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m4rs-ex3 · 1 month ago

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s7 spoilers ✨✨

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA ok

"death alive" fucking snipe me the insane death motif that seems to be present here is killing me pun intended

GRAAAHAHAHHGROWLS IM SO EXCITED I CAN TEVEN

"i don't want to be separated again"

stop it right tf now bc this is literally what i have been wanting one of them to say so badly. also smooch. dear christ

the fact that terry wants so badly for him and claudia to be free that he is pleading with fucking archmage aaravos himself. like ik they're partners in crime atp but still my guy has balls. the dedication. poor thing 😭

aaravos fucking leading claudia on with even more hope of viren being saved - his own backstory making the way he's manipulating her grief 10x more twisted - and terry seeing right through his bullshit..... im foaming at the mouth

fuckin.g- FOR ME?!?!?!?!?!?

CALLUM SOBBING OVER EZRAN??? (dreamer's nightmare was prepping us for this huh)

SOREN APOLOGIZING TO CALLUM?? (for what i do not know) EMOTIONAL CALLUM/SOREN HUG DEAR GOD ALL IVE EVER WANTED

the making of a primal stone, more moon magic, a quest for an ingredient, insane biblical imagery... once again, FOR ME??!?!?!?!??!

"AND THE CROWD GOES WILD!!!!"

NECROMANCY!! just what this show needed omg

astrid my love. i was a little worried post-s6/pre-date announcement that we really wouldn't see that much, if any, of the celestial elves, but oh ho ho i can't believe i ever doubted you tdp. like you're telling me that astrid is tired of watching, of being the wise observers (especially now that her own brother has been so far removed from, well, being a non-all-seeing prophet), and that all she wants is to, for once, do something about all the tragedy she knows is coming and hasn't been able to do anything about? christmas fucking morning i tell you

goddamn the true extent and emphasized tragedy of katolis has been brought up enough that you just know they're not messing around

NO STOP SEEING SARAI AND HARROW NEXT TO GROWN AND CURRENTLY FCUKED UP EZRAN IS GOING TO FUCKING DEMOLISH ME

obviously ez being angry is just wow omg teehee but just. immediately being so vengeful and wanting to "destroy him" with zero hang-ups is.......... yeah wow omg teehee

"it's great!" i genuinely trust that with my life

ok hello this will most certainly be the most incredible visual to ever exist holy shit. also this is making me realize that we've never actual seen ez on the throne in arc 2 and i mean that's insane enough

this is incredible what can i say. i can see it now: rayla shoving worms in his face like "JUST EAT THE FUCKING WORMS ITS GOOD FOR YOU ASSHOLE" and runaan fighting her like a toddler refusing to eat his vegetables (except it's the opposite bc it's a vegetarian father refusing to eat his grubs)

i love how out of touch aaravos is (makes sense after centuries underneath inside of a rock) bc in what world is this normal. i highly doubt they have snow white or the bible but still it's just human nature to be weirded tf out by that. also yes @zuppizup ur so right his affinity for fruit being played on is amazing

also corvus: yeah yeah uh huh right and what exactly is your name, sir? aaravos: ah yes my name! it's uh uhh i mean it's uhhhhhhhhhhh. jofus

TWO IN THE FIRST EPISODE (which worries me but anyhow) IN THE FORM OF A GOODBYE AND A REUNION AND IN FRONT OF EVERYONE TOO???? AS A TREAT??????????

i'm all for ezran ripping runaan to shreds but i can't exactly say i see the correlation here. although that is kinda funny. it's like when i can't find my phone or smth so i just look at my dog and go "whiskey did you eat it" (she's been asleep this whole time and also she has never eaten/chewed on an object in her life)

also help inigo montoya ahh

ok 1) i, much like everyone else, kinda presumed that the tension would mostly be between ezran and callum and he wouldn't really hold anything against rayla, but the act of straight up arresting him really makes me wonder how rayla's gonna react 2) i really need to see callum's reaction (mainly out of defending rayla, but also because i can see him kinda being like "HEY i JUST freed him bro fuck you") and 3) the way that it is emphasized that soren is the one to arrest him..... idk i just figured that between his love for rayla, his own daddy issues (+the fact that viren was the one to imprison him so it would kinda be like righting his wrong), and that harrow was in fact not his father so compared to ezran he'd have a lot less resentment (he was of course still his king and soren had to actually watch it so still some but like. comparatively) i didn't think he'd be this combative but i'm certainly not complaining. the more angst the merrier

AW YEAH BOYS SHES COMING TO KATOLIS!!!!!

this has been your incoherent, feral mars commentary.* thank you

#*“”“commentary”“”#tdp spoilers #tdp s7 #tdp #the dragon prince #tdp s7 spoilers #continuethesaga #giveusthesaga #nycc 2024

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numptypylon · 5 months ago

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“Rayla is… not my lovebug.”

“Oh ho, now?" Nyx leaned obnoxiously close, her eyebrows raising. "Have you told her that?”

“She told me," Callum said, angry all over again suddenly that... she actually hadn't told him that and yet they weren't- "So I’m tentatively assuming that she knows.”

“Oh ho? So she broke up with you and yet you’re still adventuring together, risking your lives for each other, making love eyes at each other at every opportunity… ah, to be young and in love and a garbage fire of collective awkwardness of such radiance as to light up the heavens-”

“Yeah!” Ezran agreed, walking up to them. Oh no. Hopefully Nyx would tone down the… everything… around an 11-year-old, but… considering he had been 14 himself when he’d first encountered Nyx, he didn’t have high hopes. “It’s gross and they’re so dumb, and here I am, a doomed onlooker!"

“You got the family braincell, I see,” Nyx said, winking at Ezran.

Ezran nodded sagely. “My blessing and my curse, ‘tis true.”

Really?! Did Ez really have to form an alliance with every new person they met to tag-team roast him?!

Nyx turned away from Ezran, her unwanted attention firmly back on him now. “I still need the full status update on my favorite dysfunctional lovebugs!” Nyx would keep prodding, and Callum didn’t want her to prod Rayla- “You know there’s another ex-lovebug who could tell me-“ Did he just curse that idea into Nyx’s head?! “But you’re currently the less puke-smelling option, so…"

Nyx really didn't subscribe to the idea of sensitive subjects you should keep your trap shut about.

“We… broke up. Like you said.” One way to say it. But he wasn’t giving Nyx any ammunition to use against Rayla. “Then made up. Kind of. We’re friends, just not… lovebugs.”

“Friends with benefits?”

“What friends do you have?” Ezran asked, all wide-eyed, vicious innocence. “Do you not consider friendship a benefit?”

“Hey!” Nyx looked insulted. “I thought we were allies against yon magus of maladroit you tragically must call brother?”

“My allegiances are many and inscrutable!” Ez stuck his tongue out at Nyx.

“’Allegiances’? ’Inscrutable’? Sheesh, kid, how old are you? And what awful, terrible company do you keep?!”

“11. And… politicians.”

“Oh no, you’re serious?! Oh kid, the depths of my condolences is one of them yawning chasms of endless screaming-“

“Oi?!” Villads yelled. “Matey? Riggin’ snagged!”

“I don’t hold court with betrayers, anyway,” Nyx said, incredibly hypocritically for someone who’d stranded them in a desert, and she pushed off the deck and was airborne, heading off towards the center mast.

“What is the benefit of being ‘friends with benefits’?” Ezran asked, looking around to Callum and then Soren, who had just arrived with Hat perched on his head. “The friendship is pretty obviously a benefit of being friends without having to say it, so I know it isn’t that, I just said that because Nyx was being mean.”

“Oh, I know!” Soren said, eagerly. “It’s s-“

“Sandwiches!” Callum cut him off. “Sandwiches, Soren! Remember?”

“Riiiiight!” Soren winked, exaggeratedly. “Sandwiches. Got it. Corvus makes the best bread sandwich, extra mayonnaise-“

“Please, Soren,” Callum choked. “Please, let’s… talk about something else. Anything else. Please.”

———

Excerpt from an upcoming chapter of my S4-6 between-canon-episodes fic, Downtime’s Up (successor to my S1-3 between-canon-scenes fics Downtime in Wartime and Upside Downtime)

It’s wednesday and I have many wips I want to work on and no time, but I DO also have a lot of stuff written and not posted, so… hope you enjoyed some overgrown pigeon time and depraved sandwich innuendos. Once I get past the next 4 chapters of Downtime’s Up, I have most of the rest of the story written, just… it’s been rough going to write anything lately

#rayllum #callum #nyx #ezran #the dragon prince #tdp #numpty fic tag #downtime’s up #wip wednesday

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youruinedmylifebynotbeingreal · 1 month ago

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Confessions in the Clouds

AO3

Summary: In which Corvus has some realizations mid-flight

Note: This is inspired by a promo image for season 7 that was released last month so if you are looking to go into the season blind do not read this!!

If it's after season 7 comes out and you’re reading this, hi! Hope you enjoy the fluff after a season that I’m sure left you in pain.

…

“Hey, uh, Corvus? You okay back there?”

“Yeah, why?”

“Are you sure? Did you forget to tell me you’re afraid of heights? Or flying?”

“Definitely not afraid of heights -“ Soren nodded, thinking of Corvus’s love of trees “- and I’m not the biggest fan of flying, but… it’s gotten better. I especially feel safe with you at the helm. Again, why?”

“Well… we’ve been flying for a bit now and you’re holding on as tightly as you were when we were taking off,” Soren chuckled.

Corvus had been hugging him close since they hopped on their Twin-Tailed Inferno-Tooth Tiger. At first he’d assumed it was due to their take off and not wanting to fall off. It was both of their first time riding this type of flying animal, after all. But it had been a solid ten minutes of easy flight, and Soren still felt Corvus’s arms grasping at his middle.

Soren chose to omit the fact that Aanya and Ezran had managed to fit themselves, Aanya’s bow and arrows, and Bait onto the back of Aegis with room to spare. Corvus may be the best tracker in Katolis, but his usually keen observation skills had seemed to be a bit muddled since he got back from the wedding.

“Oh!” Corvus loosened his grip, but didn’t let go. “Sorry about that. I guess, I, uh, just got comfortable.” He mumbled into Soren’s back, flushing.

“I mean, I’m not complaining,” Soren clarified, placing one of his hands over Corvus’s, briefly giving it a squeeze before returning it to hold on to Embertail. “Just checking in.”

He felt Corvus nod in response, chin slotting over Soren’s shoulder to look out at the sky. Soren involuntarily shivered at the feeling of warmth permeating through him. He chose to ignore what he knew deep in his bones: he’s in love with his best friend.

But Corvus is his best friend, after all. Nothing more, nothing less.

Right?

…

Corvus pretended not to notice Soren’s reaction to his presence on Soren’s shoulder, and chose to ignore the thrill it brought him. He’d been ignoring a lot of those feelings recently.

Janai and Amaya’s wedding must’ve made him sappy. Or maybe it was being captured by an enemy. Again.

This definitely was not the time to be having emotional breakthroughs. They were mid-flight, mid-disaster, mid-world-ending-scenarios, mid… well, let’s just say there’d been a lot going on. Corvus didn’t exactly have time to analyze his feelings.

His thoughts stalled. Feelings? Where did that come from?

Sure, he loved spending time with Soren more than anyone else and he felt like a piece of him was missing every time they were apart. Sure, he hadn’t felt like he could properly breathe since Ezran received the letter at the wedding until they’d landed back in Katolis - well, what was left of the capital, that is - and he’d enveloped Soren in a hug. (Corvus definitely wasn’t going to analyze the fact that he hadn’t wanted to let Soren go ever again during that.)

Because that’s normal between best friends!

Right?

Not that either of them really knew the answer to that. Soren’s closest and best friend before Corvus had been Claudia, and Corvus had been more of a loner growing up. Corvus knew Soren was close with the Dragang and viewed them as family, but also felt like the odd one out at times.

Sure, Corvus had some casual friends and he was close with his family. But he’d never had anyone he’d considered his best friend. Regardless of how close he was with Amaya and Gren while serving in the Standing Battalion, there was also always a level of formality due to being in the military. And, honestly, there were times where Amaya felt like more of a parental figure than just a friend.

Although, technically Soren was his superior too. Captain of the Crownguard and all that. Sometimes it was easy to forget, but there should be a level of decorum there. Usually it was always in the back of Corvus’s mind, but since the mushroom forest, he found himself forgetting often - or just not caring.

What made his relationship with Soren so different from the others?

You don’t want to push them against a tree and kiss them, his brain butted in.

He reared back far enough to move his head off of Soren’s shoulder, but didn’t let go.

Where had that thought come from?

Corvus had heard about Soren’s reputation when they were teens, even though they hadn’t truly run in the same circles. Everybody knew Soren had a tendency for being a bit of flirt and loved doling out affection to everybody around him. But the more Corvus thought about it, he couldn’t remember ever hearing about Soren actually being in any relationship. He wondered why that was.

Corvus, on the other hand, had never been too keen on flirting. He’d never really imagined himself with anyone. He’d been perfectly content by himself, with his group of casual friends, or with family for most of his life. He’d had good people around him and that was all he needed. Being in the military in a world at war, he also hadn’t really thought he’d live long enough to want any romantic relationship. The type of deep, meaningful relationship he needed to feel those things was hard to come by when you were a tracker constantly being sent on secret missions.

But then he’d met Soren. Well, he met Soren, a lot of things happened, and the whole world changed. Then he joined the Crownguard, and his whole world had changed. Simply because Soren had asked him to, no puppy dog eyes required. And they had become friends, and spent every moment possible together, and…

Corvus, against all odds, had found somewhere - someone - to call home.

Corvus’s eyes widened, and he looked back at his feelings and actions of the past few days, weeks, months, and, heck, years a little differently.

At the very least, that initial shock helped clarify some things for Corvus. He had feelings for his best friend.

…

Soren frowned at the loss of Corvus’s warmth.

“Are you sure you’re okay back there? I know you’re usually quiet, but… you seem extra quiet today.”

Soren could feel more than hear Corvus’s sigh. He felt his heart twinge at the thought of Corvus being sad. Or in pain. Or struggling in any way.

“Honestly?” Corvus asked.

Soren nodded. “Always. If you can’t be honest with your best friend, who can you be honest with?”

Soren felt sick saying the words, when he knew he wasn’t being honest with his best friend.

“Honestly, I…” Corvus couldn’t help but trail off. Corvus wasn’t even sure where to begin. When he’d been captured - the most recent time, that is - one of his first thoughts was I may never see Soren again. He hadn’t realized quite why at the time, but now he did.

It felt especially ironic, considering where their relationship had started out.

He took a deep breath, and started again. “Currently, I’m thinking about when you knocked me out with a rock - ”

Soren spluttered. “I thought we moved past that!”

Corvus couldn’t help but laugh and rest his head on Soren’s back. Soren was one of the only people who made him laugh so easily. So freely. “If you’d let me finish, I was going to say that I was thinking about how far we’ve come since then.”

Soren puffed out his chest. “Okay, good!”

“I was also thinking about the most recent time I was taken hostage,” Corvus said. Maybe this wasn’t the ideal time to do this, since if this conversation went badly his only choice would be to jump off of a flying cat over who knows where. But that just meant the conversation couldn’t go badly. “I… I kind of had a realization. Soren, my first thought wasn’t of King Ezran and how I’d get him out of the situation. It was of you.”

“I’m sorry, what?” Soren asked, turning his head. Corvus held his breath. This had been a mistake. He wished he could take the words back. He - “You’re talking to my back more than me; I can barely hear you as it is up here with the wind!” Soren shouted the last words for emphasis with a goofy grin.

Corvus felt his face heat up. It had been scary enough to say it the first time. He cleared his throat and moved his mouth closer to Soren’s ear. “I said, when Karim took me and Ezran, I was thinking more about you than the king.”

“I - what? Why? We’ve both been in dangerous situations plenty of times. I was nowhere near there.”

“I think… I think the wedding helped me figure some things out.”

Soren, for one of the few times in his life, went quiet. His throat felt dry. “Like… like what?” he rasped.

“Like… I was afraid that I would never see you again. That I would never get to make up for all of the times I pushed you away because I was too afraid of feeling things that are hard.”

Soren skipped over the part that made his heart flutter. “I can’t imagine you being afraid of much of anything, Corvus. You’re the bravest person I know.”

Corvus chuckled and shook his head. “No, sorry, that title has to go to you. You have the biggest heart. You’ve been through so much, yet you still put on a smile every day. Or at least try to. And the most infuriating part is, it’s so often genuine! You ask how everybody’s doing, even when nobody asks you how you’re feeling. And, Soren, I want to be the person that asks you how you’re doing.”

Soren swore his heart skipped a beat. He knew he was overanlyzing this - after all, everyone knew thinking wasn’t his specialty. He’d had that drilled into his head since childhood. So he tried to do what he did best - lighten the situation, as per usual. He leaned back into Corvus’s personal space, just like Corvus usually hated. “Aww, right back at you, bestie.”

Corvus groaned at the nickname. He was messing this all up. “Soren, that’s what I’m trying to tell you! I don’t want to be your ‘bestie.’”

Soren stiffened and leaned forward, trying to get as far away as he could. Which wasn’t very far, considering they were on a flying magical tiger. Oh, he’d definitely read this situation wrong. Corvus was tired of him, just like everybody else. It seemed to be an inevitability of his life. Corvus was leaving him alone, too. Somebody was always leaving. Just like his mom had left the family, just like he left Claudia, just like -

“Oh, Sources, that did not come out right. Soren, I don’t want to just be your best friend. Because I…”

But Soren couldn’t hear Corvus attempting to course correct. He felt the pressure of a hand on his shoulder, squeezing, but his chest felt tight and he was struggling to breathe. He had the sense of mind to keep Embertail on track, but aside from that, he couldn’t notice anything else, trying to focus on his breathing. In through your nose, out through your mouth. But that made him think of his childhood, and his father - no, Viren - which made him think of everything he was doing his darndest not to think about, and -

“Soren?” Ezran’s shout cut through Soren’s chaotic thoughts. What could he say, he’d been trained well as Head Crownguard. “Are you okay?”

Soren looked down and swallowed. He schooled his face accordingly and put on a smile. “Yup! Just peachy, my King!”

Ezran made eye contact with Corvus who had alerted him to Soren’s condition, becoming concerned when Soren became unresponsive. “Okay, if you’re sure. We should be close now.”

Soren nodded. “Aye, aye, captain!” Soren saluted Ezran dramatically. Soren hoped Ez wouldn’t notice the shake in his hands.

“Soren?” Corvus said quietly. “Are you back with me?”

Soren nodded. Normally Corvus helped to tether him to reality during moments like that, but he guessed he’d need to get used to him not being there.

“Yup. Like I told Ez, just peachy.”

“Soren, I thought we just promised to be honest with each other.”

So it seemed that now Corvus didn’t even need to see his face to know exactly how he was feeling. Lovely.

“Well, that was when you still wanted to be my friend.”

“Soren, you disappeared on me before I could explain. I know, I know, the way I worded that before was… awful. But what I mean is that I don’t want to just be your best friend.”

Soren’s still racing thoughts screeched to a halt. Maybe his initial analysis of this conversation wasn’t so off? “Wait. What?”

“When I was at the wedding, I realized I wanted to be there with you. When Karim had us, I was so worried that I’d never get a Soren hug again. When we got the letter about Katolis, I dropped to my knees because I feared for your wellbeing. But it took me until right now, forced to be face-to-face - or, well, back-to-face - with you and my feelings that I realized…

“I never imagined myself living in one place, let alone in a castle. Adjusting was… difficult - “ Soren laughed, thinking of the times he’d seen Corvus sneaking out in more and more outlandish ways to sleep under the stars “ - but you made it easier. You made it worth it. You made me feel at home.”

Soren so wished he could turn around right now. He also knew this might be easier on Corvus because they were back-to-face. While both men admired each other for their bravery, he knew he’d been afraid to tell Corvus his own feelings for a while. Maybe this was what they needed.

Corvus took a deep breath, and leaned close enough to Soren that his lips brushed his ear. Soren felt all tingly.

“Soren, I think I love you - “

“I love you too.”

They both went silent. Corvus let out a surprised little “oh!” and Soren chuckled.

“Is it that surprising?” Soren asked.

“Well, I just figured out my feelings, like, five minutes ago. I don’t know what I expected.”

Soren grinned. “And are you happy with the outcome?”

Corvus nodded.

“Nope, use your words!”

He guided Soren’s face towards him, and Soren turned his body so that he could see Corvus more comfortably. Corvus made a face and rolled his eyes, because he knew it always made Soren laugh. He was not disappointed.

“Yes, Soren. I am very happy with these results.”

In that moment, Soren’s smile - his genuine smile - could’ve outshone the sun. Corvus felt like his heart was going to burst.

…

They’d been flying in comfortable silence for a little bit, when suddenly -

“I’ve gotta tell you something super embarrassing.” Soren blurted out.

Corvus laughed. “Okay, sure, that’s one way to start this relationship.”

Soren’s smile somehow grew wider. They were in a relationship. “So, I’ve never told you, or anyone really, about how - or, uh, why - I got this scar,” he pointed to his left eyebrow. “You know how we crossed paths at trainings and summer camps for most of our teen years?”

“Yeah, of course. Even being in different age groups, you were always the most boisterous person around. It was hard to miss you.”

“Well, uh…” Soren faced forward, suddenly flustered, debating if he should go on.

“C’mon Soren, use your words,” Corvus needled with a poke to Soren’s side.

Soren took a deep breath. Corvus would never judge him. He hadn’t judged him for any of the awful things he’d done in the past. He wouldn’t judge him for a silly accident in his teen years.

“Well, there was one year where I noticed your scar. And, looking back, I thought it made you look incredibly attractive. But young, still-figuring-himself-out Soren wasn’t sure how to handle those feelings, and decided he wanted to look like you. So, after camp, I, uh, attempted to shave a slit into my eyebrow.”

“Oh no.”

“Oh yes. I messed it up pretty badly, and ended up with a little scar all of my own. All because I’ve been crushing on you since we were kids.”

Things went silent. Soren silently cursed his talkative nature. He’d ruined things already. Corvus would think it was weird he’d paid so much attention to him when they’d basically been strangers. Acquaintances at best. Before Soren could get too lost in his thoughts, a gruff voice broke through.

“I really wish I could kiss you right now,” Corvus said before he could overthink it.

Soren froze. He was so used to being the one to initiate physical affection, he wasn’t sure how to react to being on the receiving end of that request, especially from someone he was actually attracted to.

Corvus misunderstood his silence, fearing the worst again. “Wait, are you okay? We don’t have to kiss if you don’t want to or you aren’t ready to. You just being you makes me happy.”

“Wait, no, I definitely do want to kiss you,” Soren explained. “Like, so badly. I just didn’t think that anybody I really, truly liked would… actually want to kiss me.”

Corvus’s heart broke for the kind soul in front of him who had been so damaged by life, he didn’t see his worth or desirability outside of his strength and status. Corvus swore to whatever higher beings were out there that he would make this man feel worthy of love and affection, even if it’s the last thing he ever did.

Corvus just hugged Soren tighter. “As soon we land and have some space from others, I promise I’ll prove it to you.”

Soren felt himself get flustered. “I - uh - “

“In the meantime, I just got you back. I’m not letting you go. Okay?” Corvus asked, scooching somehow even closer and resting his cheek on Soren’s shoulder.

Soren nodded, lacing his fingers through Corvus’s as they flew. “More than okay.”

They were silent for a few minutes.

“So, now that we’re… together, and I’ve told you an embarrassing story, does this mean I finally get some Corvus backstory? Or at least the story behind the scarf, O Great Man of Mystery?”

Corvus pretended to contemplate the questions with a loud hum. “Maybe if you’re lucky.”

“Well, I already feel like a pretty lucky guy.”

Corvus steeled himself, leaned forward, and kissed Soren’s cheek. “Me too.”

Even with everything going on, they both had a strange feeling that everything would be okay, so long as they had each other.

…

Not included: Ezran owing Aanya jelly tarts because, while being back in the lives of these two men for mere days, she knew this would happen within the week. She’d been shocked when Ezran told her they weren’t dating. Ezran had hoped it wouldn’t happen yet because he had a whole elaborate scheme originally planned for after they got back from the wedding and he still wanted to see it through. However, when they saw Corvus and Soren downright cuddling on the back of their ride, he knew he’d lost. But he could still use his scheme to help Soren plan a date sometime in the future.

…

Author’s Note:

Thank you so much for reading!! This is one of my first times writing about guys and from a guy’s POV so I was very nervous. I hope I did these two justice!

I’ve probably read almost every Sorvus fic on this website at least twice and have stalked social media since I finished season 6 in August, so I have lots of pieces of inspiration.

First, I have to mention the Aftermath fic by the talented ChaoticGoodThiefling on AO3/@/SorineTheMastermind on Tumblr. The “I just got you back. I’m not letting you go.” line in chapter 5 has had me in a chokehold since I first read it and it is what inspired me to write this fic. I hope you don’t mind me borrowing it.

Second, this post made my brain start working in overtime. If you look at my tags on the post, you’ll find the beginnings of a portion of this fic.

Third, as I mentioned above I’ve read. Just. So many Sorvus fics at this point. I’ve likely taken a little bit of everybody’s characterizations of them and mashed them all together. I finished this and have been fine tuning for weeks, and it’s been wild to see ideas I included in this included in other fics. I love how we all share a braincell when it comes to this couple.

Fourth, I accidentally and then on purpose included some RWBY confession references in this, so if you spot them please be my friend.

Also if someone is not familiar with the headcanon of how Soren got his eyebrow scar, check this out: https://x.com/thedragonprince/status/1096511787556454400?s=46&t=vXzCmFCffK1Tzl3093q15w

Finally!!! Thank you again for reading if you made it all the way down here. I haven’t been here for long, but I love The Dragon Prince fandom (specifically on Tumblr) so much already.

#Soren #Corvus #sorvus #the dragon prince #tdp #fanfic #my writing #I DID IT #I POSTED IT #my goal was to do it before the nycc panel woooo

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sorinethemastermind · 2 months ago

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Family

In which Corvus realizes that he's a part of Soren's family. #Sorvus

They didn’t talk much on the walk back. What was there to say? Aaravos was out, and they all had to assume that it had been Claudia who had freed him. Who else could have cast the spell? Not Viren after-

Corvus tried to keep pace with Soren, but the other man seemed to be processing his grief by walking as swiftly as possible. But exercise couldn’t fix everything. He could hear him muttering something under his breath, his breathing focused.

“In through your nose, out through your mouth.”

Corvus doubted Soren knew he could hear him, so didn’t mention it. Sometimes space was the best thing you could give someone.

It wasn’t fair. None of this was. Soren had already blamed himself for what happened in Katolis enough, and now knowing that the real pearl had been there all along? It had crushed him. He hadn’t said anything, but Corvus had seen it in his eyes. And Claudia…

Soren didn’t talk about his sister much, if ever. But Corvus remembered the two of them from when they’d first met. They had been inseparable. Sometimes Corvus forgot that his and Soren’s first real interaction had taken place after he hit him in the head with a rock. What a way to meet the man he loved.

Lost in thought, he nearly walked straight into Soren, who had frozen on the path ahead of him. Coming to an abrupt halt, Corvus stepped up beside his partner, following his gaze. He let out a sigh of relief. Callum and Rayla were back. They would know what to do. And, by the looks of it, they had brought help.

The elf standing beside them had deep blue markings similar to Rayla’s and the same, faintly curved horns twisting back from his head. His long, white hair was held back from his face in a loosely braided tail.

Corvus placed a hand on Soren’s shoulder, turning to reassure him, only to find the other man’s expression not at all relieved. He looked, and felt, tense.

“Is there something wrong?”

“It’s complicated.” Soren said with a heavy breath. Then he blinked, turning back to Corvus. “But I guess that’s the sort of thing we talk about now, isn’t it?”

“Yes, I guess it would be.” Corvus replied, feeling a smile cross his face despite the circumstances.

“Do you want to talk about-” he began, but Soren was already barrelling into an explanation.

“So that elf guy was one of the assassins - oh yeah, from back when Harrow uhm, you know - anyway, he was the one who did it and afterwards I was gonna kill him - cause bad assassin dude, obviously - but then Cla- my sister said that would be a waste so Viren locked him in the dungeon and I sort of assumed he was dead? But I guess he’s not. Oh, and also he’s Rayla’s Dad. One of them, anyway. So she wanted to bring him back from the dead? Except he wasn’t dead. But that was a while ago so I sort of thought she’d given up but apparently not and this time it worked! Yay! But also not yay because the last time I saw him I tried to kill him and also he tried to kill me and he did kill King Harrow and yeah.” Soren took a deep breath. “Tell me if I did that wrong.”

Corvus stared at him, still processing everything he had just said. Soren blew a strand of hair out of his face.

“You deserve a break.” Corvus said finally. It was all he could think to say. Katolis, his father, his sister, and now this? Soren deserved a proper night’s rest without worrying about the end of the world. He needed one. Even though they’d managed to rest a bit earlier, Corvus could still see the bags under his eyes and the slightly slumped way he was holding himself.

“How about this. I’ll go and talk to Rayla and Callum, tell them about the pearl-”

“No.” Soren said it quickly, shaking his head. “She’s my sister. I need to be the one to tell them.”

“Soren, she’s not your responsibility.”

“Yes. She is. Corvus…” Soren wouldn't meet his eyes, his gaze instead drifting to his shoes. “I’m not going to give up on her. I can’t.”

“Of course not.” Corvus placed both his hands on Soren’s shoulders, turning him to face him. “But you can’t do anything right now. You’re exhausted and the others need to know about Aaravos.”

“You can tell the-”

“No.” Now it was Corvus’ turn to shake his head. “We’re going to do this together. I just got you back. I’m not letting you go again.”

They both stared at each other for a moment. Corvus hadn’t meant to say that last bit out loud. “What I meant was-”

Soren leaned forward and kissed him quickly. It was all they had time for right now.

“I know what you meant. Me too.” he said after he’d pulled away, eyes sparkling.

Corvus felt his face grow warm and hoped Soren couldn’t tell.

“Well.” he said briskly. “If we’re going to do this, we’re not going to be able to do it alone. Those people over there.” he pointed towards where he could now see Ezran standing with Rayla and Callum, the two brothers embracing fiercely. “They’re your family. They’ll want to help you.”

“I don’t want to drag them into this.” Soren said with downturned eyes.

“You won’t be. They’ll want to help if you just tell them what’s happened. That's what families do.”

Soren seemed doubtful. Corvus knew that family was a loaded subject for him. It probably always would be. But he also knew that Soren had one of the strongest families he’d ever seen.

“Trust me.”

“I do.” Soren said. And that would have to be enough for now.

He squared his shoulders, turning to walk into the camp, and Corvus followed him. He saw Soren’s fingers twitch towards his empty scabbard as the other elf turned and looked at them. He was standing apart from the others, hanging to the edge of the camp. And now Corvus knew why. He’d thought that the past was just that, the past. But now he saw just how many old wounds were sitting just below the surface, waiting to be reopened.

“Soren!” Rayla called, spotting them. “You’re okay!” she stopped, seeing the look on his face. “Soren?”

Everyone turned to look at them then, and Corvus could see the lines of worry on Callum’s face, the tightness in his shoulders, the way that his hand still rested on Ezran’s shoulder The way that the king leaned gently against his brother’s side, as though the contact would help to alleviate some of the burden he carried. The nervous glances Rayla shot in Callum’s direction, as though to make sure he was still there. That he was okay.

“We need to talk.” Soren said, voice low and quiet. “Someplace private.”

“Soren, what happened?” Callum asked, grip tightening on his brother’s shoulder.

“He’s out.”

The words were inconspicuous to anyone passing by. Trivial, even. But to them it was world shattering.

“How!?” Callum exclaimed, earning worried glances from a few passing civilians. He lowered his voice. “We had the pearl with us the whole time. We took it somewhere safe.”

“We shouldn't be talking out in the open.” Ezran said, stepping out of his brother’s protective grip. “We don’t want to cause a panic.” And so that was how they found themselves, all five of them, crammed into Soren’s small tent on the outskirts of the encampment. Callum was sitting beside his brother, Rayla leaning her head against his other shoulder. They had left the other elvish man - Runaan, Rayla had called him - outside. Rayla had asked him to keep watch so that they weren’t disturbed, but they all knew that wasn’t why. He’d seemed to understand.

As the hushed murmurs of explanation began, Corvus stepped back himself, ready to leave them to their discussion. He was a part of the council, sure. But this was far more private than that. A council within a council. Or, as Soren called them, the Dragang. They were more than just a governing body. They were a family, just like he’d said.

So he tried to step away, happy to leave them to it and not wanting to insert himself where he didn’t belong. But Soren’s hand closed around his wrist, pulling him back.

“I’d like you to stay, maybe. If you don’t mind.” he said, voice quieter even than the whispered discussion around them.

Corvus paused, glanced around at the group of them. There were no looks pointed in his direction to tell him that he was out of place. So he sat back down, clasping both his hands around Soren’s.

“Okay. I’ll stay.”

#sorvus #emotional hurt/comfort #the dragon prince #tdp #soren tdp #corvus tdp #sorvus fic #sorvus forever #aftermath fic #soren fic #corvus fic #ficlet #my fics

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raayllum · 6 months ago

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Teasers Timeline

With the teasers we've gotten this week, I want to try and assemble them into some kind of timeline. Spoilers and speculation ahead!

First off, there's the ones we know are taking place during 6x01 Startouched thanks to con spoilers, such as shots of the prison with Callum, his nightmare featuring Aaravos, Rayllum on the castle battlements, group discussion, them departing for the Starscraper, and Ezran comforting Zym about Zubeia.

Claudia and Terry is also probably from 6x01 (maybe Claudia commiserating with a flashback if it's from later on in the season) due to the beach location and her having to take wet/bloody clothes off. We can even see that one pantleg is shorter than the other.

Now onto the rest, with episode titles as a slight guideline.

This shot with Corvus, Zym, and Soren is likely from 6x02 Love, War, and Mushrooms, given they went looking for Zubeia and Soren meets up with Corvus at the Sunfire camp.

I also wouldn't be surprised if the "Ezran at the castle" and Janaya is around here. If Viren is alive, he could be showing up in Katolis (or Claudia is there to find the fake prison) and Janaya is preparing for war now that Sol Regem has the sun seed. Likewise, this is one of two places I could see the screencap of the Viren and Kpp'Ar flashback being; Viren may be heading back to try to free Kpp'Ar (and may do so with the staf?? If Rayllum didn't take his coin) and thereby reflecting on their past.

Then we get Rayla and Callum on the burning ship in 6x03 Frozen Ship. There's less fire when they're first there together and Callum needs to get his staff back, and significantly more fire when Rayla is there on her own despite being near the same hole in the roof and Callum not being in frame anymore.

Then they head to the Starscraper (and potentially face the big scary dragon along the way, though that could be a trial for 6x05 as well).

Rayla's line about "The fate of the entire world is at stake," her expression, as well as Stella's (almost angry?) expression makes me think she's trying to reason with Callum > telling the celestial elves what's going on, but it really could be either.

Big dragon could also be the trial or thing they're flying off too as well, after the infamous Chin Touch (and possible smooch) given that the clouds from what may be their room seems to match what we see in the background.

If the dragon adventure with Luna Tenebris' unsuitable heir is on the way to the Starscraper, I'd guess it'll have something to do with the moonstone collar its wearing (perhaps an enchantment that cloaks the starscraper from outside viewers?). If it's after, then I have no clue WHY beyond the celestial elves going "you gotta".

At the same time, Karim and Janai are preparing for war. The search for Zubeia must've been either successful or they had to give up and switch gears, as Ezran has 1) left Katolis to be here and 2) reunited with Corvus and with Zym, only to be captured and need rescuing from his favourite dragon pal (Zym's covering them, but it also seems Ez and Corvus showed up on horses so.. parlay gone wrong?)

The amount of Sol Regem regalia on their outfits and Karim's tent makes me think he's already used the sun seed to heal / ally with Sol Regem, or that he's very very close to doing so.

I do think he ultimately goes through with it, though, given that the next time we see Sol Regem, his eyes aren't healed but his wings are 100% patched up and Pharos is seemingly riding him into battle, with Janai and Amaya leading their ground assault.

Amaya still has her crown, and Aanya might show up to help -- the cliffs match the ones she's landing on -- at Ezran's behest, but it's probably not enough.

If she loses but lives, that could be why we see her almost in mourning at the sun seed tree

And I think that's it for now! More speculation and teasers to follow soon I'm sure

#tdp #tdp spoilers #teaser #the dragon prince #s6 speculation #s6 #arc 2 #trailer #analysis series #analysis #mini meta #long post #screencaps #feel free to use #s6 spoilers

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a-very-sparkly-nerd · 4 months ago

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@dragonprincedrabbles

Nyx + Corvus, Foreboding

Corvus finds out just enough about Soren's kidnapping experience to be pushed over the edge.

Corvus is quick to dislike a person. Easy to rub him up the wrong way. And this elf had done it from a mile away.

Blue hair and heterochromic, an omnipresent shit-eating grin, and non-stop teasing, jabbing, and overall being infuriating.

Soren knows her, it seems, based on the way his jaw set and brow furrowed when he laid eyes on her across the market they passed through, and especially based on the way he heard her following them from abovehead–because of course the oversized harpy had wings–and used Corvus’s chain to yank her down from the sky. Corvus didn’t think he’d ever seen the other Crownguard so angry, so angsty in the way he stomped off to gather firewood when they made camp that night.

With the Skywing sitting across the fire from him, preening her feathered wings. “Naimi-Selari-Nykantia” had been how she’d introduced herself, tacking on a “But you can call me Nyx” as an afterthought.

Nyx was annoying.

“It’s rude to stare, you know,” she says over the flames, breaking Corvus away from his thoughts.

“How do you know him?” Corvus demands, skipping directly over the small talk.

“Well, it’s nice to meet you, too,” she grumbles, but adjusts to turn at least part of her attention and body language to him.

“How?” he repeats, letting his hand drift to his chain. The angry red welts along her ankle suggest she has not forgotten how painful it was, and even less likely to want a repeat. All ration seemed to go out the window when it came to Soren. For Corvus, at least.

She shrugs sheepishly, rolling her shoulders and eyes to the sky. “Er, well… Let’s just say a girl’s got to look out for herself, am I right, eh?”

“Tell me how you know Soren,” Corvus hisses, gripping the handle in an attempt to keep himself in check.

“Oh, we went through a good ol’-fashioned pirate kidnapping together,” Nyx says with feigned cheeriness, a sad attempt at a chuckle. “I gave him some information, he let me go free. The little king, handsome dolt, and idiots in love, er- dealt with their situation themselves.”

Corvus’s blood is suddenly boiling hot, as if his skin doesn’t fit right over his bones. Shock and rage fills crevices of his body he hadn’t known existed prior to this moment. What?

Soren had been kidnapped? Ez, too? And Callum and Rayla, judging by the “idiots in love” bit. And none of them had breathed even a word of it?

That’s fine, it’s their business. Really, Corvus tried to tell himself, getting to his feet.

It didn’t work. Soren had been hurt and in danger, and sure, that’s what Crownguards were trained for, but it didn’t mean he was expected to simply be okay.

“You sold them out?” he says, voice nearing a roar. “You sold him out?!”

“Woah, there. Two batches of idiots in love, my mistake,” she mutters, and Corvus is too angry to be flustered about it. “Listen, a girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do. Everyone else there had someone looking out for them. Number One’s the only one who’s gonna look out for Number One. Everyone’s selfish.”

Corvus turns to the woods Soren had disappeared into, everything starting to make sense with each puzzle piece falling into place. “Leave.”

“Excuse me?”

“Leave,” he repeats, digging his jagged, worn fingernails into his palms. “I’m going to look for him, and if you’re here when I get back, I’ll kill you. I swear it.”

“Okay, chill out there, Big Guy,” Nyx starts, and he hears her light footsteps approaching him tentatively but quickly.

As her hand goes for his shoulder, Corvus wheels around and grabs her wrist, getting up close and personal. He lets every bit of anger show on his face. “Look me in the eye and try to call my bluff. Look me in the eye and try to reason with me. I’m not messing around.”

Nyx’s wings flutter nervously, and he lets her snatch her wrist out of his grasp. His skin feels dirty, but not from guilt– from touching this monster who’d let Soren get hurt. “Alright, alright! Message received!”

She takes a few steps backward, and Corvus relishes in how she trips over her bag, and, flustered, scramble to start shoving her things into it. “You, eh, might wanna get some anger issues management help. Friendly word of advice.”

“Get out!” Corvus screams, face hot with anger and eyes pricking with tears, ready to strangle her with his bare hands.

“Okay, okay! I’m leaving!” Nyx shoulders her backpack and only makes it a few feet into the air before reconsidering. She comes back down another bit, hesitant with downcast eyes. “Um, be careful with him. He’s a good man. Savor the people you have to look out for and who look out for you.”

Corvus turns away from her. “I will.”

#i don't normally write in present-tense but #here we are!#sorvus #bc i had to and i will ship them long after the end of time #tdp soren #corvus tdp #speculative tdp season 6 #fanfic #fanfiction #tdp fanfic #tdp s6 #my fic #ficlet #my ficlet #writing prompt #tdp #the dragon prince #hey that man is so calm so naturally i want to see him explode. preferably over smth soren-related #can you tell i like my fictional men down bad?

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stranger-angel0401 · 4 months ago

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All Fall Down

Pairing: Soren x Reader

Description: Viren's return has caused Soren to face emotional turmoil. Reader is there for him, standing with him. When Katolis is attacked, they turn to the person they hate most for help.

No pronouns used for reader (I think), no use of y/n

CW: Blood, violence, death

WC: 3.0k

When your group returns from your search for Zubeia, you are all in good spirits.

Zubeia is alive, she is healing. She will be okay. Your group is unharmed, and together.

You sense the sour mood before Soren. He’s long into a rant about souvenirs and mushrooms when he stops.

“Uh..is something wrong?”

Ezran looks between the two of you, holding eye contact with you for a moment too long. Somehow, you understand. Ezran gives you a pleading look. Please don’t make me tell him. You nod. Poor kid doesn’t need any more trauma. You glance at Opeli and Corvus, and they nod. You gently take your boyfriend’s hand, smiling softly.

“Soren, why don’t we go on a walk?”

Soren is not oblivious. He flashes you a confused look, which you reply to with soft eyes. Trust me. He does, with his life. He allows you to lead him out of the room.

You take Soren outside to the bridge. It is deserted, except for a few guards. It only takes a single nod from you for them to salute and make themselves scarce. Soren squeezes your hand, and you can’t make him wait any longer.

“Love, what’s- what’s going on? What was that weird silent conversation you had with Ezran? Is there another plot? Are they- is someone coming to kill Ezran?”

You take his other hand, softly bringing his knuckles to your lips. Then, you release his hands, stepping closer to him so you can take his cheeks in your palms. He practically melts at your touch. He only gets it from you.

“Soren..two years ago when you left Viren’s army and came to fight for Zym..I was so proud of you. You had no idea what you were doing or if we would accept you, but you knew that Viren was wrong, and you fought for what was right, no matter- no matter how much it hurt. You did..the right thing, even when it felt wrong, because you knew it was right, and I just- I want you to know that I see you, that I see every sacrifice you make. I see the person you’ve become, and I want to make sure that you know that no matter what happens..you have to stay true to yourself.”

He’s heard this all before, several times. He never gets tired of it, but he’s confused.

“What’s happening, Love? Why- why are you telling me this now?”

You stare into his eyes, and you wonder how they can be so different from his father’s. You hardly remember Soren’s mother, but you think he must have gotten them from her. There is so much life behind them, so much warmth. He’s beautiful.

“Soren..Viren is back. He’s here.”

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When Soren asks you to come with him to the dungeon, you don’t hesitate. It’s not often that he admits he needs support, so when he does, you make sure to give it to him. To show him that it’s okay. He seems to intentionally walk down the stairs as slowly as possible, staring at the plate of food in his hand.

You hear a voice in the distance, and as Soren steps out of the shadows, Viren gasps.

“Soren? Oh, Soren! My son! I-is that you?”

You make sure to scowl at Viren from behind Soren’s shoulder. He sends you a regretful look. Your features don’t soften.

You flinch as Soren tosses the plate into Viren’s cell with a loud clatter.

“Do you need anything else?”

His voice is cold, it almost frightens you. It’s so..unsoren-like.

Viren sputters as he walks closer to the bars.

“Oh, Soren, so much has happened, I have... so many things I want to say to you. I... I don't know where to…”

“I guess that’s a no.”

Soren makes a point of taking your hand as he turns, and his message is clear.

I don’t need your love. I found my own family. I have them.

Viren calls out after Soren, but Soren doesn’t stop, doesn’t even falter. He leaves the dungeon, squeezing your hand tightly.

The next time Soren visits Viren, he asks you to stay near the stairs. You agree, but you don’t let him leave without wrapping your arms around his neck, pressing soft kisses against his shoulder. He is loved, you will make sure he knows that.

You stand in the shadows, far enough that Viren cannot see you. Close enough that you hear everything.

Viren gasps when Soren tosses the plate into his cell.

“Thank you.”

Silence.

“Why are you here, Soren? You’re a Crownguard. You could ask anyone to bring prisoners their meals.”

When Soren speaks, venom drips from his tone. You hope you don’t have to get used to that.

“Maybe I just want to see you suffering.”

Viren sighs softly, and you prepare yourself for another monologue.

“I was cold to you when we last met in the Drakewood. No father should treat his child like that. But then, I've done many things a father should never do, haven't I? I have been cruel to you. And, your sister... I have watched Claudia walk down such a dark path, Soren. And I set her on it. I am to blame. I finally see that now. But with my eyes open, I also see... you. I see you, Soren. Oh, you've grown so much. You're so strong, so true to your heart. Your good heart. Somehow... somehow... you... you found the right path, in spite of everything I've done. I'm so proud of you.”

“What are you trying to do?”

Soren is at his limit, you realize. But you won’t leave your spot unless he asks you to.

“Soren, I’m just-”

“No! Stop it! Just... Just stop it! I know who you are! You're dangerous! Everything you're telling me is... is some kind of lie! And I'm not going to let you manipulate me again!”

You hate hearing so much anger and pain in his voice, but you’re so proud of him.

“It isn’t a lie, son. Please-”

Soren whips around, slamming his fist into the metal bars. He breathes heavily for a moment, and you wonder what he’s going to do. You won’t tell a soul. Soren turns silently, and you let out a breath. You see him walking towards you, sniffling. Only when he knows he’s out of Viren’s sight does he collapse into you. You support him, burying your fingers in his hair. You slide your free hand under his armor, rubbing gentle circles against his back. He is shaking. He feels pathetic. He’s so strong.

“I love you,” you whisper.

He sputters for a moment, struggling to form words.

“L-love you too.”

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When you wake up, you’re shivering. When you turn, you realize why. There’s no messy mop of blonde hair lying next to you, the bed is empty. You know where he’s gone. You almost wish you didn’t. Part of you wants to go find him, to bring him back to bed. You understand that you can’t. He obviously didn’t tell you for a reason, and you’ll give him that space. You’ll be here when he comes back.

You’re not sure how long it’s been when he returns. A couple hours, you guess. You’ve lit a candle, quietly reading a book. You’re wrapped tightly in your blanket; you’ve forgotten how chilly your quarters are when Soren isn’t here to keep you warm.

The door opening startles you until you see who it is. You shut your book gently, not bothering to mark your page.

“Hey, hun. How did-”

Soren whimpers, bringing his hands up to cover his face.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you.”

He turns as if to leave again, and you’re out of bed in a second. You grab his hand, turning him towards you. He stares at the ground. You carefully lead him over to the bed, pushing against his chest until he sits down. You carefully remove each piece of his armor until he is left only in his comfortable underclothes. You sit next to him, and he stutters for a moment. You shush him gently, wrapping your arms around his neck and lightly pulling his head into your chest. He sobs, and despite his embarrassment, he lets you comfort him. He hugs you tightly, gripping a fistful of your shirt as he cries. You run your fingers through his hair and hold him there.

“I love you, I’m so proud of you,” you whisper repeatedly.

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The next time you see Viren, you’re alone. He’s surprised by your presence, having only seen you recently from behind Soren. He never lets you come closer than an arm’s length. He won’t risk Viren hurting you.

“You’ve grown,” Viren reminisces.

You scoff.

He can’t believe how strong you’ve become. You look so commanding and fierce. He’s glad Soren has you.

“Well, what is it? The guard said you have something for him.”

You see Viren hesitate for a moment, and you scowl.

“Don’t waste my time, traitor.”

Viren sighs, and produces a slip of paper.

“I..I don’t think he should read it. It will only make things worse for him. It will only burden him.”

You reach through the bars and rip the paper out of his hand. As your eyes scan the writing, you find yourself horrified. Viren is more of a monster than you first thought. And yet..you are thankful. Thankful that he saved Soren’s life.

Viren desperately searches your expression for something, anything, some semblance of emotion. He is met with cold eyes.

“Soren will not read this, you are correct.”

You turn, but before you can leave the room, you glance back at Viren. He is so sickly, so..broken.

“I’m glad you saved him. If only it hadn’t turned you into such a monster.”

You toss the letter into a torch.

Soren has all but broken down the door to the dungeon when you reach the top of the stairs. When the door finally opens, unlocked from the other side, he half expects it to be Viren. When he meets your eyes instead of his father’s cold ones, he whimpers.

“Why would you- I thought- He could’ve hurt you!”

You throw your arms around his neck, and he melts into you.

“I’m okay. I’m here.”

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When the kingdom is attacked, you and Soren are prepared to defend it with your lives. As you stare out at the destruction, it all feels hopeless. Until it doesn’t. You don’t tell Soren where you’re going, he’ll stop you. You hope he’ll understand. You pull him aside, hoping this doesn’t take long. You have to tell him.

“Soren,” you start, almost backing out. Soren is quickly growing antsy.

“Your dad- he did terrible things, but he loved you, loves you, so much. But that doesn’t excuse anything he did. He hurt you, and he loves you, and both can be true. But I need you to know that I love you so much, and I will never ever hurt you, not on purpose.”

Soren stares at you, searching for words. He can’t find any. You pull him into a kiss, whispering one last “I love you” before instructing him to save the people, and taking off.

You lock the door behind you, quickly descending the stairs. You hope he doesn’t realize where you’ve gone. Viren is calling out from his cell, panicked. He does not relax at the sight of you. You don’t speak, but you unlock his cell, then his binds. He is surprised when you thrust his staff into his hands.

“What’s going on?” he questions.

He is afraid. You try to hide that you are too.

“Viren, you have to do something. Katolis is being destroyed. A dragon is attacking, we- you have to help. Please, everything is burning.”

Viren stumbles backwards, scared.

“I- I can’t fight a dragon! There’s nothing I can do.”

You scowl at him, pushing the staff closer to him.

“What about that spell you did at Lux Aurea? Hearts of Cinder, right? Almost used your own son as a guinea pig?”

Viren stares at you, dumbfounded.

“It protected your soldiers from dragon fire. Do that, save the people!”

“No, I- I had a primal stone then. It’s..different.”

You groan, losing patience.

“You have dark magic! There must be some way to do the spell that way!”

“I gave up dark magic!” Viren argues. “And even if I did, the sacrifice- oh..it’s unthinkable.”

You shove his staff into his hands, and he stumbles back.

“Do it for Soren.”

Viren shakes his head.

“The sacrifice is a human heart.”

You lock eyes with him and draw your dagger. For a moment, he thinks you’re going to kill him. When you instead wrap his fingers around the handle, the message is clear.

“Tell Soren I love him.”

Soren can’t find you. The kingdom is being destroyed and evacuated, and he can’t find you. He’s resorted to running back into the burning castle, searching under every last pile of rubble. He won’t lose you.

Just as he starts to become convinced that you’ve been crushed or burned to death, a more awful truth reveals itself. A trail of blood, leading out of the dungeon, leading to a bloody dagger. Your dagger. He follows the trail to find Viren, alone. His robes are covered in blood. His own blood, Soren realizes. Viren takes notice of his presence and yells. It is strained, but clear.

“Go to them.”

Soren doesn’t hesitate.

You’re in the village when he finds you, helping someone out of a pile of rubble. He is relieved, until the dragon appears behind you, ready to strike. Soren won’t reach you in time, he realizes. He cries out. The blast hits you.

When the heat dies away, Soren opens his eyes. His skin is warm and cracked, and he feels reinvigorated by the flame.

Hearts of Cinder shall not burn.

He freezes for a moment, understanding now why Viren was out. Understanding Viren’s sacrifice.

Soren’s name is yelled, and he’s never moved faster. When he reaches you, all he sees is your hand. Your skin is cracked and decorated with lava, much like his. The person you had been protecting has run away.

Soren clears the rubble around you, finding strength he didn’t know he had. When you are revealed under the rocks, he wraps his arms under yours, dragging you out. He glances around the village, everyone has escaped.

Everyone except one.

Soren hoists you into his arms, and he runs.

When you have escaped the burning kingdom, Soren collapses with you in his arms. The spell has worn off. Soren’s hands touch your face, touch every last inch of your skin, searching for damage. You are cut and singed, but you will survive.

Your hand finds the gash on his forehead, and he grimaces as your fingers graze it. You wipe a drop of blood away from his eye. Soren is the first to speak.

“Why- why would you disappear like that, why would you do that?”

Your answer is simple, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

“You would’ve stopped me.”

He sobs, pulling you into his chest. Silently, he swears to never let you out of his sight again. He’ll never let anything or anyone harm you ever again. You’ll never feel sorrow as long as he is alive. You’re trying to stay strong, but the gravity of the situation settles on your shoulders. You sob and push yourself closer to Soren. Your kingdom. Your home. Your memories. Soren is all you have left. He’ll never let you go.

You hyperventilate, feeling as if your lungs will never fill with air again. Soren whispers to you, trying desperately to comfort you. How can he?

“I love you,” he whispers over and over against your hair. He receives no verbal response, you still can’t find your breath. Three light taps against his back convey your message.

Finally, after what feels like years, your lungs fill with air. The weight of what you almost did to Soren hits you, and you cry harder. You whisper repeated apologies into his chest. He was never angry with you. He would’ve done the same.

You have so much more to worry about than this. People to direct, to guide. You allow yourself to be selfish for a little longer. Soren has stopped crying. The situation will catch up to him later, but for now you are his only concern. He holds you, he comforts you, and he thanks the stars that you are still here with him.

“Please don’t leave me.”

He almost misses it. Your voice is hoarse and broken, and it is barely audible. He hugs you tighter.

“Never, I’ll never leave.”

When you only sob louder, he shifts. He moves one hand from around your waist to the back of your head. He hopes you feel safe. You’ve never felt safer.

“Hey, I mean it. Katolis- we’ll figure this out, you know we will. We always do. And..and when we do. I’m going to marry you. If- if that’s what you want of course. I just- I need you in my life. I need you by my side.”

He feels your grasp tighten, and for a moment he wonders if he’s made a mistake.

Your response comes quietly, but you’ve never sounded more sure.

“Yes, yes please, I- I love you. I love you.”

Soren presses a gentle kiss to the top of your head, then to your lips. He starts to pull away, but your fingers find their way to his hair. You bury them there, tugging him closer. You pull him back to your lips, kissing him hard, but so softly. He’s scared if he lets go you’ll disappear. When you do finally pull away, you both understand it will be a while until another moment like this comes. He stands, hoisting you to your feet, wrapping your hand in his.

“We’ll be okay,” he reassures you. “Together.”

You nod, turning. Ready to help your people with Soren by your side.

“Together.”

#soren x reader #tdp soren #tdp soren x reader #tdp soren x you #soren x you #dragon prince soren x reader #the dragon prince soren x reader

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chattychatty4 · 2 months ago

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A sneak peek into my Sir Sparklepuff survives fanfic!

Son of Doom (name not decided yet so it may change)

Chapter 1

Two years earlier…

Leo continued pacing back and forth in the courtyard, gently kicking rocks in front of him to the side as he did, cleaning his stone path of any interruptions.

“There’s no synonym for cinnamon. There’s no synonym for cinnamon. There’s no synonym for cinnamon…” his famous calming mantra. Though, he knew deep down he didn’t own it or create it; he felt he learned it somewhere. He’s felt that way about it since he began using it as a way to calm down, since he was around 6 years old.

What an age to start getting stressed out about everything.

Leo didn’t really know what he was stressing out about, that happened quite often. He had a vague picture in his mind of what he was stressing about, though he didn’t know exactly how to describe it.

Maybe it’s the fact that he was made from dark magic and will never be pure.

Maybe it’s the thought of everyone thinking he’s “too elf” to be human but “too mortal” to be a startouch elf.

Maybe it’s because his biological parents were two evil mages who wanted to destroy the world.

Maybe it’s because he’ll never be able to know and love his real parents like others did.

Maybe it’s because Soren and Corvus will never be his true parents.

From the sidelines, Soren watched him from a bench with Corvus. Exchanging glances with each other every once in a while. Probably concerned for the well being of their “brother”. This was one of the first times Leo had actually paced in public, in front of them.

“Leonardo.” Soren said sternly, grabbing his attention as he swung his head to meet his eyes.

“Leo, what’s making you so anxious? What’s wrong? Something is wrong.”

“It’s nothing, Soren.”

“Something is obviously eating at you, just tell me.”

“What could I possibly be worried about? I’m 14 years old, I have a loving family-ish group; hell, I wouldn’t be alive today if I hadn’t gotten lucky and chosen to run from the beach when I was a baby; I’m not starving, I’m not in poverty, I’m not sick, I’m among the top grades in all of my classes in school. Everything is fine, Soren.” Leo argued with growing anger in his voice.

“… Leo, that doesn’t mean that you don’t have the ability to be stressed. Plus, you shouldn’t be giving me attitude when I asked a simple question that we are close enough to be able to discuss. Corvus and I have been working hard to give you a safe environment to be able to speak your mind since you were three.” Soren said, starting to rise from his seat.

“Well, too bad! I’m not answering your question, Soren!” Leo shouted. All he wanted was to get back to pacing. Soren was just making things worse. As usual.

“Just tell us what we can do to help! We care for you, Leo! So why don’t you just tell us so we can make it better for you?!”

“Maybe you and Corvus should just leave, go take up more training for situations like this, learn to let me be stressed sometimes, maybe learn to be better DADS!” Leo paused with his fists curled up.

This was the first time he called them his dads. During an argument. To insult them. They weren’t even bad dads. In fact, they were possibly the best dads.

Of any time in his life he could’ve called them dads.

Like when they taught him simple sword tricks for the first time when he was seven. Or when they-or Corvus-began teaching him how to read. When they taught him more words other than “blood of child”. When they held him during some of the scariest moments of his life.

When they taught him how to love himself. When they taught him the value of his love. When they showed him more love than anyone had ever given him.

When they cared for him so much more than anyone ever would.

Leo could certainly see this specific moment being remembered for years to come. First time he called Soren and Corvus his dads. Such a grateful move.

They stared at Leo for a while. Soren seemed infuriated, his shoulders tense, like he wanted to holler the “GO TO YOUR ROOM” that could be heard from all the way in Xadia.

Corvus also had a similar angry yet solemn face, not as intense as Soren’s.

Soren sighed, his shoulders drooping. “Come on, Corvus. He’s right. He should be able to express his emotions with us. We said that this is a safe environment to be able to express his mind. He deserves some space.”

They both held hands and walked off, to find something else to do.

Leo stood where he was, staring at the bench where Soren and Corvus were just sitting. Wanting to cry his eyes out.

#sir sparklepuff #tdp sir sparklepuff #sir sparklepuff survives au #the dragon prince #angst #fanfic #fan fiction #tdp #tdp soren #tdp corvus #I don’t know if this can actually classify as angst

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jelzorz · 2 years ago

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137.

Rayla keeps her hair long for one reason and one reason only, and that is that she doesn't have time to keep it short. She'd cut it twice herself in the early days of her quest, but both times ended in choppy, uneven haircuts that she needed to see hairdressers to fix anyway, and both times it cost her a rabbit.

It's easier, these days, to let it grow and to throw it into a bun to keep it out of her face. She hadn't thought it a particularly glamorous look, or even a particularly pretty look, but she catches Callum looking, and well...

Now there's impetus to actually try.

She starts off simple: just her bun and an extra braid in addition to the one behind her ear. She tries for a ponytail a couple of days later and finds Callum isn't quite so responsive to it, so she tries a half-updo after that.

She tells herself she's experimenting, but in her heart, it's because she and Callum still haven't really talked, and mostly she just wants him to notice. Any interaction is better than the awkward pining nonsense between them, and at least she knows he's still a little bit interested, and, in any case, it is experimenting. Sometimes something different is nice.

And, of course, other people start to notice. Not in the same way, but enough to point out that she's doing something different to begin with. Ez says he likes the extra braid. Opeli says the half-updo looks lovely and traditional. Soren surprises her most:

"Hey, pigtails! Cute! You want help trying something else?"

Rayla stares at him. They're on their way down to the blacksmith to see if he can do some maintenance on Rayla's blades which are a bit more complicated than his usual commissions but Soren promises he'll enjoy the challenge. Rayla'd been feeling sentimental this morning, so her hair today is two pigtail braids like the ones she wore when she was younger. She'd actually been thinking about cutting it, now that there's time and it won't cost her an entire rabbit for a trim. "Pardon me?"

"Oh, you've just been... doing different stuff with your hair recently. Just wondered if you want ideas or a hand doing something new."

"You have experience with hair, do you?"

"Sure do," says Soren brightly. "What, you think I would trust someone else to manage these gorgeous locks?" He flips his hair dramatically and Rayla fights the urge to shove him off the path. "Nah, this is all me. Been trying to get Corvus to help me dye it but he's just not an artist in that way."

Rayla stares some more. "You dye your hair?"

"Obviously," snorts Soren. "Seriously, if you need a hand, just say the word. I'm happy to help."

Rayla isn't staring on purpose anymore, she just can't stop. "Oh. I. Didn't think you you were the type to experiment yourself," she admits, although why is less clear. Soren's always taken a little bit of pride in his appearance. It shouldn't be such a surprise. "Where'd—uh—where'd you learn to dye your hair?"

His face falls a little. He shuffles his feet. Rayla figures out the answer before he says it, and she curses herself silently for being so stupid.

"Claudia used to help me do the bits I couldn't reach," he says. "I used to help her braid her hair to pay her back."

"Oh." Oh, because duh and because Rayla doesn't really know what else to say.

They lapse into silence. Soren stares at the flagstones in the bailey as they cross it and Rayla tries not to push herself off the path for being so dumb. She coughs. "I can help you dye it?" she offers at last. "I can probably do a better job than Corvus, anyway. And... maybe you could give mine a little trim if you know how to do that?"

Soren laughs at that, the tension in his shoulders easing a little as they walk. "That'd be nice," he says. "Although, no, I wouldn't trim it. Callum likes it long."

Rayla blinks. Then flushes. She doesn't ask how he knows. "He does, does he?"

"More than he'll admit. He liked the pony tail. Ez and I caught him staring while you were doing it up."

Rayla laughs at that and makes a note of it for another day.

#rayllum #in anticipation #brotp: sorayla #soren deserves a sister who'll Choose him and rayla deserves a family that Chooses her #donf touch me i love their friendship

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disappointingcabbage · 4 months ago

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TDP Season 6 Episode 2 Live Reaction, spoilers under the cut

OUGH THE NEW INTRO STATUE IS CLAUDIA

She looks so sad

Also her face now that she’s done so much dark magic is lookin real spooky

Yay Soren has Hat!!

Wait why are they going to Lux Aurea

OH CORVUS!!!

Here’s how Sorvus can still win-

But seriously it makes sense, he is a tracker, he can find Zubeia

THE LESBIANS!!

I forgot how obnoxiously French Janai is. I still love her.

Girlie you are making some questionable choices due to stress, you’re gonna want to treat your generals better if you don’t want more traitors

Thank you, Amaya, for being the voice of reason

JANAI YOU DID NOT JUST DISRESPECT AMAYA LIKE THAT

“I’ve never seen mushrooms like this before? You think it’s edible” “no and pLEASE DONT FIND OUT” AHDIEJXIEKF lmao Corvus is very familiar with Soren’s stupidity

I fucking forgot Karim stole the light seed

Janai’s having fuckass dreams too???

Ok now she decides to properly communicate with her fiancée (when’s the wedding happening)

fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you FUCK YOU KARIM

this mf’s really gonna waste the sun seed on Sol Regem and throw away any chance at Lux Aurea actually rebuilding properly

I forgot Karim’s girlfriend’s name but it would be really fucking funny if she put poison in his wine glass, just saying

Glad to see Zym and Ez still have that whole telepathy thing going for them

NEW MUSHOOMS????

AMONG US?

yeah these two are gay dorks

OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD THE MUSHROOMS ARE LITTLE GUYS

I wanna gently squish it with a hug ITS SO CUTE I FUCKING LOVE MUSHROOMS

“Ah fuck my leg” *jump cuts to Soren absolutely booking it through the woods with Corvus on his back* YOUR HONOR THIS IS HOMOSEXUAL BEHAVIOR AND ALSO HILARIOUS

Jesus Christ this mushroom can run

I think the mushroom brought them to its own mom

Oh shit the mushroom elf dude from the end of season 5

WAIT I CAN COSPLAY THIS GUY I HAVE A MUSHROOM HAT

“You are my heart, my truth. If I ever start to doubt you I’ll know I am truly lost” BRB SOBBING

THEYRE CALLED MUSHPALS!!!! I love them so much

Wgeiejciero one of them has the fucking 2014 aesthetic mustache I’m gonna lose it this is so funny

So mushroom dude (Musko) is basically a doctor. Good for him!!

Ooooh the way that the shots of Karim addressing his army are intercut with Janai addressing her people is giving me chills

Karim sounds like a Zionist and/or general religious tyrant and I hope that’s an intentional parallel

Bro just fucking pulled out the Mario blue shrink mushrooms

Corvus telling Soren he’s a good man with a big heart is so incredibly gay

I love the glowy mushrooms in Zubeia’s tree room

AWWW SHE CALLED EZRAN ZYM’S BROTHER

wait what does she mean “Ezran needs you” because I’m hoping she means, like, in general and not because of some specific threat

WEDDING TIME WEDDING TIME WEDDING TIME

oh my god he’s hat’s hat

#tdp s6 #the dragon prince spoilers #the dragon prince #tdp spoilers #tdp #tdp season 6 #the dragon prince season 6 #live reaction

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bisexualenbyblueberry · 7 months ago

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Do you have any ideas about what each of the TDP character’s music taste would be like?

This can include music from literally any era and/or culture

OH MY GOD I've been waiting SO LONG to have this asked to me, SO

First things first, I remember commenting somewhere on a post about Soren and Corvus' "song" that to Corvus, their song was something by Mitski, and to Soren, their song was like. I Am A Gummy Bear so write that down for them

In all seriousness I feel like Soren would like exclusively parody, joke songs. Weird Al, Danny Gonzalez, etc etc. And his ass has definitely listened to the Beast Mode Spotify playlist before

Claudia- Taking a page out of 2018 Tumblr's interpretation of Claudia as her being super goth and saying she listens to MCR or smth like that. idk I know nothing about goth music. Either that or TV girl

Terry- it would be low-hanging fruit to say he listens to Cavetown. It would be less low-hanging fruit to say he does not pay attention to lyrics in the slightest. Only tune. His playlist is the most chaotic, genre-free mess you'll ever see. It has several Christmas songs on it. He listens to it year round. Everyone is terrified of him

Callum- he's one of those queer teenage boys who listen exclusively to 80's rock. He defends the Beatles with his life (Rayla is the one he has to defend them from)

Rayla- Sneers at Callum for his love songs. Laughs at him for grinning while walking around blasting soft rock. Looks down on everyone who listens to non-instrumental music. Does not listen to lyrics music. Definitely has NOT cried to sad Conan Gray and Harry Styles songs at 1:00 am before, please stop asking

Ezran- he just listens to whatever everyone else wants to listen to tbh. He has had to mediate music-related arguements in the car before

Runaan- only listens to classical music from the Renaissance era

Kazi- idk what they'd listen to exactly (maybe like, dark academia shit) but the important thing is that they have a different playlist for everything. Going to a cafe? There's a playlist for that. Taking the bus? There's a playlist for that. Watering their cacti? There's a playlist for that. Anyone can ask them for a playlist with any concept and they'd have it, as well as a lengthy anecdote as to why.

Gren- I absolutely hate doing this to him but. Gren listens to the most agressively white man music ever. Cotton Eyed Joe is his favourite song. He knows all the lyrics to Sweet Home Alabama. He's also one of those people who never makes a playlist, just listens to music raw and randomly. You could tell him you made him a playlist and play one of those "songs that excite the white folk" and he would be ever so thankful that you made him this playlist that caters exactly to his taste. Gren I am so so sorry I did this to you but it was needed

I want you to know I have agressively slapped my hand over my mouth several times while writing this like some sort of cartoon villain

OKAY it is now the next morning and I would like to add:

Viren- hates all music. Like he thinks it's a distraction from more important things and just despises it. If there's music playing in a room he'll leave that room, no matter what

Harrow- Swiftie dad

#honestly considered just putting “Ed Sheeran” for Gren but I feel like that's implied there #Also Runaan and Viren are interchangable #the dragon prince #dragon prince #tdp callum #tdp terry #tdp claudia #tdp rayla #tdp soren #tdp corvus #sorvus #tdp ezran #tdp runaan #tdp kazi #tdp gren #tdp

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winterstorm032802 · 1 year ago

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I FINISHED IT!

I'M GONNA GO BE SAD NOW! AND TERRIFIED! MOSTLY TERRIFIED!

Spoilers:

I feel like this season was one of the scariest, in my opinion it just felt... scary. So many elements now in the story just made it... creepy, and I loved it. My Rayllum heart is satisfied. As is my Jamaya heart. And my heart for Terry x Claudia is... I mean, it's getting there.

I liked this season a lot. There were a lot of scary undertones of the characters and their thoughts. For example, Rayla puts the mission above her own wants. Even after she tells Callum, she's thinking about the mission. And the way she pushes past her fear of water, she goes down to fight and save her friends.

Callum! Calllum! Callum! THIS BOY IS GOING THROUGH IT! THE PAIN! THE DARK MAGIC! THE GUILT! IT'S ALL THERE! HE IS LITERALLY BLAMING HIMSELF FOR RESORTING TO SUCH A SOLUTION TO SAVE RAYLA! TWICE!! HE DID IT TWICE FOR HER!!!NOW IMAGINE CONSIDERING CLAUDIA'S SORROW AND GRIEF THAT WILL PROBABLY TURN TO FURY?! SHE'S GOING TO FIGHT RAYLA AND SHE MIGHT EVEN KILL RAYLA! AND CALLUM WILL PROBABLY USE DARK MAGIC TO SAVE HER IF THAT DOES HAPPEN!!!

Ezran, he needs to be a child. He needs it. Thank you, Corvus and Soren, for aiding that, especially Soren. EZRAN MIGHT DO THINGS HE MIGHT NOT LIKE! GIVE THIS BABY BOY A JELLY TART AND LET HIM BE A CHILD DAMN IT!

BABY SOREN! AAAAAHHHHH, BABY SOREN AND BABY CLAUDIA! THE WAY THE DREAM REPRESENTED THE WAY THE KIDS HAVE CHANGED WITH VIREN USING DARK MAGIC! SOREN IS SCARED AND HE LEFT BECAUSE IT TERRIFED HIM WHAT DARK MAGIC HAS DONE! CLAUDIA IS FOLLOWING IN HIS FOOTSTEPS AND EVEN GOING BEYOND SO FAR THAT VIREN CAN'T CATCH UP!

WHAT MAKES THIS WORSE ABOUT CLAUDIA IS THAT I READ THE GRAPHIC NOVEL TODAY! DID SOREN ALMOST DIE AS A CHILD?! HE WAS ILL AS A CHILD! VIREN'S MENTOR IS GONE AND TRAPPED IN A COIN! IS THAT WHY CLAUDIA AND SOREN'S MOM IS GONE?! BECAUSE SHE SAW WHAT HAPPENED AND RAN FROM IT! WHICH MAKES SOREN LIKE THE MOTHER AND MAKING CLAUDIA FEEL MORE ABANDONED!?

WHAT IS GOING ONNNNN?!?!

...

I'm fine...

I'm...

I'm going to go to a corner... yeah... I'm gonna do that...

Alsoooo gonna make a fiiiic.... Rayla is going through after effects of the freezing spell. Aghhhh. You can't tell me her blood through her veins turns cold as ice, and she's just fine with it?! Nu-uh. Gonna traumatize my girl, hold up.

#tdp #tdp season 5 #tdp spoilers #the dragon prince #the dragon prince spoilers

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baatarthefirst · 1 year ago

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"What's wrong?"

"I don't know what to send with you."

"Callum loves everything about Xadia. You could give him a blade of grass and he'd be bouncing off the walls."

"Very funny." she rolled her eyes. She didn't know Amaya's nephews as well as she would like, but with Ezran at least she could count on his love of sweets. For his birthday, she had the cooks pile together their best dessert recipes (and because he was a king and it seemed proper, she'd also sent a chess set). There was a chocolate smudge on the letter that had him claiming the black pieces and giving his first move. They'd been playing a game by mail ever since.

But Callum was harder, he liked books, so Kazi would be her best bet, but...she couldn't give up the few books they had, even if it was a children's book, it was culturally important now; virtually irreplaceable.

"What are you giving him?"

"Nope. You have to think of something."

"I can't...I don't want to send him something he hates... I want him to like me."

"He likes you already, and so do I." Amaya kissed her cheek, "Just pick something."

....

"I mean," Callum lifted the heavy present as he considered it, "it's....nice."

"I like the color." Ezran offered, trying to look on the bright side, as always."

"I just don't know why Queen Janai would give me a sunfire shield..."

"It's my fault. She was a nervous wreck trying to chose the perfect gift and I finally told her to just pick something. Next thing I know, I'm hauling an extra shield half way around the world."

"What's to be a wreck about?"

"She wants you two to like her."

"Ohhh...are things getting serious, with your elf not-friend?" Callum asked with a grin that reminded Amaya of Sarai. She tried to cover a blush by flipping his hair.

"They are! She's blushing, Callum! " Ezran pointed at his aunt and started to sing while signing, "Aunt Amaya and Queen Janai sitting in the mist, it still won't hide the fact they ki-rrrphhh." Amaya pulled him in close with one arm and covered his mouth with the other.

As Soren and Corvus playfully tackled her to save their king, Callum heaved the shield over to the shelves to the left of the covered mirror, "I'll just send a thank you note telling her how much I like it. It's the thought the counts, right?"

There was no answer from the dogpile.

#why does Callum have a sunfire shield in his office?#janai's even worse with gifts than she is with flowers #tdp #the dragon prince #janai #amaya #janaya #callum #ezran

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quodekash · 2 years ago

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A Way Too In-Depth Over-Analysis of Sorvus

I apologise in advance. For all of this. There’s a lot. These guys have inserted themselves into every empty renting space in my brain and uprooted all the taken spaces and moved in to everything. So to appease my brain I had to do this and then it just kept going. Also I’m Australian, so I have different spellings of some words, like “favourite” and you’re just gonna have to deal with that. Also also warning for very long paragraph rambles from me.

You’re literally gonna get the entire story here but with commentary at every paragraph. And sometimes four times in one paragraph. Anyway.

1. “For weeks” means they’ve spent heaps of time together, and using this instance as a guide, probably with no one but them. They’ve progressively learnt more and more about each other, yet later Soren is still super bright and excited to learn that Corvus’ favourite season is autumn, and that’s just so pure.

2. I would like to see this please.

3. “[…]lost most of the time” implies that Corvus won sometimes. teLL ME EVERYTHING ABOUT EVERY SINGLE ONE PLS I NEED TO KNOW WHICH ONES CORVUS WON (and yeah I also just need more Sorvus content but what can I say, they mean everything to me)

4. Corvus could probably just not participate, or tell Soren he’s too tired, or something along those lines. And yet he always tries his best, he still does it despite knowing he’ll probably lose. The fact that he’s not avoiding the challenges tells us that Corvus truly appreciates Soren’s friendship/companionship/company/etc and is fully willing to do tasks that he’s not great at to spend time with Soren and put a smile on his face. And you can’t tell me that’s not love, whether romantic or platonic or whatever. Honestly, if Corvus’ top love language is anything, I’d say it’s quality time. The other four just don’t quite fit, and, from the little we see of Corvus on screen, it seems like he’s most content when spending time with his favourite people. As for Soren, you could argue his love language is literally any of them. But I think his top two are words of affirmation and quality time - he was always so invalidated his whole life, mostly by his own father (I swear I’ll make a post of this at some point). His mother left, his father neglected him, his sister betrayed him. That’s gotta bring trust issues. So after all that, he’d appreciate someone telling him he’s worth it and telling him they love him. He’d appreciate spending time with those he loves, not even doing anything, just sitting and enjoying each other’s company, without his flaws being pointed out, without the stress of trying to keep his family together, just sitting there and loving and breathing and being.

1. This part could be a metaphor?? Corvus wants to go further with relationships at an easy pace where Soren wants to speed it up? Corvus is more of a peaceful person and Soren is scared of losing people and missing out on particular moments of relationships so he tries to experience it all at once?? It’s entirely possible I’m reading too far into this but I’m treating this like a school assignment, where you have to read too far into everything. You decide whether this is a good interpretation or not, I can’t decide.

2.a. If Soren has mentioned it “every time”, that implies a few things. The first is that they go up there enough for Soren to mention it a lot. Soren has a favourite place in the entire castle, and he wants to share it with Corvus (and there’s no one up there but them ;] IM KIDDING- or am I? Honestly I can’t tell, you decide.) 2.b. The second thing is that Corvus has heard Soren talk about this part of the castle a lot. But there’s not even the slightest hint of description of Corvus’ annoyance at having to listen to Soren constantly say this is one of his favourite places, he just lets him tell him, over and over. It’s getting little personal here, but Soren totally has ADHD, which makes my job easier bc I also have ADHD. 2.b.ii. I personally forget all the time if I’ve told this particular person this particular story/fact/whatever it is or not, so I constantly tell the same story over and over. It feels exciting bc each time it feels like I’m telling them for the first time, since I don’t remember the previous times. So when the person/people I’m talking to don’t lost their patience or get annoyed or anything when I tell them something I’ve already told them, and instead they just react like it’s the first time they’ve heard it, it feels really validating. So I’m thinking Soren feels the same, and Corvus not showing a hint of annoyance despite hearing this a lot feels really good to my neurodivergent brain and probably feels good to Soren’s, too.

1. Corvus. Notices things. About. Soren. And not just recently, it’s “a long time ago”, meaning he’s observed Soren and committed his habits to memory for years. I love them.

2. ADHDDDDDDD

3. He ✨cares✨

1. Something about the way this is worded is so beautiful. A sentence of peaceful description in the midst of casual dialogue. It makes it feel like they’re one person, staring at the beautiful view, taking it all in, together with each other but alone from anyone else to distract them from the gorgeous autumn horizon.

1. Like I said earlier (by earlier, I mean the literal first thing I said. There’s still a lot to go. This thing is called a way too in-depth over-analysis for a reason), Soren is so purely excited with the knowledge that Corvus’ favourite season is autumn. Autumn, the season they’re presently in. Meaning, for a few months, Corvus is always experiencing his favourite season, meaning he’s probably always feeling some amount of happiness/content, and the thought that Corvus is happy makes Soren happy.

2. They’re both just standing on a castle, next to each other, and staring out at nature. It probably feels like they’re the only people in the world. If they’re the only people, then to each of them, the most important thing in existence is (probably) the other. It also might be a metaphor to something, but I can’t figure out what it is. It’s possible the metaphor is something I’ve already mentioned. But if anyone thinks of anything, please lemme know, it’s an itch I can’t reach so if anyone can, please scratch it for me. (I made a metaphor about not being able to figure out a metaphor. Metaphor-caption or something, idk man)

3. Such a simple statement. Standing in such a relaxed way. He’s at peace, while alone with one of the most energetic people like ever.

1. That’s a date. Surely I’m not the only one seeing this, right? Soren, you’re describing a date. Idk if you realised, but that’s a date. You’ve just suggested a date. And Corvus will say yes.

2. Soren’s horrified that Corvus would possibly be mistreated. He’s also, more importantly, scared that it wasn’t mistreatment but Corvus’ choice, because if it was a choice then Corvus might not like beds and castles and other people and Soren can’t handle the thought that Corvus might leave him, just like everyone else he’s ever loved and trusted.

3. Help now I’m picturing little forest dates, with picnics and lying next to each other, staring at the canopy of leaves above them, and glancing at each other every time the other looks away and smiling and holding hands and Soren lying with his head on Corvus’ chest and a leaf falling right on Soren’s face and Corvus’ laugher rumbling his belly and making Soren sit up and throw the leaf at him and they laugh and smile and talk and they’re in love help

1. I kinda touched on this earlier, but Soren can’t fathom the idea of being without Corvus. Probably because of losing his entire family so Corvus is just about all Soren’s got left. And he’s really scared that he’ll lose him, too, and losing everyone would make Soren lost; lost and alone and scared and vulnerable and he needs a hug i volunteer as tribute and shut up that’s possible this is my post i make the rules but if i cant hug him then i volunteer Corvus as tribute

2. (Yes we’re talking about sentence structure. This is a way too in-depth over-analysis, get over it already man.) It’s repeated that something is bothering Soren. Repetition means emphasis, that the author wants us to know that it’s an important thing, so they say it a couple times. Something is bothering Soren, and that bothers Corvus. He wants to help Soren and get rid of this thing that’s bothering him (probably).

3. Let me translate what Soren is trying to say here: “What about me? Do you like me?” He’s seeking validating and wanting to get Corvus to stay, because without Corvus he has nothing.

1. Translation again: “I like you. I trust you. And trust is really important now, with everything that’s happened. There was a war. Everyone I’ve ever trusted betrayed me or left me. So please date me join the crown guard with me so I have more opportunities to ask you to date me it’s really big that I trust you so much, because I’ve been having issues with trust.”

2. I have asd!corvus head canons, so eye contact here is really important and rare

1. He’s paying attention to him.

2. I like to imagine he did finger guns

1. Imagine how this went down. “I like corvus a lot” “yeah, he’s great! I want him to stay in katolis but hes more at home in the forest-“ “corvus should be crown guard… I really trust him.” “-yeah, cos you’re in love with him- I trust him too. You should ask him to date you join.” (ez totally ships it and tries to set them up a lot and you cant tell me otherwise)

1. He’s trying to avoid Corvus seeing the truth in his eyes; that he doesn’t want Corvus to go, that he loves Corvus, that without Corvus he doesn’t know who or even what he is, because Corvus is all he has left.

2. I know this is like an emotional flicker or whatever, but what if it’s literally pain and wounds that are hidden behind his protective armour? Soren broke like all his bones. There’s almost no way he doesn’t still get flashes/twinges of pain (I feel like there’s some kind of medical term for that but I’ve forgotten what it is). He definitely doesn’t tell anyone about it, but probably gets flashes of pain every so often, and Corvus has somehow managed to pick up on that. Maybe.

1. People with ADHD are often over-thinkers (at least I think so? I don’t have any sources for it but I’m an over-thinker and so is everyone I know with ADHD. So probably.), so Corvus said it “as plainly as he could” to stop Soren from over-thinking it and spiralling. He gets it out, doesn’t stall, doesn’t mislead, doesn’t confuse. Just says it, and there it is, and Soren is so happy

1. I’ll admit it, I’m still thoroughly confused by this part but it’s fine cos they’re both happy and that makes me happy.

and that’s all the shenanigans i have for you today. if you made it this far, flipping wow, because there is quite literally more analysis here than there is story.

but that’s not all from me.

no, i have eight notes on my phone ready for things to be added to them, and theyll be here… at some point. if you wanna be notified when i post them you can follow me i guess. or go to the tag at the bottom of each of these posts, ‘tdp rambles with bj’ (hopefully it’s worked) and you can follow that or something? idk. sorry, im bad at self-promos. uhh. yeah. anyway this was fun, im so tired but so thrilled to finally have all my thoughts out in once place. stay calm and ship sorvus, everyone.

Have a gay day! -BJ

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