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Idk their expressions are still off, but I’m done playing with this one.

This show wrecked me. To anyone who hasn’t seen it, I wish I was you so I could watch it all over again.

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AND I DONT WANT THE WORLD TO SEE ME CAUSE I DONT THINK THAT THEYD UNDERSTAND

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eternal imprisonment in a coin is suddenly looking really good

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Rayllum give big vibes of that Chris hemsworth and robert downey jr meme where ones holding their kid really gently and the other is throwing them around playing

callum being downey and rayla being hemsworth

I can see this. lol imagining this with runaan and ethari too hahaha

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Rayla and the kids (sara’s over her shoulder, rune’s under her arm)

Originally I sketched this with Callum holding the kids, but I think Rayla would be more likely to do this hahaha

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I miss her :,)

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I forgot I did this lol. But I’ve been feeling this angst lately. Love these dudes.

Oh, what are we waiting for?

Not my usual fanart, but this song I listened to really reminded me of TTM, so I did a little walk through with the lyrics and parts of the comic.

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@jelzorz peekaboo

Soren and Opeli~ bc they deserve fanart 😤

Just a cute walk through the garden. (Also more to come probs)

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Aaaaand a quick rayla paint

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A quick callum paint

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YA'LL I FORGOT HER HORNS YOU CAN'T LET ME GET AWAY WITH THIS TYPE OF THING OMG I've been doodling too much of human!rayla.

Kissy kissy kissyyy

also ima be honest I like rayla in a casual katolian fit

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Kissy kissy kissyyy

also ima be honest I like rayla in a casual katolian fit

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Whatever Else Is Left

Here's a little snippet! Putting it below the cut since there's some bad language.

Callum slumped into his driver’s seat and let his head fall against back of the headrest. He stared blankly out the windshield for a moment.

“Fuck,” he whispered angrily, a tight bubble of heat rising to his chest. The curse did little to cool it. “Fuck!” he said again, hitting his steering wheel. A pause. Then, “Fuck fuck fuck fuck,” he hit it repetitively while he yelled, “fuck fuck FUCK—”

On his last hit, his car horn blared, causing some students walking by to jump and look strangely at him. “Shitshitshit,” he panicked, waving apologetically at them. He rolled down his window to say it was an accident, but it got stuck an inch down. Of course, he thought, trying the button a few more times but it didn’t budge. He craned his neck up toward the opening, hoping they’d hear him. “Sorry!” he said, “That was an accident!”

One waved as they walked by, smiling worriedly at him in response. The others tossed judgmental glances and moved on. He clicked the window button to roll it up but that didn’t work either. “Are you serious?” he groaned, his cheek falling against the hot glass. He could already feel the summer heat trickling into his car.

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I could be waaaay off base here, but your modern AU high school Rayllum wip gives me Instant Crush by Daft Punk featuring Julian Casablancas vibes 👀

ZUPPI ITS BEEN SO LONG SINCE IVE HEARD THIS SONG OMGGGG THANK U

Not off base… not at all. 😏 I have a playlist going for this fic so this one’s getting added to the mix.

Brb gonna listen to the whole album now.

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More of my modern AU! I have the first chapter written and another 3 kinda mapped out. So… we’ll see if it turns into anything.

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Okay so. I’ve been trying to improve my writing… and the personal stuff I’ve been working on for the past year is fun but I need a break. That break has turned into a minor hyper-fixation of this concept.

To be honest, I won’t post anything unless I finish it. But I might do a small 3-5 chapter thing for this… probably 3-5k words each? Idk… stay tuned.

When they were in junior high, Rayla’s uncle, Runaan, and Callum’s stepdad, Harrow, both tragically died in a car accident. The event rocked both of their lives, but in it, Callum and Rayla found each other. Through court battles, lawsuits, and plenty of tears, Callum, Ezran, and Rayla worked together to help their families come to an understanding. Despite the grief, it almost felt like a happy ending.

But then, in the middle of their freshman year of high school, Rayla disappears.

It’s been over two years since Callum’s last seen her. Over two years since she’d run away from the home they made together. Since then, sophomore and junior year of high school left him jaded. He shouldn’t be surprised he found out she was back through the rumor mill. Why would she have told him herself? Still, being just as shocked as any other student at this school when she’d shown up the first day of senior year was… shitty. Just a few hours in and his school year was already off to a great start.

To make it even worse? They’ve been paired together for their senior project.

She’d said nothing more than a weak ‘hey’ since she awkwardly sat down at the desk next to him. When she spoke next, he almost didn’t recognize her voice. It had been so long since he’d last heard it. “So… how should we…?” He hated how much he missed it. “I don’t care. I’ll do some research tonight and throw some sources into the google doc,” he answered, refusing to look at her. He busied himself by shoving his notebook into his backpack. “What should I do?” she asked, this time her voice sounded annoyed. She was annoyed? He felt indignation rise to the surface, but he stuffed it down. He didn’t want to give her the pleasure of seeing him angry. “I dunno, figure it out. You can…” he shrugged, swinging his backpack over his shoulder as he stood up. “Just take whatever else is left.”

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When they were in junior high, Rayla’s uncle, Runaan, and Callum’s stepdad, Harrow, both tragically died in a car accident. The event rocked both of their lives, but in it, Callum and Rayla found each other. Through court battles, lawsuits, and plenty of tears, Callum, Ezran, and Rayla worked together to help their families come to an understanding. Despite the grief, it almost felt like a happy ending.

But then, in the middle of their freshman year of high school, Rayla disappears.

It’s been over two years since Callum’s last seen her. Over two years since she’d run away from the home they made together. Since then, sophomore and junior year of high school left him jaded. He shouldn’t be surprised he found out she was back through the rumor mill. Why would she have told him herself? Still, being just as shocked as any other student at this school when she’d shown up the first day of senior year was… shitty. Just a few hours in and his school year was already off to a great start.

To make it even worse? They’ve been paired together for their senior project.

She’d said nothing more than a weak ‘hey’ since she awkwardly sat down at the desk next to him. When she spoke next, he almost didn’t recognize her voice. It had been so long since he’d last heard it. “So… how should we…?” He hated how much he missed it. “I don’t care. I’ll do some research tonight and throw some sources into the google doc,” he answered, refusing to look at her. He busied himself by shoving his notebook into his backpack. “What should I do?” she asked, this time her voice sounded annoyed. She was annoyed? He felt indignation rise to the surface, but he stuffed it down. He didn’t want to give her the pleasure of seeing him angry. “I dunno, figure it out. You can…” he shrugged, swinging his backpack over his shoulder as he stood up. “Just take whatever else is left.”