The Bletchley Circle
it feels like home
by spheeris1
(check the tags, all mistakes are mine) "And yet here she is, finally ready to see what might be in this brave new world that she has worked so hard to find and to accept."
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The Bletchley Circle
as bright
by spheeris1
drabble // Susan POV // Series 1 & 2 stuff + the past // Susan/Millie emotions // 'It was the charm, at first, that made Susan look on when she should have kept her eyes to herself.'
The Bletchley Circle
run and run
by spheeris1
drabble // Susan POV // Series 2 // '...and how hard had she worked to win such battles - with herself, with secrecy, with a tender want that stood in the way of everything else - only to feel as though she had lost the war nonetheless'
Chronicles of Narnia - C. S. Lewis
A potentially explicit work
Chronicles of Narnia - C. S. Lewis+1
A potentially explicit work
Chronicles of Narnia - All Media Types
A potentially explicit work
Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
wallflower in defense of
by dirgewithoutmusic
When she was small, Susie’s aunt Amelia had taken her to work whenever her parents asked her to babysit. She toddled around her office. When Susie was older, she got to sit under her aunt's desk in court and listen to her give out rulings, verdicts, decrees. There was tradition there, scripts and structure, and Susie had felt herself lean into them, comforted, strengthened. Over the years, she saw so many ways the system could be corrupted. Umbridge used it like a blunt weapon and blood purists had snuck into it for years like burrowing termites, undermining the foundations, making it their own home. When Susan Bones was twenty-three she would look across her steaming mug and the Ministry breakroom table, and see Hermione aching to burn it all down to ashes. Susan wanted to scour it to its roots, instead, wear it down to its rebar and concrete, and then rebuild from the old, worn foundations on up. “Your parents died for you,” Susie told Harry Potter once. “My aunt died for this. Now either shut up and get me a fresh cup of coffee or try to drag me out of here before I finish this.” But that was a war away. That was a childhood away from now.
Chronicles of Narnia - All Media Types+1
a call rattling in her
by dirgewithoutmusic
"You’ve all grown so much," their mother says. Edmund is too young to register, but older now than he was at his first war; Lucy, who had been so young when they had left, grew into herself in a world filled with magic. All of them, they have responsibility pressed into their shoulders, old ropes they can’t even grasp for. No one is asking them to take that mantle on their shoulders, and that’s the hardest part. You get used to the weight. You build your world around it, build your identity into the crooks and crannies of the load you carry. Susan has forgotten about being a child. She is the blessed, the chosen, the promised. Susan has decades on her classmates, wars, loss and betrayal, victory and growing fields, the trust of her subjects. It was a visceral thing, to have all those lives under her protection and to know that her subjects slept safe, peacefully, on dark nights. Here, on this drab concrete, her people are untouchable, indefensible; her self is vanished, her kingdom gone; she can feel the loss like a wound. She has lost her power, but that trust, that responsibility remains. It circles her ankles, trips her in the school hallways.
Chronicles of Narnia - C. S. Lewis+1
the last pevensie
by dirgewithoutmusic
Let’s talk about being the last one left. No, really, think about it: You get a call in the middle of the night, in the little flat you can just barely afford, and you are told there has been an accident. Think about it, that moment– you scramble over everyone you know, everyone you love, and try to figure out where they all are that night. There are things rushing in your gut, your fingertips, your lungs, your ears– there are words in your ears as the tinny, sympathetic voice starts to tell you: it is everyone.
Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling+1
Susan Afterwards
by orphan_account
Susan marries a nice, normal man named Charles Evans and has two not-so-nice, not-so-normal daughters
Chronicles of Narnia - C. S. Lewis+2
listening to the sound
by dirgewithoutmusic
Lucy kept faith. Peter kept steady. Edmund chose, again and again, to earn his title every day of his short/long life, trying to make up for a sin that everyone but himself had forgiven him for. Susan lives.
James Bond (Movies)+2
No Betrayal
by MarbleGlove
Self-care is not betrayal, and love does not require obedience. Also known as the time Susan went on to become a psychologist at MI-6.
Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
A potentially explicit work
Captain America (Movies)+5
Parsley Sage Rosemary
by childishinquiry
“My real name’s not Peggy.” “Well, what is it?” Steve laughs like he did on the USO tours; affected, too bright. “Margaret? I could call you Margaret.” “My real name is Susan,” she says. “Susan Pevensie."
Discworld - Terry Pratchett
The Importance of Being
by gogollescent
In which Susan identifies "Where's My Cow" as a proto-talismanic anchor for Young Sam's continued health and existence, and tries very hard not to wonder what the Vimes' butler does on his day off. There may also be a lesson about the meaning of Hogswatch, but no one wants to talk about that.
Chronicles of Narnia - C. S. Lewis
Pausing to Smell the
by MarbleGlove
A single scene: Fifty years later there's a prison, a guard, and roses. Susan has no regrets.
Chronicles of Narnia - C. S. Lewis
Adaptive Coloration Four
by cofax
Susan Pevensie is good at adjusting to her circumstances.
Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
Susan Bones' Guide To Destroying House Rivalries
by Cherry_TheGenZ
Once upon a time, there was a girl. Once upon a time, there was no girl. Once upon a time, there was a girl- again. When Susan Bones starts having weird dreams and visions at eight years-old, her parents try their best to hide her status as a Seer. When she's left with her Aunt Amelia that same year, she has to keep everything a secret, especially knowing the things she does now. But beside all that, she's an eleven year-old starting her first year at Hogwarts, and considering Harry is probably the safest he will be, Susan has other plans; to stop the ostracization of the Slytherins, and to be strong enough to protect the future. ---- "Susan Bones? No, I don't know her..?" "You don't? She's the scariest Hufflepuff in this school..she's got the Slytherins listening to her." "Wait, is she the girl who sprayed water at Malfoy everytime he said mudblood?" "Yup." "I think she's my favorite person in this whole school." "Harry!" "No, I agree." "Hermione!" Introducing: Susan Bones, snake-wrangler extraordinaire.