#rilian (narnia)

[nico-di-genova]

Narnia fandom is as dead as most of the characters, but I love y’all.

[to-the-western-wood]

rilian: i love you guys, you're the best thing that's ever happened to me

jill: we're the best thing that's ever happened to you?

rilian: yeah

eustace: i'm starting to feel a little sorry for you

[supernovasilence]

Sorry if this is random, but Casmund with Rilian idea: I know this isn't likely possible, but what if Edmund takes Rilian and Caspian to meet his mother. Edmund and his mother haven't seen each other in a few years(for Edmund in Narnia it's been longer). So she had no idea about Caspian, Rilian or that her son is gay or where he's been for the last few years. But Helen Pevensie has always felt her children were different. Ever since they came back as children they've been different. Edmund especially so. So yeah I just want Edmund to have like a once in a lifetime chance to introduce his mother to Caspian and Rilian(maybe his siblings to. Lucy being back in Narnia)

No, I love this. I like au's where the Pevensies stay in Narnia, but it does make me sad when they have to give up England and everyone they knew there. (I have several fics I'm working on that use the idea that, after PC or VDT, Aslan lets the siblings travel between Narnia and Earth, because I just want them to have their cake and eat it too, but even so, when they grew up they'd def move to Narnia full time, and their parents would hardly ever see them and know nothing about their lives.) So I love the idea of Helen seeing Edmund again.

And he's a stranger now, but he's still her Edmund, too. She doesn't understand his life--it's certainly not the life she imagined or wanted for him--but then her grandson smiles at her, or she sees some small gesture of affection between Edmund and Caspian (they exchange looks, having a conversation with just their eyes, and then Caspian puts a reassuring hand on Edmund's back while Edmund waits for his mother's reaction, and Edmund relaxes just a breath), and it's so like how Helen and her husband interact. And she understands that Edmund's life is not the one she'd have picked, but it's a good life. It's a life full of love. So she embraces her son, and then she embraces her new son-in-law and her grandson.

(uhhh sorry this got away from me a little; it's just such a good idea)

[thedawntreaders]

the silver chair except eustace's dragon curse never truly left.

it remains dormant on earth of course, for there is no need of dragons there and it certainly is no place for them, but when eustace is put in situations of high, high risk in narnia, it can't help but come out instinctively.

the poor boy doesn't figure this out until it happens.

eustace never had a particular desire to die, but he gave himself no choice in the split second moment he takes to dive in front of prince rilian. for an old friend such as caspian, he would give his life to him and his family as many times as they'd need, even if he only had one to spare. a proper act of sacrifice, he reasons to himself, much nobler in comparison to what he did last time he was in narnia. lucy and edmund would be very proud, wouldn't they?

jill covers her eyes and screams.

but what should have been human skin caught on the witch's serpent fangs turns brittle and cold, like the hardened scales of a dragon's hide. the sorceress flies backwards and releases a piercing screech.

prince rilian shakes jill, begs her to open her eyes. she shakes her head. she can't, she won't. eustace is dead. eustace is dead!

an unfamiliar roar reverberates throughout the dark castle. oh no. jill finally peeks through her fingers, a new bout of fright expelling her grief. what now? hasn't she suffered enough? but her hands fall quickly to her side and she stumbles back, looking, up, up, up.

standing between her, rilian, and the serpent, stood a gallant dragon, one that towered over the two humans and blew fire into the air.

"eustace?" jill whispers.

eustace stares down the lady of the green kirtle in the eyes and grins. why, this evens out the playing field, doesn't it? his snout flares and he roars once more.

you will pay for what you've done, witch.

oh, if only reepicheep were here to see him now.

[pevensiegiigi]

Ao3: An ordinary day between Rilian and Caspian

Rilian loves the little moments his father has to dedicate to him and tell him about Narnia.

[whats-in-a-sentence]

Meanwhile Scrubb and Puddleglum had drawn their weapons and rushed to his aid.

"The Chronicles of Narnia: The Silver Chair" - C. S. Lewis

[sophieswundergarten]

Secondary Rilian thought, if he was only really himself and "awake" for one hour every night, and he was gone for ten years, those hours added up would only collectively equal about one hundred and fifty-two days

Less than half a year

And even if you take into account that people sleep for a good portion of each twenty four hours, the math still makes it out to be less than a full year he was actually conscious and "experiencing" the time, so to speak

I don't know, something about that is very sad and very important to me

[tenth-sentence]

There was Glimfeather the Owl and Puddleglum the Marsh-wiggle, and King Rilian the Disenchanted, and his mother the Star's daughter and his great father Caspian himself.

"The Chronicles of Narnia: The Last Battle" - C. S. Lewis

[nico-di-genova]

Crying about the idea of Rilian gaining consciousness for one hour a night and swearing that his father will find him. His captor laughing at his nativity from the shadows as Rilian pulls at his bonds and demands to be let free. He’s so sure Caspian will find him, his father who has sailed to the ends of the earth and who has taken down far worse foes than the woman in green. He screams and yells until his voice goes hoarse and raw and until he will not be able to speak come the morning. And his faith in his father never waivers.

Until the day it does. Until Rilian returns to himself for the hundredth time, the three hundredth, until years have passed and Rilian no longer screams. He no longer yells. He no longer demands that he be set free under threat of Caspian the tenth’s wrath. No, instead his eyes will sharpen as they escape the enchantment only to dull over once more when he realizes no one is going to come for him.

And he sits, and sits, and sits. Until overtime he starts to forget the sound of his father’s voice, the shape of his eyes, the feeling of his arms around Rilian in a warm embrace. He forgets little by little, and his hope goes with the memories, until Rilian begins to doubt that there was ever really any Caspian the tenth at all.

Maybe he has always been here, trapped in this silver chair, with wrists rubbed raw from the rope that bites at his skin. Maybe he has always been watched from the shadows like a rabid beast, mocked and laughed at when he dares believe there was any chance of rescue. Maybe his father is a myth, and maybe Rilian really is mad. He does not demand to be let free, not when the decree will fall on deaf ears. He stops deluding himself into hoping, because hope is for naive children who believe in the fairytale of their father coming to rescue them and Rilian is alone. After all, his father had only explored Narnia’s surface and Rilian is trapped far below that.

[to-the-western-wood]

Narnia characters as: iconic tumblr quotes (part 4/4)

rilian, while in underland: there are no gods here

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jadis: do i look like the kind of woman who dies?

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oreius: aslan is dead and soon we will follow

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edmund: impudent of you to assume i will meet a mortal end

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eustace: hell is empty and all the devils are here

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edmund, to eustace: one day you'll decompose and i'll be there to watch it happen

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peter, to miraz: what are you gonna do with that sword? gonna hit me? better make it count. better make it hurt. better kill me in one shot

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aslan, to lucy: there is not enough time to make all the things one's imagination can conjure

[supernovasilence]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Chronicles of Narnia - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Caspian/Edmund Pevensie, Caspian & Edmund Pevensie & Rilian Characters: Caspian (Narnia), Edmund Pevensie, Rilian (Narnia) Additional Tags: Fluff, Family, Established Relationship, Kid Fic, Alternate Universe - Caspian and the Pevensies rule Narnia together Summary:

Edmund and Caspian attempt to dress their toddler for snow. That's it; that's the fic; that's the fluff.

[who-canceled-roger-rabbit]

Lewis may not have intended it this way, but Edmund and Rilian are both Very Important to me as representation of male abuse survivors

[wingedflight]

Welcome to the Black Knight’s Crib

A very cracky fic for @edenfalling for the Narnia Fic Exchange 2023!

Characters: enchanted!Rilian

Tags: crack, day in the life, MTV Cribs Crossover

Summary: MTV Cribs gives viewers a glimpse into the lavish subterranean home and lifestyle of the Black Knight, notoriously-elusive companion to the Lady of the Green Kirtle.

Excerpt:

This is a pretty large castle, but today we’re gonna focus on the East Wing ‘cause that’s my zone, you know? Black Knight Central, if you will.

It starts here in the East Foyer, not too large a room but we’ve got some actual yellow-flame lanterns to start things off with a nice homey sort of vibe. Waaay better than those cold lights the gloomy-faced earthmen use, am I right? Hehehe, such weirdos.

Anyway, foyer, where we are. Through that door: big long hallway filled with antiques--I’ll be honest, decorations aren’t really my jam. That stuff’s mostly decided by the Lady, she’s super into those tapestries that tell stories with the pictures. Like this one? This one’s my favourite, it’s got some sort of giant cat getting stabbed by a hot chick. Heheh, it’s wild, isn’t it? Who even comes up with this stuff?

[Read more on AO3]

[peter-wolfsbane-pevensie]

Self care is me thinking about Caspeter married au where they're both Kings of Narnia and Rilian is their son.

(No I do not care how this affects the TCON timeline)