LINKDING

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

<blockquote>Who would have thought that they had this much in common?</blockquote> ➤ (about Susan Sowerby & Mrs Craven)

<blockquote>But it did not feel as discouraging to look at the unobtainable as it had done a few moments earlier. It wasn’t the thermos flasks she was pining for anyway, she knew that really. And it was good of Peggy to understand that, and yet still to talk about thermoses.</blockquote>

<blockquote>"Hsst," said one of the girls next to them. "Do you fight sharks a lot?"</blockquote>

<blockquote>Susan's mother raises her to be a nice, neat, well-behaved girl... Or how Susan Cooper learned how to be the spy she was always meant to be.</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>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>Twyla's on the run. Dorfl's on the case.</blockquote>

<blockquote>If Narnia is for the talking beasts, why are four humans in charge?</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>Death meets a poor woodcutter who's looking for a just man to be a godfather to his son. The new kid in Susan's class says he's going to be a great physician. The Death of Rats is just trying to do his job.</blockquote>

<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

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>

➤ in which Dawn Summers and Susan Sto Helit are college roommates

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

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

<blockquote>Alice isn't sure that she did the right thing by taking Susan Pevensie to Underland.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Everyone's children came back from the country changed. [...] The Pevensie children, though, came back... odd. It wasn't something you could put your finger on. They were polite, well-mannered to the point of cautiousness, but you always felt as though they were looking right through you, with eyes that had seen more than even the soldiers who came back hollow-eyed. Everything seemed unimportant to them, and they kept staring off into the distance, as though something was missing.</blockquote> ➤ The parental perspective on the Pevensies back from Narnia. http://archiveofourown.org/works/205672

➤ In which Susan grows up.

➤ Growing up in Narnia

➤ Problem of Susan. What else?

➤ uh. See crossover. (good omens/narnia)