#The dragon Prince x reader

[platinumrosetail]

Ok so interesting idea at least I think so.

What about a the dragon prince x sagua creator!reader idea?

The reader would be the creator of teyvat and its inhabitants on it, the reader decided to go to another world where the reader isn’t high regarded and didn’t create the world she went to, just to have some fun since she kinda gotten a bit bored with the same old, same old stuff in teyvat and needed a break.

She decided to work in a castle in a kingdom called katolis as nanny to the two princes, then getting a high position once the two princes grew up more to not need a nanny. She became great friends with the king and queen fast which lead to her getting those positions sooner than it probably would.

Viren, the high mage have a bit of rivalry between him and the reader though it’s more one sided as she doesn’t see him as a challenge considering who she is but she loves to tease the man when she can, unknowingly resulting in viren having a bit of attraction for her (I love drama ����😁😈).

She will stay in katolis as the 3 protagonist go to xadia, mostly because she doesn’t want to ruin the kids fun plus she feels like she is needed in the castle anyway, what she doesn’t know is that she gains many male’s interest while staying in that world.

So what do y’all think? It’s still a work in progress but I would like to hopefully make it into a book or at least do some work of it on here (maybe people request things based on it? I don’t know about doing it on my own as I haven’t been doing stuff on my own considering I keep on switching which fandoms I want to do and end up deleting them and not liking them lol 😂😭), this will most likely have a female reader as I can’t really think of it with a male!reader this time sadly 😭 but that could change maybe? Anyway hope yall like it! I hope yall request for it as I think it’s a fun idea. Anyway hope yall have a wonderful day/evening/night!!

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[roseauthor]

Guys in the last episode, when there’s only 13mins left this man shows up. This fucking NPC is so hot god damn. LOOK AT THIS MAN OMGGGG

I can’t wait for the season 7 discussions of the dragon prince. Because I certainly have a couple of things to day.

(I cried and need people to talk to. Damnit repost omd imma die.)

[runaankisser]

Runaan and Ethari smut headcannons

Mature

My motivation and mental health is 📉📉

So this probably sucks (im a virgin chat idk how this shit works)

♡Runaan

-I’m sorry but my man is a bottoooom. There is no way he wants to take control after always training / ordering the other assassins around

-I think he would be pretty vanilla.. maybe a praise kink but nothing extreme

-He wouldn’t do well on his own for too long after sex. Best to have water, a clothe and other things close at hand, or else he may sub drop

♡Ethari

-He’s definitely a switch. I think he would have a preference with topping but wouldn’t mind being a bottom

-I honestly can’t see him being heavy into kinky shit. He probably just likes sweet, lovey dovey sex

-Super caring, always checking in, making sure his partner is still consenting and okay

-He is definitely the BEST at aftercare. Especially with Runaan, he knows exactly what he needs and is able to give it

-Isn’t afraid to give lots and lots of praise, kisses and cuddles for aftercare

[demigoddessqueens]

Helloo I was wondering if you could do fluff headcanons or maybe a scenario where The reader was Aaravos old love then the reader gets reincarnated and thry reunite?

I hope this isn't too much I just really need more x reader content of him :)) =] thank you..!!!

Aww 🥹💔

The last time he saw you, the grays and wrinkles did not diminish your beauty.

Then he saw you again, an ambitious mage eager to make a name for themselves

Just when he gets the chance to know you more, the age and toil of magic is already taking a toll on you.

Then your a monarch. A warrior. A simple village person.

But you still carry yourself just the same and he can recognize your voice and being. And it makes his heart leap to see or hear you.

The life of an elf is but an eternity, but your life is in the blink of an eye.

Still, Aaravos took you for the walks you and him both enjoyed decades ago. Your meetings are short lived but he always treasures them.

And that’s how it was for as long as Fate could allow him.

[linkemon]

Too late (Runaan x Reader)

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"— ᴛᴏᴍᴏʀʀᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ꜰʀᴇᴇ, ʀᴜɴᴀᴀɴ."

ᴀᴅᴅɪᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ ɪɴꜰᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: 1. ᴛʜᴇ ꜱʜᴏᴛ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀɪɴꜱ ᴀ ꜱᴘᴏɪʟᴇʀ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴇᴘɪꜱᴏᴅᴇ 8 ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ 1ꜱᴛ ꜱᴇᴀꜱᴏɴ. 2. ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ'ꜱ ᴏʀɪᴇɴᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴡᴀꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡɴ ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀꜱᴛ ꜱᴇᴀꜱᴏɴ (ᴛʜᴇ ꜱʜᴏᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴡʀɪᴛᴛᴇɴ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ᴀʟʟ ᴏꜰ ᴜꜱ ᴋɴᴇᴡ).

What was Viren trying to accomplish? The question had been on Runaan's mind for days now. How long, he couldn't remember exactly. After he'd murdered the king of Katolis and been thrown into a cramped cell, he'd lost track of time.

[Reader] would visit him sometimes. At least, that was how she introduced herself. She brought him both human food, elven juice and messages from Viren as well. So far, he had not drunk anything, nor admitted to anything. But he found that the girl was a diversion during the slowly dragging time. The time that was still left before he died.

He was more certain of nothing in his life than his imminent end. Raised as an elven warrior, he learned from an early age to push fear into the recesses of his consciousness. And years spent training and the oath sworn with his brothers allowed him to do what had to be done and accept the consequences.

He only regretted that Rayla, whom he had trained for so long, was unable to shed her scruples. But he had little control over that. He only knew that she would lose her hand instead of her life, which might have been a silver lining but in reality she would be covered in shame for not keeping her oath.

The value Runaan fought for was justice.

Or at least he believed with all his might that it was. Even if, from the perspective of the human race, he dreamed of revenge, he considered it righteous.

That was why he was hanging almost helplessly from the handcuffs connected to the ceiling. They locked his arms, legs and prevented him from moving most of the time. But he still held his head up with the pride typical of elves. Unfortunately, his strength was gradually failing him, which did not go unnoticed by Viren.

Runaan had already examined every inch of gray stone beneath his feet and the mold at the other end of the cell. Every now and then he caught a glimpse of a mouse scurrying by. At that unremarkable moment, [Reader] entered the cell. Her demeanor, however, indicated that something was clearly wrong because she usually moved quickly and quietly but now she turned her head a few times, as if checking to see if anyone was behind her and then, right in front of him, drank some of the juice.

— You should take this. — She held the bottle to his lips. — I assure you it’s not poisoned.

— What you did doesn’t prove anything yet — he replied in a hoarse voice.

He didn't really believe in the girl's intentions. She could have just as easily drunk the antidote or let herself be sacrificed to the governor.

— Viren doesn't want to kill you. He needs you. For now, at least — she added quietly. — And I'm going to get you out of here.

— Why would the woman from Katolis want to release her king’s killer from prison? — he snarled.

— Harrow was never my king — she snapped quietly.

— I still don't see why you would do something like that.

— I don't have time for your idiotic questions.

— My dear, I have all the time in the world. — He smiled.

She looked at him, then resignedly pushed her hair to the side. Despite the darkness, lit only by the faint glow from the corridor, he saw that it carefully covered her long, elven ears.

Runaan, unable to believe his eyes, moved his gaze to her hands, where he saw five fingers.

— Most people are at the king’s funeral, so we have some time — she explained briefly, glancing back out of the corner of her eye. — My grandfather was an elf. — She pointed to her ears again. — He fell in love with my grandmother, who followed him to Xadia, where my mother was later born. A year later, humans stole the dragon prince’s egg and, at her husband’s urging, she fled to Katolis. Hoping for his return, she raised the child. It wasn’t that hard. My mother was physically fit but her appearance was deceptively close to human. When she grew up, she met my father and the genes weakened even more. That’s why I have five fingers and I’m not much different from anyone else. After my mother died, I ended up at the castle by saving the life of Claudia, who is Viren’s daughter. Since then, I’ve been under his watchful eye and...

— I don’t understand what you’re getting at — he said.

— I want to get to Xadia safely. I received a sealed letter from my grandfather half a year ago. There is no mistake. He is waiting for me there because he is unable to get to Katolis without getting involved in the conflict. By holding back, he pays tribute to my deceased grandmother.

From the elf's perspective, [Reader]'s grandfather had lost his honour by failing to fight for his people but Runaan was not about to throw away a potential ally. So he stuck to the neutral statement of fact:

— I understand that in exchange for your help I would take you to Xadia.

— Yes. — She rubbed her fingers nervously.

— Why do you think I'd agree? I've already achieved my goal. Besides, I might as well slaughter you right after you escape.

— Elves aren’t like that! — she interjected.

She hesitated but quickly regained her composure.

It sounded like she'd said this denial many times before.

— I know that... people believe the nonsense they're told but my family didn't ignore the truth when I was learning about your culture. If I hadn't chosen to trust you, I wouldn't be here.

Runaan held her determined gaze.

— Let's say I trust you, too. What's your plan? Assuming you have one...

— We'll have to wait until the coronation, when the perfect opportunity to get you out of here quietly will present itself. Especially since Viren put spells on the shackles but I've already stolen a few things, so that shouldn't be a problem. You should also try to regain your strength by then, so I brought you some juice and some formula. — She pulled out a second vial, previously hidden in her wide skirt.

The elf eyed both bottles suspiciously, then sniffed as she unscrewed the cap. The first definitely contained juice. He wasn't so sure about the second but the liquid reminded him of something the medic had made him the last time he'd had a nasty wound and needed a quick fix.

He was aware of the risk he was takin but he had already completed his task. The only thing that loomed before him was death or the betrayal of his already dead brothers. He had no other choice.

So he did what cold calculation told him and drank the contents of both bottles.

— I’ll be back tomorrow. — She smiled shyly in response to this act.

Then, looking around carefully, she left the cell. Leaving Runaan with doubts.

The elf was finally able to let his guard down for a moment.

Being suspended in handcuffs was already making it hard for him to sleep. Now, on top of that, he wondered if he had just made a mortal mistake. As a result, he didn't sleep a wink until Viren's next visit.

[Reader] came to him when she received such an order and she was exactly as quiet as she had been at first. The elf guessed that the governor must be watching her.

Their meetings were completely different when she came while Viren was unaware.

She brought him bits and pieces of information about his kin that she had managed to overhear in the castle, told him about her past and corrected her knowledge of elves. Oddly enough, she managed to get close enough to Runaan to tell her about himself. He had never confided in anyone like that in his life.

[Reader] also made an ointment that would partially numb the pain but didn't get rid of the prisoner's scars, cuts or bruises. They didn't want to risk a failed operation by acting too suspiciously.

The girl applied the medicine with such delicacy that the elf could have sworn that if he had even hissed, he would have stopped feeling that anyone was there.

Oddly enough, her touch and presence seemed oddly soothing to him, even though he had hated the human race so much up until that point. He explained it to himself by saying that she was the only one who resembled his people to some extent.

The night before her escape, [Reader] went over every step of the journey and the details with him once more, and then, before she could change her mind, she walked over and placed a gentle kiss on his cheek.

— Tomorrow you will be free, Runaan. — She left.

The elf was confused as he felt a warmth around his heart but decided to put the budding feeling aside as the day had come when he would regain his freedom.

However, the governor thwarted the plans by bringing something the prisoner had not expected. A mirror was brought into the cell.

Runaan was well aware of the danger that lurked within the ancient relic, especially considering whose hands it had taken. He also knew that if he so much as uttered a word, death would befall many, so he proudly refused to cooperate.

He kept the secret.

But it cost him pain, suffering and endless nightmares.

Even Gren on the other side of the castle dungeons heard his screams.

He had lost all hope of any escape.

Because how could one try to escape from inside the coin?

He lost his chance at something he had never experienced before.

Two hours later, [Reader] entered the cell.

However, she found no one there.

She arrived too late.

[redr0sewrites]

The Dragon Prince Masterlist

Aaravos

Aaravos General Romantic Hcs - sfw and nsfw

Tickles, Kisses, and Aaravos - fluff

Aaravos Being Insecure Ab the Star on His Chest - angst to fluff

Riding Aaravos' Thigh - smut

Stay With Me - angst to fluff

Stay Still - sub! Aaravos x afab!reader

Cuddling With Aaravos Hcs - fluff

Self Care with Aaravos Hcs - fluff

Arguing with Aaravos Hcs - angst/fluff

Mourning Readers Death - angst

Aaravos x reader smut - riding Aaravos' face

Switch!Men thirst - nsfw/smut

Sub!Aaravos thirst - modern au - nsfw/smut

Sub!Aaravos x reader - overstimulation - nsfw/smut

Sub!Aaravos x reader - modern au! phone sex - nsfw/smut

Aaravos x afab!S/o on their period Hcs

Kim'dael

Kimdael General Romantic Hcs - sfw and nsfw

Knife Sex w Kim'dael in the Woods - nsfw/smut

Pls lmk if any links aren't working or if u have any issues!! feel free to send in reqs!!!! :)

[starless-nightz]

Hcs for Amaya from the Dragon Prince helping her daughter cope after she loses her hearing completely from an explosion?

Platonic! Amaya helping her deaf! daughter! reader after losing her hearing

note -> FIRST TDP REQUEST YAYAYAYYA!!

warnings -> none.

content includes -> hurt/comfort, short.

Amaya was born deaf, so she might not completely understand what you are currently feeling but she will try her best to comfort you

Amaya trys her best to be there to comfort you, shes only thankful that she cant hear you crying when she hugs you

It didn't take you too long to adjust to being deaf, you were lucky enough that you already knew sign language but its still hard for you to cope, at least you have your mother and family to help you

[idiewhenrhythmgamesdie]

please tell me u guys see it too😭 I beg someone to write smth for him🙏🙏

HIS VOICE IS🔥🔥🔥

[aviradasa]

In honor of the new season of the dragon prince I am asking for HELLA request for the characters. so get asking my little goblins.

[skyzerkarma]

Request Rules + Fandoms

RULES

I ask that you only request up to two oneshots at a time, and wait until one of your requests is completed to ask for another.

You may request any characters from the fandoms listed below, there are no restrictions for that aside from the fact that I will only write child characters in platonic oneshots.

You may not request from a fandom that is not listed below.

I will not write smut/lemons or limes.

I will do Yandere content, assuming it confines to the prior restriction and you are specific in the request.

I will not write anything besides oneshots. Do not ask for headcannons, imagines, etc.

I will write for female, male, and non-binary readers. But you must be specific in what you want when you request.

Respond to this post or message me your request

FANDOMS

Avatar the Last Airbender

Demon Slayer

Divergent

Fablehaven/Dragonwatch

Genshin Impact

Harry Potter (Including Hogwarts Legacy and Hogwarts Mystery)

Jujutsu Kaisen

Lego Monkie Kid

Lord of the Rings

My Hero Academia

One Piece

Percy Jackson

Pokémon

Psych

Splatoon

Tales of Arcadia

The Dragon Prince

The Hobbit

The Legend of Korra

Total Drama

more may be added later..

[platinumrosetail]

So here’s another the dragon prince x reader idea:

What if the reader was from our world and had died soon after transporting into the dragon prince world as their oc that they had made for the show? They try to keep a low profile but still have fun in the show but what they didn’t know was that their oc backstory had linked to the show instead of just being a nonexistent backstory for a oc that was made for said show.

As you can tell it’s a work in progress still so some things may change when it’s finally made if I decide to make this.

Now this might be only a one character x reader fanfic idea if I do do it (which I’m kinda tempted to make it) and thankfully I’m able to do both female and male reader for this so yay! Anyway this idea of mine really peaks my interest so this might be the one I do unless I have an even better idea than it.

Hope yall liked it. Tell me what yall think! 😁 I’d like to hear y’all’s thoughts on it! Anyway hope yall have a wonderful day/evening/night.

[newtthetranswriter]

Pride Event 2024

Hello everyone, as you may have figured out I am a queer trans writer, and therefore I want to do something for Pride month this year. I want to write a bunch of LGBTQIA fics to post throughout the month of June, and so hopefully that’s where all of you lovelies come in. If you wish please send in Lgbtqia requests for any of the characters I listed in this post, as long as it’s lgbtq I’ll see what I can do with it. This post will have a list of characters I will write for during this event, as well as a list of rules for the event. So without further ado please join me in prepping for Pride month and consider requesting. everything is under the keep reading to no clog the dash.

Here's my master list if you want to check out some of my work.

Requests for this event will be open until the end of June, but please check my rules and character lists before requesting.

Event fics:

Soulmates? Soulmates Part 2

Love is a Chess Games - Kuroo x male reader, Kuroo learns how to play chess to get to know his crush

Pastries and Bullet Wounds - Spencer Reid x Male reader, Spencer makes daily trips to a small bakery, He grew close with the lead baker but both being awkward they danced around their feelings, what happens when Spencer is hurt on a case.

Dancing with Curses - Gojo x Male Zenin Reader, Y/n left the Jujutsu world to become a dancer but alas we all know it's hard to stay away for long, Now back at Jujutsu High will old feelings resurface?

Misunderstandings - Takashi Mitsuya x gn! reader, Takashi lets stress get to him and thinks the worst on his birthday

'Perfect' Vice Captain - Koushi Sugawara x gn! reader, a relaxing evening and jokes are just what this crazy setter needs for his birthday

A trail of notes - Denki x transmasc reader, with his birthday around the corner what better way to confess then leaving notes telling him everything you love about him.

Choso at pride - Choso x transmasc reader, title says it all

list will be updated as I finish and schedule pieces.

note: Regular requests are still open and I'm working on the ones I have, I ask that if it is a request for my pride event please make it known some how.

[roseauthor]

Hi rosé! Happy new year if it’s happened for you yet 💜

I wanted to request how Callum, Ezran, Rayla and Soren would react to having a secret older sister who is a very powerful mage but refuses to help them properly imprison Aaravos?

You can make up a reason on why she doesn’t want to help, I don’t mind + why she was hidden away.

Can I be the 🦉anon? If you say no that’s ok lol

Happy new year! I love you. Let’s get married. That’s one of the most interesting things to write. New year and being sick burned me out way too much. So seeing this request made me very happy. Sadly my writing for Soren kinda sucks I just can’t seem to get into his little head. (I had fun w ezran’s one, and Soren’s one isn’t canon sorry I tweaked.)

So erm.. my stupid ass does NOT know what an 🦉 canon is. So I’m very sorry! Not proof read. Anyway enjoy your request!

𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞… 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩!

ℐ𝓃 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝒸𝒽 𝓎ℴ𝓊𝓇 𝒻𝒶𝓋ℴ𝓊𝓇𝒾𝓉ℯ 𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓇𝒶𝒸𝓉ℯ𝓇𝓈 𝒻𝒾𝓃𝒹 ℴ𝓊𝓉 𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓎 𝒽𝒶𝓋ℯ 𝒶𝓃 ℴ𝓁𝒹ℯ𝓇 𝓈𝒾𝓈𝓉ℯ𝓇， 𝓌𝒽ℴ 𝒹ℴℯ𝓈𝓃’𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓉 𝓉ℴ 𝒽ℯ𝓁𝓅 𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓂 𝒹ℯ𝒻ℯ𝒶𝓉 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝑔𝓇ℯ𝒶𝓉ℯ𝓈𝓉 ℯ𝓋𝒾𝓁 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓌ℴ𝓇𝓁𝒹．

（ℐ𝓉’𝓈 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓉ℯ𝒹 𝓌𝒽ℯ𝓃 𝒾𝓉 𝓉𝒶𝓀ℯ𝓈 𝓅𝓁𝒶𝒸ℯ）

~Rayla~ “season 7.”

Sorry excuse her? She just finds out from Astrid that Aaravos is literally back. And now she has to deal with this?!

Honestly, she would feel betrayed.

You probably popped up with Astrid while travelling around the world. In my opinion, moon-shadow elves don’t just leave their family, only for a mission.

And since were talking about her elder sister, your at least 4 years older in my eyes for her not to know you.

How it plays out:

“Aaravos has returned.” Astrid spoke, before speaking about how she couldn’t just not say anything, meanwhile Callum and Rayla just stood there. Disbelieve in their eyes.

“I.. I need a moment.” Callum said after most of the panic in his eyes disappeared, before walking off. Leaving Astrid and Rayla waiting. “By the way.. that’s not all.” Her words made Rayla groan,

“It cant be worse then Aaravos.”

“It can be.” You spoke as you stepped outside the shadow of a tree. You gave Astrid a nod, telling her subtly that you’d like to be alone with your little sister. Rayla looked at you, immediately on guard, dual swords pointing at you. “You’ve grown.” You spoke softly, holding the moon staf firmly in your hand as you stepped into the clearing.

“Loose the hood, and drop the staf.” Rayla said, which made you chuckle, you gently and slowly out the staf on the ground, standing up straight before removing the hood of your black cloak.

Her eyes widened the moment she saw you. You looked.. almost exactly like her. Identical, more like her father but still. In her moment of shock she lowered her weapons. “Who- who are you?” She asked firmly.

White hair, pointy ears. Same horns. Almost exactly like hers…

“I would say your older sister, but these days sharing blood doesn’t seem to matter.” You looked at her. Last time you saw her she was but a little baby. Before you got lost that is. (Zoro moment)

“I don’t have a sister.” She walked closer to you, holding the sword to your neck. “You looked like her, our mother.” You spoke, holding a finger to the blade at your neck, pushing it away. “You’re still in deny, but if Ethari and Runaan saw me they would just tell you the same.”

She quickly replied, “I’m not taking you to them.” “I am your older sister, just tell me how to proof it.”

You had finally made your way back home, to the Silvergrove. Of course you didn’t assume that Rayla would recognise you, but you would’ve at least thought your parents would’ve told her about you. Perhaps they thought you died.

“Rayla there you are-..” the basket full of fruits fell from his hands, he looked at you as if he’d seen a ghost. You looked at him, guilt in your eyes. He’s changed. Meanwhile Rayla had to move her whole head to see him.

“You’re.. alive..?” He breathed out, walking up to you, you felt tears coming up, when your parents had duties, they used to drop for year old you off at Ethari and Runaan’s. You’d never forget them.

“It seems I am, yes.” Rayla looked back at you, the blade dropped completely from your neck. She looked at you, with an expression you can’t make out. Betrayal, sadness, anger, confusion.

“So it’s true?” She looked at you then at Ethari, who cupped your cheek. She looks just like her father, he thought, “she’s my sister?” She frowned at the gesture of Ethari. She’d only ever seen him look so, relieved other then his husband’s return.

Ethari nodded at Rayla. “It’s her, unmistakable, I’d recognise those eyes anywhere. You’ve been gone eighteen years., we thought you died- What happened?” Rayla too wanted to know why you left… why you left her. It’s been so hard having her parents leave her. And now she finds out she finds out her older sister left.

“I got lost, I couldn’t find my way back.” This made Ethari smile a bit, he pulled you in for a hug, “why didn’t you come home sooner?” “I thought.. you all wouldn’t want me back.”

Ethari wanted to smack you, “nonsense.”

You made your way back home.. home, what a strange word. When Runaan saw you he thought he was dreaming. A nightmare that had finally stopped haunting him years ago had returned. But when he touched you and you were real. He cried. You explained everything.

How you got lost, how a moon mage took you in. Taught you. How you took over her role. And traveled the world. How you… finally came home again. In return they explained that your parents had died. You cried, but over your tears Rayla finally came to terms that you were actually her sister. That you actually cared.

“I have a sister.. who’s a mage.” Her words made you chuckle, her eyes lid up as she realised something, “you- you can help defeat Aaravos!” She exclaimed, her words made you frown.

“The great one?” She nodded, her older sister was powerfull she could create another prison and then they could- “no.” You said firmly.

Silence.

“What?” She looked almost offended. “Why not?” She asked, you owed her at least that right? Your help. For leaving her all those years!

“I know his stories, and from his perspective, I would do the same if it was you. He’s… not a bad person.” You tried to explain, your master had told you all about it. “He’s not a bad person?!” Rayla exclaimed angrily. “He’s probably killed over a thousand, and if he isn’t stopped he could kill more! He’ll story everything- and what story?”

You weren’t about to and explain everything, so you just decided to tell her the obvious one. “I’m strong sure, but I haven’t been taught how to create a magic prison. And even if we do destroy his mortal vessel, when he’ll return when his stars align again.”

She was now quiet, she could see why, but still. It made her angry that you didn’t see what kind of evil he is. “But,” your one words made her turn her head. “You have my protection. I’ll keep you and your friends and allies save. I’ll do my best at least.”

At least you were willing to help, now she wanted to know everything about you. After all… your her family, her last blood relative. She wanted to find out how you think. The way your mind works. Maybe in knowing that, she could see why you didn’t see him as a bad person.

~Callum~ “after season four episode 9.”

He admires you, not only can you do primal magic like him without primal stone, you can use all 6 primal magic.

He’s so confused as to where you were, why you left and suddenly appear again.

Why won’t you help defeat and imprison Aaravos? He’s a great evil and must be stopped at any cost! Any. Cost.

The feeling of betrayal makes them drift even further apart, he feels so empty yet he knows what must be done.

Not to mention all the heavy weight of dark magic that followed him everywhere. Trapping him within. Deep down he wants you back. But he has to do everything he can for his loved ones.

However dangerous, however file.

How it plays out:

You were standing at the head of the room, standing in front of the window in the mage towers, looking in your reflection you tried to practice what you wanted to say to him. When he entered, the room went silent for a brief moment. You turned, eyes narrowing when you saw him approach. “Callum,” you greeted, your voice tinged with something unreadable.

“Why?” His voice cracked as the question left his lips. “You left for disappeared the moment Ez was born and now you return? How dare you..” He stepped forward, his heart racing. Eyes that used to be so full of love and admiration for you now hard and cold with betrayal embedded into them. “And why won’t you help us? Aaravos is a threat. You know it.”

You sighed, folding her arms. “I am fully aware of the threat he poses, but imprisoning him won’t solve anything. If we force him into a cage, he’ll only fight back harder. That’s what he wants.”“Then what’s your plan?” Callum asked, his frustration rising. “Let him go free? Let him destroy everything?”

You shook your head, expression distant. “There are forces at play, Callum. Forces that you and the others cannot understand. Aaravos… he is tied to the very fabric of magic itself.”

“Don’t act like you’re the only one who knows about magic!” Callum snapped, feeling the raw power of his own spellwork flare in his chest. He hadn’t been able to control it at times, especially when his emotions were stirred. “I’m learning, just like you did. You were the one who taught me how to harness it.”

“Magic isn’t a weapon to be wielded for convenience,” you said coldly. “And you, Callum, are still learning its true cost. If you try to force someone like Aaravos into submission, you’ll lose yourself. We all will.”

The silence that followed felt heavy. Callum’s heart was pounding in his chest. The world around him seemed to blur. “You’re wrong,” he said, his voice raw. “I can’t just stand by and watch. I can’t let this world fall apart while you sit here and pretend that doing nothing is the right choice.”

“Let’s see you make the right choice then.” Darkness.

~Ezran~ “season 3”

He’d be on guard when he meets you at first, but he’d also be like.. ‘oh? You can do magic! Like primal magic?’ And then he’d be all gloomy, ‘or dark magic?’

He gets frustrated when talking about Aaravos, he doesn’t want anything happening to Katolis- or to the world at that matter. He’s a very wise young king.

You being his sister by blood makes him question why you don’t see the world in his view. What happened that your so.. cold?

How it plays out:

Ezran had met you in the forest a few days ago. You were a mysterious figure—an older mage with a calm demeanor, someone who didn’t seem to be affected by the urgency of the situation. You’d appeared out of nowhere, almost as if you had been waiting for them. You offered them help, but your eyes always held a quiet, impenetrable wisdom that Ezran couldn’t quite understand.

From the first moment, Ezran had been in awe of your power. Your control over magic was something he had never seen before, and he felt an odd mix of admiration and fear when you spoke of the dangers they faced. But it was your refusal to intervene directly that confused him. You had the knowledge. You had the power. And yet, you wouldn’t help.

“Are you sure this is the right path?” Ezran asked quietly, breaking the silence as you approached him. You didn’t answer immediately, instead lowering your gaze toward the ground beneath your feet, your expression unreadable. “You think it’s the only one,” you said at last, your voice quiet but resolute. “But there are other ways, Ezran. Faster, more direct ways aren’t always the right ones.”

Ezran frowned, turning to face you fully. “Aaravos is dangerous. He’s manipulating everything. You must understand that.”

You met his gaze with a steady, unwavering look. “I understand more than you think. I understand that sometimes the things you fight against can be defeated, but not through brute force. Not through rushing in blindly.”

Ezran’s frustration rose. “But if we don’t do something now, we’ll lose everything. People are going to get hurt. Why can’t you see that?” His voice cracked, the fear he hadn’t allowed himself to feel now surfacing.

You sighed softly, shaking your head. “Ezran, rushing into conflict without understanding it is a fool’s errand. You need to see the bigger picture. There are consequences to every action. Every choice you make has ripples.”

Ezran’s chest tightened as you spoke. He could feel your wisdom, the weight of your experience, pressing down on him, but it wasn’t what he needed. He didn’t have time for philosophy. They needed results. They needed a plan to stop Aaravos before it was too late.

“You could help,” Ezran said, his voice growing more desperate. “You can help. Your magic—it’s so powerful. You can stop this.”

You paused, and for a moment, Ezran thought you were going to give in. But then, with a slow shake of your head, you stepped back. “I won’t help imprison him, Ezran. It’s not the right choice.”Ezran stared at you, heart sinking. “Why? Why won’t you help us? Don’t you at least owe me that?”

You met his gaze for a long moment, your eyes reflecting a deep, ancient sadness. “Because imprisoning Aaravos won’t solve anything. It’ll only make things worse.”

Ezran didn’t understand. “How can you say that? How can you stand by and watch while this threat grows? People are dying. Things are falling apart!”

“And forcing him into a cage won’t change that,” you said, your voice steady despite the chaos in his. “You don’t see the whole picture, Ezran. There’s more to magic, to the world, than just locking away the things you don’t understand. If you imprison him, you’re only continuing the cycle of hatred, of fear. That’s not the way.”

Ezran felt his chest tighten with frustration, his mind racing. He had looked up to you, admired you. Your power had been awe-inspiring, and yet you were refusing to do the one thing that could solve everything. To him, it didn’t make sense.

“You’re wrong,” he said, his voice strained. “I can’t let Aaravos win. Not after everything he’s done. I don’t have the luxury of waiting around while things get worse.”

You shook your head again, the lines of concern etching deeper into your face. “Sometimes waiting is the hardest part. But it’s the only way to ensure you don’t make things worse than they already are. Ezran turned away from you, pacing restlessly in the clearing. His thoughts were a blur of confusion, frustration, and fear. You had so much power, so much potential to stop this—you could fix everything, but you wouldn’t. Why? Why wouldn’t you act?

He wanted to shout at you, demand answers, but instead, a sense of growing realization started to settle within him. Something about your words, your stance—it was all so familiar. It wasn’t just your power that intrigued him. There was something deeper, a connection he couldn’t quite place.

“Why do you care so much about him?” Ezran asked, his voice quieter now, a thread of suspicion creeping into his tone.

You didn’t answer immediately, but when you finally did, your voice was heavy with something else—something that hinted at a deep, personal pain. “Because I know what happens when we take drastic measures without truly understanding the consequences. I’ve seen it before.”

Ezran’s heart thudded painfully in his chest. “What do you mean?” You didn’t elaborate. Instead, you stepped back into the shadows of the trees, your figure barely visible in the dim light. “You’ll understand one day, Ezran. You’ll understand that sometimes, the hardest thing to do is nothing at all.”

Ezran watched you retreat into the darkness, his mind racing. He wanted to follow, to demand more answers, but he couldn’t bring himself to. The weight of your refusal, of your unspoken wisdom, gnawed at him. And then, as he turned back to face the path ahead, he realized that he wasn’t as alone in this as he thought. But understanding your reasoning—that would take time.

The moon above hung like a distant reminder that everything in the world moved with its own rhythm, its own time, and sometimes, no matter how urgent the need, all they could do was wait.

~Soren~ “season 3” not canon!

At first he’s thinking: another sister with dark magic..? Then when you tell him you use primal magic he’s kinda proud and happy.

He ran away from his father together with Claudia to help the dragon prince.

He feels sadness fall upon his heart since you left him and Claudia.

He feels betrayed that you won’t help them, him, defeat Aaravos. Is that not the right thing to do?

He’s been so thorn and confused between good and bad lately, so his eldest sister saying she won’t help is a like punch to the heart. Was she saying his choices weren’t the right ones?

Overall.. he wants- no needs you by his side.

Out it plays out:

“She’s been here, hasn’t she?” Soren muttered, more to himself than to Claudia, as he studied the unfamiliar surroundings.

Claudia glanced at her brother, a slight smirk on her lips. “You can feel it too, huh? The magic in the air? I knew she would be around here somewhere. She always shows up when things get interesting.”

Soren’s thoughts were elsewhere. The older mage. Claudia had mentioned her before—a powerful mage with talents unlike anyone Soren had ever seen. But the more they talked about her, the more distant and elusive the idea seemed. Why was this mysterious sibling never around? Why hadn’t they met her yet?

Claudia had always been the magical prodigy of the family, her talents with dark magic and spellcraft something Soren had looked up to and admired for years. But this—this older sister—was something else. There was a weight to the conversation when Claudia spoke about her. She respected her, but there was also a strange tension. A sense that Soren couldn’t quite understand.

“It’s not like I don’t want her to help, but you know how she is,” Claudia said, drawing Soren’s attention back to her. “She’s… stubborn. Thinks there’s always another way, always another answer. We don’t have time for that now.” Soren looked over at Claudia, narrowing his eyes. “Another way? You mean—”

Claudia gave him a pointed look, the kind she reserved for moments of serious frustration. “You know exactly what I mean, Soren. She’s been avoiding our efforts to stop Aaravos. And I’m not sure why. It’s like she doesn’t even see the threat we’re facing.”

Soren’s lips tightened. That was exactly what worried him. Why wouldn’t their older sister help? She could do so much if she joined forces with them. She had to see what Aaravos was capable of. Everyone did. So, why was she staying away?

—

You stepped into the moonlight with a deliberate grace, your face hidden in shadow. Your hair was long, flowing like the night itself, and your robes shimmered with an almost ethereal quality. Soren felt a jolt of recognition—a feeling deep in his gut that told him he knew this person, though he couldn’t quite place it.

“Who…?” Soren’s voice caught in his throat, but the question died before it could leave his mouth. It wasn’t the right question to ask.

“Are you wondering who I am, Soren?” Your voice was soft, but there was a knowing quality to it that made his heart skip a beat. It was strange, hearing you speak his name as if you had known him all along. He felt a shiver run down his spine. Claudia spoke up, her tone sharp and defensive. “I thought you’d be here, but I didn’t expect you to show up like this. You’ve been avoiding us, haven’t you?”

You stepped forward, still keeping a few paces between you and them. “I don’t avoid anyone, Claudia. I simply don’t involve myself in matters that don’t concern me.” Your eyes shifted to Soren, locking onto him. “And this situation? It’s far too complicated for you to understand.”

Soren’s frustration flared. This—this was the answer he had been dreading. “Why? Why won’t you help? You have the power to stop this. To stop Aaravos. Don’t you see what he’s doing?”

The words hung heavy in the air, and for a long moment, you simply looked at him with a kind of quiet sadness. Your voice was calm, but there was a deep, unmistakable sorrow in it when you spoke. “I see everything, Soren. More than you think.” You stepped closer, but not too close, maintaining that calm, almost detached distance. “But locking away Aaravos is not the solution you think it is. It will only make things worse.”

Soren’s jaw clenched. He couldn’t understand. Why? Why would you say that? The kingdom was falling apart, magic was being twisted, and Aaravos—the elf who had caused so much destruction—was still out there, manipulating everything. The urgency burned inside Soren’s chest. Why wouldn’t you act?

“You’re saying nothing can be done? That we should just wait while Aaravos destroys everything?” His voice was sharp, tinged with disbelief. “That’s your answer?”

You didn’t flinch. Instead, you simply shook your head. “It’s not about doing nothing, Soren. It’s about understanding the consequences. Magic is not a tool to be wielded recklessly. And to imprison Aaravos would be to only reinforce the cycle of hatred and fear that we’ve been trapped in for centuries.”

Claudia, who had been silent up until now, spoke up again. “So what, you’re just going to leave us to do it all ourselves? We need you. We need your magic.”

The tension in the air was palpable, but you didn’t back down. “You don’t need me to fight this battle, Claudia. You need to understand that the answers you seek lie beyond force. And yes, it’s difficult, but sometimes the best thing to do is step back and let things play out.”

Soren couldn’t process it all. The older sibling he had never known, who was so different from Claudia, from him. The powerful mage who refused to help, who seemed to know something he couldn’t grasp. The feeling of being left in the dark gnawed at him, a feeling of betrayal and frustration so deep he could barely contain it. “You’re wrong,” Soren muttered under his breath, but even as the words left his mouth, he wasn’t sure if he meant them. Part of him was angry, but another part—the part he didn’t want to admit—felt something else. Was there more to what you were saying? Was there something he couldn’t see?

Holy Christ I think I went over board.

[runaankisser]

Market

WARNINGS: i am a new writer, so please let me know about my mistakes. This is also pretty short.

A bead of sweat dripped down my skin as I walked through Lux Aurea, my hand intertwined with Aaravos’s. The gold architecture shimmered in the hot sun. It was crowded that day, plenty of sunfire elves, old and young were all at the market. 

“Perhaps we should get some sunberries, we could bake something together,” Aaravos says with a smile. He reaches out and grabs a couple of the shimmering fruits. As Aaravos was grabbing some fruits, 2 young sunfire elves, a couple feet away, were whispering, glaring at me.

“Why would the fallen star date a weak human? They are unworthy of him,” The taller elf whispers, her golden eyes looking at me judgmentally. I try not to let people's words get to me, I know I am worthy of Aaravos. But their words still hurt. I let out a sigh as Aaravos turned to me.

‘What's wrong, love?’ Aaravos says with his deep voice, his eyes simmering with 

concern. 

“It's nothing, don't worry about it!’ I say, trying my hardest to muster up a smile. Aaravos looks at the sunfire elves and sees their glare. 

“‘What did you two say?” The startouch elf says, glaring at them with hatred. The two girls gasp and run away, not wanting to start something with the ancient elf. Aaravos looks back at me with concern and hugs me tightly, he softly says I love you. 

After that incident we walked home, carrying a basket of fruits that were ready to be baked.

[demigoddessqueens]

Hii! How are you? I hope you're doing well.

Can we get a headcanon of how Aaravos from the Dragon Prince would be like to his s/o being a royal? Like King/Queen. Thank you!

Hey there!! 😄 doing great!

A/n - Finally finished the recent season to crank this one out

As much as he distrusts the dragons and other kingdoms, obviously you’re the exception to his being miffed.

If you’re an elf, he doesn’t want to jeopardize you but he could give care all to what their politics are.

You’re his beloved and he doesn’t care for what they say

Poetry is a love language between you two

If you’re a human, life is even more precious to Aaravos. He wants to make the most of things, no matter how much of life you have left

Any of the magic relics you have are gifts bestowed from the Startouch to keep in touch with him. Mirrors are his specialty.

The few moments you spend together are months, sometimes years apart as to keep away from wandering eyes.

But they’re always cherished and never spent fretting over outside matters, only on each other