#dorym prompts

[sea-buns]

aabria bringing up the ao3 dorym fanfics she's read to liam in her case of why they should fuck. aimee directly asking matt for clarification on the vibes dariax was putting out towards dorian.

voices of the people. women after my own heart. single handedly giving me enough dopamine to keep chipping away at the hours and hours I still have left to catch up on.

[screechingfromthevoid]

@disastertourwaterdeepedition

Sorry for the weird fucking post but like tumblr straight up ate your ask?? I had to search and screenshot from my email??

Its like super fine I love big rants and big feelings (especially about the blorbo of the month).

Whoa buddy if you wanna talk about a rant. This got so long I'm putting it under a read more.

I'm not sure any of this is above board conscious thought process. When he looks to Orym, when he thinks about how he feels about Orym, I think Dorian, king of compartmentalizing, gets a rush of all three of the things in the post. He gets a little too lost in thought looking at the way Orym's hair now tries to curl against his ear or how well tailored the armor is to his body, he first gets hit with the Will guilt. Then he thinks about "ohmygodtheresawaron" and he'd shovel all of that down. Because its not time to think about Orym and him. But he knows by the way Orym watches him "sleep". He knows by the way Orym refused to be princess carried in Aeror. (Seriously dude Dorian princess carries everyone. It would have been less suspicious if you let it happen). He knows because Orym didn't see his husband when they were in Zephrah. But when he dares himself to actually think about a possible future together, he uses the big three to shove it down. And no, he has no clue that Orym thinks he doesn't return his feelings. (Wow you're right. Pronouns are hard)

Lol to finally answer your question: I'm not sure! Because the thing is! Orym has gone down twice in a battle with Dorian there! And honestly if Orym being on death's door doesn't make either of them confess, i'm not sure what will! (thats a lie I do have an idea). But like Orym went to the moon and back and almost died on the moon and all the count communicate to Dorian was "I miss you"!! Orym nearly died twice in one battle and he didn't think to give Dorian a sloppy, "If I die again I want to have kissed you once" kiss before going in for another round of getting hacked on. Dorian watched him go down and had to bring him back from death's door (one failed save scared the shit out of me) and he didn't think to give Orym a "We need you, I need you" kiss.

My unfortunate thought process, which I can't decide if I want it to come true or not, is that Dorian has to get hurt. Like when I say hurt I fucking mean it. Taken down in a round or two, two failed death saves, hurt. Because then Orym will have to face losing Dorian again. Face losing the man he loves, again. He pours a healing potion into Dorian's mouth because warlocks don't have a single healing spell. (Just checked). Orym feels so helpless in saving Dorian, because a healing potion isn't nearly enough to keep him up. He starts to cry over Dorian's (now conscious) body. He whispers between sobs "Not again, not again. Dorian you can't leave me. I love you, please, I never got to tell you, please stay alive." and Dorian, having heard all of that, reaches up to cup Orym's cheek and says. "Alright, just for you though."

Or something like that.

As much as I would love for them to be adults and just talk to each other. I know thats not going to happen. (Please, Robbie, Liam, prove me wrong.) So I think major tragedy will be the reason they confess to each other. Because they're idiots in love with a lot of weight on their shoulders.

[featherlesswings]

I humbly and affectionately request fanart of homoerotic friendly sparring practice with Dorian’s new sword and Orym’s newly yassified sword 🙏🏻 🥹 please and thank you.

[3hobbitsinatrenchcoat]

The World Shrinks to the Circle of Your Arms

Happy Dorym Week 2024! Today's drabble is inspired by the prompt "I miss you. (I love you.)" and the song May I by Trading Yesterday

I'll post all my drabbles to AO3 later, but for now enjoy them here on tumblr.

(Beware spoilers for Episode 95)

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“She’ll be alright.”

Dorian kneels down in front of Orym, who in the aftermath of Laudna’s dramatic window exit has stumbled over to the wall opposite and slid down to sit on the floor. He barely glances at Dorian, instead his eyes are locked on the inky black square of night beyond the window.

“I don’t think any of us have been alright for a long time, Dorian.” he says, voice cracking with exhaustion. His eyes don’t leave the window. “I just wish I could understand why she’s so determined about this.”

Sighing, Dorian reaches out and brushes his fingers against the side of Orym’s face. His heart flutters at the way his friend leans into the contact, but he tamps the feeling down. It’s just comfort, friendly comfort. After the night he’s had, Orym just needs a friend.

He swallows hard and says, “Probably for the same reasons you’re determined. You’re both grieving, you just have different ways of showing it.” 

Orym finally tears his eyes away from the window, ducking his head with a small wry smile playing at his lips. “Gods. I’ve missed you. You always know what to say.”

“I wish that were true,” Dorian moves to Orym’s side and slides down the wall next to him, pulling the blanket from his bedroll over their laps against the night-time chill. He lets his head thump back against the wood paneling. If he knew what to say Cyrus would probably still be alive. Opal would still have all the feelings and memories that had been torn away by the spider queen. At least Dariax was fine. There, that was one person he’d used the right words for, one person he’d managed to save from the landslide that had become his life… 

Dorian is pulled away from his spiraling thoughts by Orym (probably unconsciously, Dorian thinks) leaning into his side, forcing him to pull his arm out of the way before it gets pinned in an uncomfortable position. He holds it in the air for a moment, unsure, then gives into temptation and wraps it around Orym’s shoulders.

Orym hums softly and leans harder into him. “I mean it. I missed you. I… I thought about you every day.”

“Even on the moon?” Dorian asks with a quiet chuckle.

“Even then,” says Orym, pausing as he yawns so widely Dorian thinks he can hear his jaw creak. Orym presses a palm against his eyes and Dorian can see a faint tremor to his normally steady hands. When he speaks again his voice is quieter, tone approaching dreamlike. “Did you know they call Exandria the ‘blue promise’? They look up at us and have hope for the future. I…”

He cuts off abruptly, turning his face away, though Dorian can still see the flush staining his cheekbones.

They sit quietly for a long moment, then Dorian swallows hard and gathers his courage. “I missed you every day too, Orym. There… there wasn’t a single day I didn’t wish you were by my side.” 

He feels Orym slump against his side, his breath finally evening out into exhausted slumber. With an amused huff the genasi tucks their shared blanket more firmly around them both and rests his cheek against the top of Orym’s head.  

“Hope for the future,” he whispers, breath ruffling Orym’s hair. “There’s worse things to wish for.”

Try as he might, though, sleep is not so quick to claim Dorian. He holds Orym tucked close into his side and thinks of friends lost to objects of immense and powerful darkness. The last thing he remembers before his eyes finally, blissfully, slide shut is the pale streaks of dawn peaking through the window and the creak of floorboards as his wayward companions return. 

[dorymweek]

Dorym Week 2023 - May 21-27

We are pleased to announce that the first ship week to celebrate Dorian Storm and Orym of the Air Ashari is coming soon to a tumblr near you!

A week-long celebration of our dear blorbos, this blog will host different prompts every day and try our best to share all of your lovely creations.

We will be announcing those prompts soon, so please watch this space!

(art by @sweetsilentsteps)

[pikopiikko]

aimee and marisha ship dorym so hard i love it

[blorbologist]

Heyyy I'm single and bored on this Val of Tines Day, so:

Send me an AU/WIP (see my pinned post) + a ship and I'll give you a lil romantic moment for them set in that universe! Either a whole complicated HC or a lil snippet <3

[annemarieyeretzian]

essek seth telling bell’s hells “hold your breath.” prompting this cute little dorym moment where both dorian and orym immediately comply and look over at each other

[rann-poisoncage]

I need to find some dorym prompt TvT. Liveshow was great but I was expecting more angst from dorian... one full month without my boys ,I'll need something to cope.

[zwoftt]

💙DORYM WEEK💚; day 2

sorry i totally forgot about this and i’m a little late but!!! i wrote this lil thingy cuz i love my men sm

(i have also not written like this in a while pls help)

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prompt: nostalgia // magic/melee.

[!] minor spoilers for recent 90s episodes. (93,94?,95?).

DORIAN POV.

the weight of my hands feel numb, fingers curling back as blue electricity emitted from them slowly and calmly.  on the cold battlefield, my friends all fighting one by one, i felt a sad lump form in my stomach. where have i seen this before?

my breaths chill, becoming heavy with my broken gaze as i hesitate to release the arcane energy i was concentrating… the very thing that got my brother killed, the same move, the same scenario almost.  instead of releasing it, i held it back as my legs began to shake.  i couldn’t move.  flashes of his pain-filled expression cross over and jumble my mind, making me feel sick. i was completely frozen in place, my throat clenching up and tears struggling to keep inside my eye-lids.  and then, my wet gaze connected with Orym.  his shield out-stretched before him, brown spiked hair matted by sweat behind his tiny pointed ears he carried on the sides of his small, perfect face.  the emerald eyes, softly stroking against my pupils in a moment, creating a rift between my mind and body.  he spoke no words, and yet i heard every single sentence.  my shoulders relaxed as i finally let go of the thunder that was circling up my hands, sending out an orb of electric energy that splatted across the shadowy enemy that was giving Orym and Fearne a hard time.  it went right past them…

it went right past them.

a long pause of my mouth, a slow sigh as the tension in my trembling form went away.  “Good one, Dorian!”  Fearne exclaimed, holding up her staff in a little cheer.   i nodded, clearing my throat, “Course, course.”   Orym moved back a little towards me, a gentle smile nipping the corners of his lips.  “Nice shot.”   he’d compliment, flipping his sword to the other side to get ready for the next enemy.  i felt as if my heart wasn’t even there, it floated within my chest like a cloud.  i’d cough slightly, not knowing immediately what to say back.  his compliments seemed to rub me the right way, often.  i smiled back wearily,  “Thanks.”   a slow, nervous chuckle came from me as warmth crawled over my cheeks.  he chuckled as well, pushing up against me as he held up his sword.  “Think you could do that again?”

“s..sure.”

[drawsmaddy]

How about a Dorym coffee run prompt? I'd love to see your take on like their new outfits, but modern style, if that makes sense?

Ooh thanks for the idea!! I'll give it a go!

[inconmess]

Reversed

Dorym Week Day 1

Prompt: Whatever Comes Next

Tbh wasn't initially going to participate, lot of mixed feelings about it but then I hit EXU Prime again and running a nostalgia party so... here it goes.

"You sleep ok?" Dorian asked as he sat beside Orym, gently nudging the halfling aside to make room in the bed.

"Yeah... yeah. At least, as much as I could get. You?"

"Yeah. I slept fine."

Orym nodded as he looked down, fiddling with his fingers. "I am... sorry for what went down yesterday. I should've been more watchful."

"What?"

"I put us all in danger because of my carelessness. If it wasn't for the random stranger... you would've... it's..."

"Not your fault." Dorian cut in. "What happened yesterday wasn't your fault."

"But it is! You should be blaming me! I should've never- Dorian, why are you laughing?" Orym asked in shock as the genasi doubled over in silent laughter.

"Oh no, it's not you. I mean, it kinda is but it just... Remember Niirdal-Poc?"

"Of course I do?"

"The one where I tried to steal some breakfast wine and you said that it wasn't my fault that I put you in danger the day before because moments like that happen? You try to do your best and hope it ends up well?"

"Yeah..."

"Sometimes, you should take your own advise."

"But I am supposed to be the guard! I am supposed to notice things!"

"And you didn't. And that's ok. You did your best. You were injured. You were tired and we've had some pretty long days before today. Tell me, is it my fault that I wasn't prepared for it? It had been my watch after all."

"No! It's not!"

"Then, Orym," he said, kneeling down before the halfling and cupping his cheek. "it wasn't your fault either. Or we take the blame equally. Up to you."

"Ok." he sighed out, not really happy with the logic because he knew it was true, just as true as his guilt was.

"We always face things together. Now and whatever comes next. You don't have to carry things alone or suppress them, alright? Fearne and I are always with you." Orym silently nodded at that as he leaned further into the touch.

"Now. Do we want to steal some breakfast wine?"

"With the citrus?"

"With the citrus."

"Normally I don't... but alright."

[criticalcoruscant]

A little bit of soft dorym kiss prompts in these trying times

[3hobbitsinatrenchcoat]

Dew Point - Dorym Week Day One

Day One - Thunderstorms/Rain || Crossposted to AO3 Dew Point - Noun - the atmospheric temperature (varying according to pressure and humidity) below which water droplets begin to condense and dew can form

It’s an odd experience for Dorian; standing on a mountain and watching the clouds move slowly ever closer. Inescapable and steady in their movement, bringing with them rain and wind and… comforting familiarity. Watching the inevitable approach – being outside the mass of swirling mist that slowly blots out the sun – brought with it singularly unique emotions for the genasi. A pull he hadn’t felt so strongly in a long time.

Dorian leaned against the low wall at the edge of Zephrah and let himself miss the Squall. Behind him he could hear the clack of wooden training weapons punctuated by the barely-there footfalls of practiced air ashari, but before him stretched the whisper of wind and the smell of coming rain. He still wanted to explore the world, even more since he’d met his friends, but a feeling of melancholy homesickness still settled in his bones as he closed his eyes and turned his face toward the dimming sunlight.

He hadn’t even realized the sounds of the training yard behind him had petered off into nothing until a shoulder pressed against his hip and Orym’s voice said, “Are you alright?”

“I…” Dorian jerked himself back into alertness, roughly scrubbing at his eyes with the palm of his hand. When had he started crying? “I’m fine, really. Just waiting for the rain.”

Orym arched an eyebrow up at him, but thankfully didn’t pry. Instead he turned to follow Dorian’s gaze out towards the approaching storm. “You’re going to get soaked if you stand out here much longer. That cloud is bigger than it looks.”

He’s right, of course. The mist from the approaching storm had already started to drift for Zephrah, clinging to Dorian’s clothes and shimmering in his hair. It reminded him of standing at the edge of the Squall, willing himself to take just one more step. It reminded him of dew collecting on the ground in the mornings, a phenomenon he’d never seen before leaving home. It reminded him of Orym, a gentle but inevitable presence still stubbornly remaining by his side. Or maybe it was the other way around… perhaps their fates were too intertwined to really know anymore.

A low rumble of thunder rolled across the sky as the first fat raindrops fell to splash against stone. Dorian absentmindedly tracked the way one landed on his upturned face only to run down and soak into the collar of his shirt.

This, at least, was unlike the Squall. They were the storm, after all. Any rainfall was beneath them (figuratively and literally).

“I have to go back someday,” Dorian said quietly and without preamble. Orym knew him well enough to know where his thoughts had been.

“I know,” said Orym, leaning harder against his leg and wrapping one strong arm around his knee. “I’m coming with you. If you’ll have me.”

Dorian laughed, a small thing but a laugh none the less. “How could I not?” He reached down and laid his hand gently to the side of Orym’s face, laughing again as the halfling leaned into the touch like a needy cat. “That’s a long time off anyway, I’m still following you on your journey.”

Orym hummed, reaching up to press his hand against Dorian’s over his cheek. “I wonder sometimes, who’s following whom?” he said so quietly Dorian wasn’t sure he was meant to hear.

They fell into comfortable silence after that, leaning together against the low wall, Orym pressed warm against Dorian’s side as the rain poured down in refreshingly cold sheets. Eventually they will have to go inside and dry off, Orym’s mom probably has something warm to eat ready and waiting… but for now it’s just the two of them, Orym’s presence inescapable, steady, and welcome at his side.

[dorymweek]

Dorym Week 2024 Official Playlist

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We will be releasing the prompts for this year’s Dorym Week soon, but in the meantime we have put together a playlist for your listening pleasure! Each song on the list is inspired by one of the prompts, so you can use them as prompts in their own right… or try to guess what the prompts are before we announce them!

Either way, we hope that you will enjoy this playlist.

Image ID and full song list under readmore:

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Left side, dark forest silhouetted against the northern lights. Right side, rusty dunes under similar northern lights. A red moon is centered above with a red beam splitting the image in half. The center is blurred under a box containing text. Text reads:

Dorym Week Playlist 2024

When the Sun Loves the Moon - Reinaeiry Wish You Were Here - Blackmore’s Night May I - Trading Yesterday Clarity - Kurt Hugo Schneider Don’t Wake Me Up - The Hush Sound Francesca - Hozier If You’re the Coffee - The Arcadian Wild 4 Ever 4 Me - Demi Lovato Can I Shower at Yours? - Amy Shark Saviour II - Black Veil Brides Set The Fire to the Third bar - Snow Patrol Wish That You Were Here - Florence + The Machine The Other Side - Tonight Alive Only Place I Call Home - Every Avenue Rewrite the Stars - The Greatest Showman (Soundtrack) The Horror and the Wild - The Amazing Devil Fools - Lauren Aquilina A Starlit Sky - The Workday Release Home to me - Jason Graves Light of a Clear Blue Morning - The Wailin’ Jennys

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Image Credit: Images in the photomanipulation created by @3hobbitsinatrenchcoat obtained under a CC0 public domain license from rawpixel

[xombigirl]

I'm in a writing mood today! Send me a number from one of the prompt lists I've reblogged and I'll try and write a small thing! I'm mostly interested in Orym-centric/Dorym stuff!