Will Solace: A Texan

i can’t stop thinking about what happened right after the pevensies were crowned, knowing literally nothing about narnia or how to be kings and queens, so here are a bunch of headcanons

THE FIRST YEAR

After Aslan departs, the merriment at Cair Paravel goes on for three days. There is dancing and feasting, and the new kings and queens sleep wherever they fall, then awake and join in again. When they rise at noon on the third day, the castle is emptier and quieter than before, and there is work to be done.

The first thing they realise is that there is no furniture in Cair Paravel. There’s the odd stone bench, and all the glorious carvings and statues, and the thrones of course, but not a single scrap of wood. Every last splinter was stripped out during the Great Winter and burnt for fuel. They sleep in the simple beds from Aslan’s camp and eat sitting on the floor with their subjects, and it feels rather like camping in their own castle, like another adventure.

These early days are not like the coronation with all its pomp and splendour. Susan folds all their wine-stained finery into a pile and they do not wear clothes so rich as that again for a long time. Instead they wear practical leather and linen and their lessons are not in statecraft, but in combat, butchery, agriculture. Food is the thought in everyone’s minds after the Winter scarcity, with the land now so green and giving. And Peter’s shoulders grow broad and strong at the plough, and Susan finds the oldest of the wood-people and coaxes them out to the fields to teach those born in the Winter how to sow, and Edmund proves himself something of a genius with mechanical solutions, and Lucy delights in learning all the types of seeds and nurturing them under the sun. And before long they all four are lean and tanned and calloused at the palm with field work. 

Summer brings news that a knot of remaining Fell Beasts has grown in the West, gathering their strength through the spring. Peter and Edmund, both pale and determined, don their armour again and ride out with a band of soldiers. In the weeks they are gone the first foreign delegation arrives: a group of Archenlandish nobles who approach the castle to present themselves before the thrones of Aslan’s chosen sovereigns, only to be led out into the fields away from the castle to a girl of eight with two simple braids, wearing leggings and boots, carrying out water. She drops her buckets with a gappy grin and sticks out her dirty hand as she is proudly announced as ‘Queen Lucy the Valiant’, and it is the start of a long and prosperous friendship.

The boys return from their bloody sweep through the west as the leaves start to fall, both taller and harder-faced. The harvest brings a bustle of trade, but after that the land goes hushed and fearful. With the cold comes the first of the mutterings that the summer may only have been a brief respite brought by Aslan; without him, what certainty is there that winter will lift again? And the cold starts to sink its teeth in.

It has been so long since the Narnians have seen a natural winter that they have forgotten that even without enchantment it is hard and cold. Edmund grows quiet and sleepless when the snow comes, and between this and Lucy’s night-time chills, Peter and Susan move all four of them into Peter’s room, which is small and easily warmed by its cavernous fireplace. It’s better to burn one fire than four and they abandon their individual wooden beds for a large heap of furs and blankets, taking heat from each other as the Animals do.

Edmund and Lucy hardly leave the castle all that winter. Lucy is too small to be trudging through the deep snows and Peter and Susan are keen to keep Edmund out of the cold, so when their people need aid, Peter straps his sword to his back and Susan straps her quiver to hers, and they venture out together into the merciless winter, leaving Edmund in charge of the castle and of Lucy for days and occasionally weeks at a time. It’s a clear and complete signal of trust which quiets some unfriendly whispers, and such important duties help keep him from darker thoughts of the previous winter.      

No one is keen to waste precious food in feasting at Christmas in case the Winter truly has returned, but Father Christmas comes by the castle with plenty, so the gates of Cair Paravel are opened and there is a little cheer. And then all Narnia waits with bated breath to see if the snow will melt.

But eventually dawn starts to come a little earlier and the earth starts to thaw, and when the coming of the spring cannot be denied, the Narnians whisk their young sovereigns out into the meadows and crown them all over again with fresh flowers, and the second spring feels almost as much a victory as the first.

what do you think about the percy top/bottom question? this is what’s important

Im gonna use the words submissive/dominant really since it’s really more accurate to what I’m referring to.

I feel like in the beginning of their relationship Annabeth would be the one calling the shots. But the moment Percy gets his confidence we knows its over for her. “Don’t I get a kiss for luck?”

A lot of the flirting in their relationship is based on teasing/competitiveness/rivalry so I feel like that energy would without a doubt translate over. I feel like they would both enjoy being dominate or submissive but I’d say overall it would probably lean towards Percy more often being dominate cause the energy of the lines “the sea doesn’t like to be restrained” really has a nice connotation here and Annabeth 100% percent is like “Oh yeah I’m dominant” until she gets held down once. 

Also that anon that was like Annabeth has “bratty sub energy” is right, don’t deny it.

Percy Jackson as things my friends have said

Percy Jackson: Did you bring waffles? If not, good bye, and leave a message at the tone.*phone call*

Annabeth Chase: You know I’ll never fail you because I’ve never failed a test.

Hazel Levesque: If you smile you confuse people

Frank Zhang: I’m going to be a panda when I grow up

Leo Valdez: Is it hot out here? Oh yeah, that’s because I’m out here, lol.

Piper McLean: Don’t judge me, sometimes I need to be in the bathroom for an hour, that doesn’t mean I won’t murder you and hide your body in my closet.

Nico di Angelo: if you touch me I will drag you down to hell myself, DONT YOU DARE!!!!

Grover Underwood: I snorted tree bark!

Rachel Elizabeth Dare: Fight me, I have the power of the future on my side!

Coach Hedge: Lets play baseball! Your head can be the ball, and I’ll wack you with my bat!

Jasón Grace: I once choked on Peanut Butter*staples*

Reyna Ramirez-Arellano: I’m not violent. I merely use my dark side more than others.

Luke Castello: I’ve been possessed by the spirit of time! I’m going super slow now!

leo: i'm leo valdez

leo: i'm so hot i'm on fire

leo: bad boy supreme

calypso: *kicks his shin under the table*

leo: *eyes filled with tears* call 911

me, sitting on the santa claus’ lap: i want a million dollar!

santa claus: ho ho ho! want another thing!

me: i want all my ships to be canon!

santa claus: i’m signing the check for a million dollar.

Alex:[realizes that she likes Magnus]

Alex: who the fuck authorised this

Fellas is it gay to swear to be fellow and friend to your bff, vowing that you would love no other among the immortals, neither god nor man sprung from Zeus, better than him-

Fellas is it gay to love your bff continually, even as you do now-

Types of people: Fantasy Worlds

Hogwarts: Always has room for more people in their home. Candle-lit dinners. Cuddling in front of fireplaces. Strong aesthetics. Gets confused easily. Not as dedicated to their studying as they pretend to be.

Neverland: Kindred spirit. Loves flying and travelling but only has one true home. Constantly on an adventure. Barefoot. Thrill Seeker. Dreams big. Sneaking out at midnight for an adventure.

Wonderland: Laughs the hardest out of all at their own jokes. Artistic. Sometimes can’t tell up from down. Loses track of time constantly. May or may not be on drugs. Tea lover. Trying to find their way.

Narnia: Still in the closet. Misunderstood. Cares a lot. Has a rough past. Always has cold hands and feet. Fighting to become a better person. Has a lot of love in their heart to share.

Camp Half-Blood: Does a lot of stupid things. Has a lot of fighting spirit. Not one for technology. Loves mythology. Bit of a geek at heart. Has been through a lot since they were kids.

Ooo: Comes off as the craziest person you have ever met. Constantly doing weird things. Doesn’t care what other people have to say. Keeps on going no matter what. Has a lot of spirit.

It really is awkward to be the third wheel to people who like each other and have nothing to say to you

Harry: I’m…grounded?

James: *fold arms* Yes. You’re grounded.

Lily: You disobeyed the rules.

Sirius: *holding a shovel* Yes. And now we are going to bury you to teach you a lesson.

Remus: Sirius NO! That’s not how grounding works.