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27. What makes them sad? Do they cry regularly? Do they cry openly or hide it? What are they like they are sad?

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓 & 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒. prompt | accepting

because of susan's sweet and gentle nature, various things make susan sad. she gets sad when she sees her loved ones injured or ill, or when they are unhappy. she gets sad letting others down, or when others let her down, and she gets sad when, as a child, the grown-ups around her look at her as childish. one example of a time she got sad was when she beat trumpkin in their archery match, because he had already lost in her eyes from what the telmarine's did to him. after her first trip to narnia, she was sad fairly often because of losing her family in narnia - though she had become quite skilled at masking this.

after the war started, susan would cry herself to sleep at least three nights a week for for fear of her father's safety. after she came back from narnia the first time, susan would cry quite regularly, at first openly around her siblings, but she soon learned to do so in private only - and she found many ways to mask the evidence. as susan aged on earth, she had come to believe that crying openly meant that she was childish so she became quite skilled at hiding it, even after the deaths of her parents and siblings.

when susan is sad, she usually draws deeply into herself and becomes very quiet. at times, she can also become snappy with those closer to her when she is sad. most often, in addition to becoming very quiet, susan will also act in a "mechanical" manner, doing things without even thinking about it.

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𝐒𝐔𝐁𝐉𝐄𝐂𝐓. why susan was no longer a seven friend of narnia | including book quotes for reference

“Sire,” said Tirian, when he had greeted all these. “If I have read the chronicle aright, there should be another. Has not your Majesty two sisters? Where is Queen Susan?” “My sister Susan,” answered Peter shortly and gravely, “is no longer a friend of Narnia.” “Yes,” said Eustace, “and whenever you’ve tried to get her to come and talk about Narnia or do anything about Narnia, she says ‘What wonderful memories you have! Fancy your still thinking about all those funny games we used to play when we were children.’“ “Oh Susan!” said Jill. “She’s interested in nothing nowadays except nylons and lipstick and invitations. She always was a jolly sight too keen on being grown-up.” “Grown-up, indeed,” said the Lady Polly. “I wish she would grow up. She wasted all her school time wanting to be the age she is now, and she’ll waste all the rest of her life trying to stay that age. Her whole idea is to race on to the silliest time of one’s life as quick as she can and then stop there as long as she can.”

Susan has a very misguided belief and distorted view towards what being a "grown-up" should be. Susan is very open about making fun of her siblings belief in Narnia and Aslan (which is very immature on her end), and spent a large portion of her time all consumed with chasing adulthood, particularly her early 20s. Susan is not only concerned about being grown-up, but admires the grown-up because it is grown-up, and blushes and balks at the suspicion of being childish. Susan treats adulthood as a way to gain approval from other adults, and is very childish still because of how she views what adulthood is to her on Earth. Susan has entirely, by this point in her life, lost her sense of imagination and faith, and her fear of childishness is what makes her childish still. This all fits in quite well with canon, but my portrayal of Susan, there's an awful lot more to it than that.

Though Susan was only 12 years old still on Earth after her first foray into Narnia, where she lived out an entire lifetime in the span of only mere minutes on Earth, when Susan came back through the Wardrobe portal, she lost everything. She lost her husband. She lost her children. She lost her sister-in-laws. She lost her nieces. She lost her nephews. She lost her dearest friends. If it hadn't of been for the Professor showing up and telling them they won't get back through to Narnia in the Wardrobe again, she would have spent the rest of her summer at his house clawing at the back of the Wardrobe.

For the first three months, Susan would spent much of her time praying and begging for Aslan to take her back, take her back to Narnia, to her home, to her family. Her husband and children. With each passing day, a deep longing and depression started to settle in. She missed them, and she missed who she had become. She had been an adult. A wife. A mother. An aunt. A queen. A leader. And now, she was back to being a 12-year-old schoolgirl, in the blink of an eye. She didn't think it was fair, and would never be consoled to what she had lost. She and her siblings couldn't talk of their time to anyone else - after all, who would believe them? Digory and Polly, but they would only marginally understand - they had only been in Narnia for a brief period, and never spent a lifetime in that wonderous world, building a life and a family. They had never lost what she had lost. It only felt like salt was being rubbed in the wounds seeing that her siblings handled their grief far easier than she did.

As time went on and she dawdled more in her grief, Susan began losing hope. Hope of Aslan, hope of God, hope of ever seeing her loved ones again. When the four were transported to Narnia the following year, she foolishly and briefly let her hopes get up, only for her hopes to be cruelly shattered to a million pieces when it became clear just how much time had passed in Narnia since they left. Briefly, and secretly, Susan would ask the few Narnians if they knew what had become of her family, but after hearing some squabble about what had actually happened - and the one story involving a horrific massacre, she had dropped the topic. It wasn't like knowing would heal the gaping hole in her heart, anyway.

After Aslan informed her that she would not return to Narnia, her faith seemed to vanish entirely. Deep down, Susan knew - she never lost her hope and faith, but she would never let it seep to the surface again. She vowed to harden her heart, to push forward in life and do whatever she could to step away from the faith her siblings were filled with. She pushed towards becoming an adult, and surrounding herself with whatever could occupy her mind for even the briefest of time. Parties. Makeup. Clothes. Boys. Work. Friends. All of these became like drugs to Susan, and with each passing day she would push her family farther and farther away. Each party would bring about a night of dreams filled with the magnificent balls and events Susan hosted and attended in Narnia. The clothes would never be as grand or feel as right as the elegant clothing of Narnia. The sex would never bring her husband back to her, the only man who truly mattered to her.

On that fateful day of the railway accident, Susan very adamantly said no when Peter and Edmund showed up at her bedroom door, asking her to accompany them. They laid their reasons on the table - Narnia was in danger, she was desperately needed to help their beloved land. It wasn't just her hardened heart that made her refuse. Aslan's words echoed throughout her memory, as if they had just freshly been whispered in her hear. "Aslan told me I would never return to Narnia. You're wrong. You're wasting your time." It was the first time in years that Susan had mentioned the name Aslan. She since she had dared to even utter Narnia. The first time that she had treated it as real, and not just a game. It was, much to Susan's surprise, the start of Susan's journey to finding Narnia, faith, and hope again. Of redeeming herself, and being welcomed as one of the seven friends of Narnia again.

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𝐌𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐄. “now that i’m grown, i’m scared of ghosts.” 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑. jacquetta riordan | @archenlandbound 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓 & 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒. prompt | accepting

her mind flickers through jacquetta's life, how she imagined things had play out for the young woman standing opposite of her, through the tales told to her by the three riordan sisters. of course, susan had plenty of pity for the brunette - she, herself, had been through plenty during her time in this strange land, though she could not imagine going through the hardships the trio had to endure. she reminded herself to thank aslan again for protecting her and her siblings - and for saving edmund all those years ago when the white witch still roamed the land with her icy terror.

motherly instincts drove her slowly towards the brunette, her arms slowly extending towards her, willing to pull away at the first indication of rebuttal. though the girl before her was not much younger, she couldn't help but see her as a young, helpless girl. "i can only imagine. the strength that must be inside of you to still be here to this day. to have taken meadow and ran from your father, knowing you might never see your twin again. and yet here you stand, here you all stand, together." timidly, susan placed her hands on jacquetta's shoulders, giving a gentle squeeze of reassurance. "you are much stronger than you know. even with ghosts."

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                                               I whispered:                             memory hurts wherever you touch it.

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midnights (3AM edition)

i am so normal about taylor swift music. anyway, here are some prompts from the bonus tracks of midnights! feel free to change pronouns/etc as you see fit as always

“i vowed not to cry anymore.”

“i called off the troops.”

“i really thought i’d lost you.”

“we can plant a memory garden.”

“it was war, it wasn’t fair.”

“we will never go back.”

“i will always be yours.”

“i vowed i would always be yours.”

“every single thing i touch becomes sick with sadness.”

“you were bigger than the whole sky.”

“i’ve got a lot to pine about.”

“i’ve got a lot to live without.”

“did some force take you because i didn’t pray?”

“it’s not meant to be.”

“your ex-friend’s sister met someone at a club and he kissed her.”

“did you see the photos?”

“i’m so in love that i might stop breathing.”

“no, i didn’t see the news.”

“romance is not dead if you keep it just yours.”

“i wanna brainwash you into loving me forever.”

“we were somewhere else, in an alleyway drinking champagne.”

“i didn’t know you were keeping count.”

“do you really wanna know where i was april 29th?”

“i’d pay you if you’d just know me.”

“you know there’s many different ways that you can kill the one you love?”

“do i really have to tell you how he brought me back to life?”

“do i really have to chart the constellations in his eyes?”

“we were supposed to be just friends.”

“maybe i’ll see you out some weekend.”

“i think there’s been a glitch.”

“i’m not even sorry.”

“i thought we had no chance.”

“i damn sure never would’ve danced with the devil.”

“the god’s honest truth is that the pain was heaven.”

“now that i’m grown, i’m scared of ghosts.”

“if you never touched me, i would’ve gone along with the righteous.”

“if i never blushed, then they could’ve never whispered about this.”

“you made me feel important.”

“you’re a crisis of my faith.”

“i miss who i used to be.”

“i regret you all the time.”

“i fight with you in my sleep.”

“the wound won’t close.”

“if clarity’s in death, then why won’t this die?”

“if you don’t recognize yourself, that means you did it right.”

“never take advice from someone who’s falling apart.”

“you don’t have to answer just ‘cause they asked you.”

“when you aim at the devil, make sure you don’t miss.”

“i prefer hiding in plain sight.”

“you wouldn’t take my word for it if you knew who was talking.”

“you should find another guiding light.”

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↳ SUSAN PEVENSIE I (22 July 1928 - 25 December 1954)

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𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒. closed to @theenchantingtm, @thegracioustm, & @archenlandbound 𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍. aslan's country - saltwood court palace - the frost fair 𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄 & 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄. winter 0001 ac; afternoon

time worked in strange and mysterious ways in narnia - even in aslan's country - which explained how, when susan died five years after her siblings tragic demise on earth, not quite a year had passed in aslan's country. susan's arrival fell just in time for the winter yuletide holiday, and to say her entrance into saltwood court palace, very unannounced, on the first morning of the holiday shocked many. but now four days have passed by, and susan agreed to take the children to the frost fair with rayne, arlise, lucy, aniza, and jacquetta - except lucy and aniza quickly excused themselves from the group to have their own discussion.

there wasn't much for the adults to do at the frost fair besides browse the stalls and watch the children play - which is clearly what sparked the group's inspiration, for all at the same time, the four women seemed to have the same thought. in one fell swoop, all ladies bent down and scooped up their own snowballs, and quickly started pelting them at one another, harmonious laughs echoed throughout the fair. it had been so long since the family had been able to spend time like this, and susan for one was in much need of a good laugh, let alone a good time. "come on, then. where's your aim? i'm sure you can do better than that, arlise!" susan childishly giggled - something she hadn't been able to do for years now. for the first time since she left narnia during the golden age, susan had been filled with love and light and happiness, and she wasn't able to wipe the smiles off of her face. "come on, arli! rayne! jacquetta!"

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