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My Caspeter AUs (2/?) // Anastasia
Once upon a time, an empire lived through its golden age. The vast, rich land was ruled over by the one and only Emperor Richard and his wife, Empress Helen, who, throughout their marriage, gave birth to four beautiful children: Peter, Susan, Edmund and Lucy. All their days were filled with immense joy and the future ahead was bright and prosperous.
Or so they thought, until a tragic event came to change everything.
After being sent away from the palace under the accusation of sorcery and witchcraft, Jadis, the former adviser to the royal family, sold her soul to dark forces in exchange for the power to destroy the Pevensie bloodline, once and for all. On the celebration ball of the 300th anniversary of their reign, she casted a terrible curse upon the monarchs and their heirs, which, unfortunately, ended up becoming true and dooming all of them to inevitable death.
Ten years has passed since the fateful night of the royal family's execution, which was responsible to ignite a revolution that swept the whole country. In that middle time, a legend surrounding prince Peter's survival to the bloody siege to the palace lead by the rebels has been spread around the kingdom and, apparently, his aunt, the Grand Duchess Alberta, still waiting with a heavy heart for her dear nephew's return, has promised a valuable prize for the one merciful soul who found her boy alive and brought him back to her arms.
Peter was only 9 when he was found wandering in the streets in a cold, snowy night and taken to Miss Macready's orphanage with no remembrance of his old life. His only clues were a song from a time long gone, a golden pendant with the inscription ''Together in Paris'' behind it, and a memory as distant as a forgotten dream... about a mysterious boy opening a magic door in the wall. But now, turned 19 and called by the name ''Pete'', he decides he's finally ready to take control of his own destiny and takes the road to the nearest city, where he hopes to find answers that'll help him to figure out his true identity.
Caspian was once an orphan who used to work as a servant to the royal family. He remembers hiding behind wooden doors and velvety curtains to spy on the big parties given at the palace - and even steal a little bit of food from the kitchens, which would usually earn him a harsh beating from the head chief. However, what he loved most there was to watch the princes and princesses playing together, laughing and dancing hand-in-hand with their parents. He also remembers how the emperor's eldest son was the radiant, blessing Sun that shined among them all, and how his mere presence, with his golden hair, sapphire eyes and gentle smile, was enough to light up a crowded room and make Caspian's soul shake with the hope that, one day, he wouldn't feel so alone anymore.
But after the Revolution, nothing else was the same. Now, that palace is only an abandoned house with dark, dusty hallways and empty rooms haunted by ghosts and memories of ash and fire, while he... well, he's only a charming trickster who has no desire to lose his time dreaming about foolish fantasies. Instead, he prefers to focus on the different plans he has in mind at the moment: together with his loyal friend Drinian, Caspian intends to find the perfect impostor to pretend to be the lost prince Peter, take the reward and use the money to finally start a new life somewhere far away from everything he once knew.
One man wishes to go back to the past and find out who he is. The other wants to leave his past behind and run from the person he used to be. But what will happen when their paths suddenly cross? Was it coincidence? Could it be fate? Something in between? Well, whatever it was meant to be, this strange meeting will lead them to an extraordinary journey of love and self-discovery, where they'll realize that what they were looking for - and where they truly belong - was actually right there, in front of them all along.
(馃グ @equixen, @sarahsartedits 馃グ)
This is a concept that's been in my mind for MONTHS and I never told anyone about it... until now 馃榿!
Also, a friendly reminder that real life monarchy sucks, so let's give this AU the same treatmenent we already give to the original Anastasia movie and keep this in the realm of fiction/fantasy, okay 馃槈?
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i think i hauve covid
#u dont understand i cant think ab anythin other than them#the chronicles of narnia#caspeter#peter pevensie#prince caspian#edit
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autism so bad i need 2 make noises
and what is stopping me from composing a piece based off caspeter . i have a flute, bassoon, nd a dream . i think i could do it
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and what is stopping me from composing a piece based off caspeter . i have a flute, bassoon, nd a dream . i think i could do it
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they disgust me
#the chronicles of narnia#peter pevensie#prince caspian#ugh i cant draw lately its drivin me nuts#nothin i make looks GOOD anymore 锟斤拷#caspeter#art
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THE CHRONICLES OF NARNIA:聽PRINCE CASPIAN 2008 | dir. Andrew Adamson
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AUGH this took so long. anyways pevensies + caspian if they like. got to stay in narnia post pc & wore more pretty outfits bcos i loved looking at their fits at the end of the movie & seeing the progression in fashion between the golden age & caspian's era
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Susan Pevensie + Text Posts (Part ???)
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it isn't easy to ignore the flash of fangs in her periphery, or the feeling of claws occasionally pricking her palm. it's even harder to ignore the way voices rumble rather than slide like human voices ought to.
her siblings lie. it isn't easy for susan. but what else is she supposed to do? england is not the other place. england does not breathe magic. england does not let their bodies shift this way and that. so what else is there to do but ignore the echoes of what they used to have?
what else is there to do but to pretend she never knew the strength of a tiger, or the speed, or the freedom it all brought? it only hurts her, only makes every breath feel like a chore. she isn't as eager as lucy to tear herself open on the blade of memory every morning and night, nor as desperate for the sting of punishment as peter. at least edmund has the decency to be more subtle, but she knew he would be. it doesn't stop his eyes from wandering, nor her from knowing exactly why his hands clench over and over again.
it isn't easy at all. but what else is there but to put on a red smile in a grey world and continue living despite it all? it's what saved them from going mad the first time world and responsibility shifted around them in a fairytale swirl of colours. it will save them this time too.
she hopes at least edmund will agree eventually.
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More older pevensies doodles
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The Pevensie Children
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to the girl i was then, picking apart rhymes and doing as she was told: i forgive you.
for the table and the lion and the river, too.
they were not your children, and you were just a girl. too little to hold them, too big to be held, your world had no space for anything else.
he did not die because of you. she was not snatched because of you. you did not send the snow nor wield the sword.
your mother placed the world atop you and is it such a wonder that it fell? your palms were wet with sweat and your brother's shoulders buckled under the strain. the wonder is how long you could both stand it.
and you're right. he's a beaver. he shouldn't be saying anything at all. he should not have said what he did. none of you should have had the christmas you've had.
i forgive you.
for the train, most of all.
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MY FIFTIETH WORK ON AO3 ! COME READ IT !
#narnia ofc...#susan pevensie#this is not actually my fiftieth fic ive jus orphaned a shitton of fics this is more like one hundred fiftieth but Semantics#the chronicles of narnia#edmund pevensie#ao3 fanfic
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one day i will figure out hair . and clothes .
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shawn // he/him
this is a sideblog dedicated mostly for the chronicles of narnia, but don't be surprised if other media shows up at all ! you do not get to know my main...
i make art mostly and sometimes i write on occasion, honestly just a big fan of creating . i will also post edits on here maybe .
i loveee talking to people so feel free to shoot me an ask at any time about anything !
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the vision may be rough but it is there 馃檹
#i gotta fuck around w the shadin nd lightin a little more also but that can come after ive finished everything else#might also change expressions idc theyre supposed 2 be fightin in the uhhh sketch but rn they jus look bored#nedd 2 give caspian a snarl methinks...
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