LINKDING

<blockquote>In fleeing the Red Keep, Sansa takes a secret passage through an old wardrobe and winds up somewhere else entirely.</blockquote>

<blockquote>The first winter.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Susan and Aravis exchange gifts.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Aravis has renounced all else, but she cannot renounce the blood running in her veins. She is born out of the line of Tisrocs and Tarkaans, blood of Calormene rulers who have laid siege to Archenland by means both foul and fair through the ages, and she may not lay claim to Archenland’s heir.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Sometimes, long after sunset, Susan would crawl in bed with Lucy and snuggle close. Her tears made the pillow damp, and the bed was only meant for one; but Lucy was small in this world, and they fit. Lucy did not cry, because she did not see that crying would help.</blockquote> ➤ Lucy decides to stay in Narnia after her third trip. Has great content to do with Susan, and Lucy's relationship with her and insight int oher, as well as the great Lucy stuff

<blockquote>If there's a way back out of this world, Will is determined to find it. At any cost.</blockquote> ➤ Took the Golden Compass's understanding of things as truth rather than Narnia's, which made me sad, but it is a well done fic for what it is.

<blockquote>Lune, his family, his friends, and some unfortunate members of the Avran nobility. </blockquote>

<blockquote>Digory comes home from the war, but Polly is still fighting hers.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Or, how the glorious Affair of the Motor Car on the Senate House Roof became the rather more alarming Affair of the Enormous Giants.</blockquote> ➤ this crossover works rather alarmingly well! I love seeing the Pevensies through the tone of the Psmith books

<blockquote>After the Pevensies leave Narnia and find themselves back in the bodies of children, they each find their own way to cope -- but Edmund needs a little help.</blockquote>

<blockquote>This is the custom of Narnia.</blockquote>

<blockquote>If Narnia is for the talking beasts, why are four humans in charge?</blockquote>

<blockquote>"Frank and Helen are going to build an entire world from scratch, almost. I'm longing to see how they do it, but I never shall."</blockquote>

<blockquote>Lucy looks around, wondering what makes the Professor's workshop so dangerous. At first glance, she can't see anything special: just a bunch of computers on a rack and a half-dozen monitors scattered about to no apparent plan, each surrounded by drifts of notepaper and graph paper. But then one monitor switches from its screensaver -- snow falling onto pine trees -- to a black screen with a single line of text. Lucy steps closer, curious. <Hello?> the computer says again. The cursor blinks in silent invitation.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Susan doesn't believe in fairy tales. Edmund doesn't know how to treat old books. Tolkien just wants them to go away and let him work.</blockquote> ➤ the crossover with lotr stuff is whatever but I am super into Susan and Edmund in this fic

<blockquote>A modern teenage girl goes into the Wardrobe, meets Aslan, and learns a secret locked away for over 60 years. Written for the 2011 Narnia Fic Exchange to address "The Problem of Susan" "OMG. I could be pulling drinks a char-bucks and going to the Chicago Blues Fest. Instead, I'm so stuck in Fordwich, Kent, UK for the whole &&%^$!;char-%#!! summer going through my Gran Su's wardrobe. IKR? Pity me, back up vocals of the F-list. This is going to suck."</blockquote> ➤ or: Susan's granddaughter goes through her things after her death, and posts about it on her personal LJ

<blockquote>King Rilian ruled Narnia well in those first months after his father died, ably assisted by many excellent advisors, but the King himself was still troubled by memories of his enchantment.</blockquote>

Susan has never had the greatest respect for linear time. Now, slipping through it like water through a sieve, she wonders if it hasn’t just stuck around because no one’s bothered to point out how ridiculous it actually is.

<blockquote>And having just said all of that about Susan, upon having given the matter far too much thought, the real Problem of Susan, to my mind, had nothing to do with her family dying. It sucks a lot, but it happens and people can die without God Specifically Being Out To Get You. People cope with that and move on all the time, and we feel for them, but they do not get recorded as one of the Great Literary Injustices. No, what I started thinking was that I’m thirty-five. I love my life. I have work I care about and a man I am quite desperately in love with. And if I suddenly fell through a wardrobe and was eleven years old again, I would go so batshit insane that they would have to make up new words for how insane I had gone. I expect I might have a hard time playing nice with the god responsible. So, y’know. (I realize that half my short stories turn up as “Point of view of the woman in this otherwise well-known story” and beg forgiveness in advance.) This one may even qualify as fan-fic! I make you a gift of it, although if my plane goes down in the Atlantic, please remember me for Digger and the Little Red Riding Hood thing instead.</blockquote>

<blockquote>You know all those Betan survey ships that go into wormholes and don’t come out? They go to Narnia</blockquote>

<blockquote>How the Goa'uld Therem came to infiltrate Stargate Command and make an attempt to commandeer the Gate, as told by Susan Pevensie to SG-1 (with necessary omissions).</blockquote> ➤ a remix of An Alternate Solution to the Problem of Susan, by cofax

<blockquote>On the wall behind the High King's chair hung a great spear: its bronze point shone in the firelight, and the feathers bound about it looked fresh, but there were dark stains on the wood.</blockquote> ➤ dark

<blockquote>If the Marsh-Wiggles had not kidnapped Edmund while he was taking an entirely peaceful tour of the northern borders, and then sent a nonsensical demand to Cair Paravel, Susan would not now be wishing for Peter to be slogging through the midnight mud instead.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Susan Pevensie is good at adjusting to her circumstances.</blockquote> ➤ ALL FIVE of these are amazing

➤ In which the Problem of Susan is explained by Goa'uld

<blockquote>Once there were four children whose names were Helen, Tom, Alice, and Walter. This story is about something that happened to them when they spent the summer at their uncle's dairy farm in western Massachusetts.</blockquote>

<blockquote>After the coronation festivities, the real work begins.</blockquote>

<blockquote>In the fourteenth year of Rishti Tisroc's reign, a demon in the shape of a beaver is captured and brought to Tashbaan. Shezan Tolkheera, high priestess of the goddess Achadith, is given the responsibility of guarding the demon until its sacrifice at the Spring Festival. Complications ensue.</blockquote> ➤ also on ao3 at http://archiveofourown.org/series/12008 where there's a prequel I haven't yet read but apparently already downloaded

<blockquote>Susan Pevensie goes to Blackstock College.</blockquote>

➤ Anthony Bourdain (of A Cook's Tour: Global Adventures in Extreme Cuisines) does Narnia.