #queen susan the gentle #the chronicles of narnia #narnia #the pevensies #redesigning heroines #historical costuming #historical fashion #redesigning book characters #the lion the witch and the wardrobe #tltwatw #character design #classic books #book art #digital illustraion #art blog

[artificial-librarian]

A child betrays his family for candy made by an old lady who makes her own lawn ornaments.

#cs lewis #c.s. lewis #the lion the witch and the wardrobe #tltwatw #chronicles of narnia