#janaya fic

[a-certain-elf]

Commissioned ItsMumei on twitter to draw a scene from a fic I'm working on.

Janai and Amayas first kiss....after Janai got cheated and dumped on by her gf a couple hours ago.

[self-spaghettification]

“are they rayllum dating or normal dating?” gotta be one of my favorite things my friend asked

[themistdragon]

Fellow TDP Enjoyers: A Fanfic Pitch

College AU

Ezran and Callum live with Amaya and Janai (married) after the deaths of their parents

Callum is a Studio Arts and Chemistry double major (smart lad)

Ezran is in high school

Rayla met and dated Callum in high school, but they broke up after Rayla moved away :(

Callum walks into art class, where they are doing full body charcoal drawings of a live model

Said live model turns out to be Rayla

Rayla goes to the same college as Callum (she does fencing and gymnastics)

Callum and Rayla meet for lunch and study dates

Callum goes to Rayla's gymnastics practices and competitions

Callum gets to draw her in class (and eventually outside of it too)

They rekindle their love :)

Thoughts??

[raayllum]

27 with Janaya?

27. "I'm going to carry you, okay?" Plus send me a number with a ship and i’ll write it (accepted ships are tdp canon ships + rarepairs (claudiez, sopreli, corvus/terry, sorvus)

Six months into her stay at New Aurea, Amaya breaks her wrist.

The attempt to take back Lux Aurea is far more costly for plenty of her and Janai's troops—no bodies to bury, the dead taken further into the dark army that had befallen their city—so Amaya cradles her wrist to her chest and orders a more formal retreat while Janai comforts her brother, who has never been more shaken.

It's only when Gren hugs her—too hard, too strong just in her current state—upon return back to camp that it becomes apparent to everyone else that something is wrong.

"Amaya!" Janai is by her side in a second, a cry of alarm seared on her lips. "What—oh."

"It's nothing," Amaya signs with her other hand, weak and clumsy. It's been a long time since she's had to practice signing one handed at all, and a lump forms in her throat.

She won't be able to fight like this. Won't be able to help with any further excursions into the city. Won't be able to spar with Janai or—

"Nonsense," Janai says, and then glances back at the surviving wounded behind her. She purses her lips, torn. She wants to help both of them, but... "I—"

"I'll rally Marcos and General Miyana," Gren chimes in, like he knows he'll probably have an even harder time getting Amaya to listen and rest; she pouts. "Get everyone settled while you take care of our general here."

Relief is evident on Janai's face. She squeezes his shoulder. "Thank you, Gren."

Janai is careful, trained in first aid as anyone on the frontlines would be, as she guides Amaya to one of the medical tents and after the medic has given the go ahead, begun to tend to and make a splint for the wrist. She leans in close enough that Amaya can smell the cinnamon on her breath as she ties the sling around her arm into a knot above her shoulder as well.

"There," she says, drawing back. "Much better."

It isn't. Even with advanced Sunfire healing, it takes four weeks for Amaya's wrist to heal. Four weeks of struggling to dress herself, four weeks of feeling vulnerable in just her tunic instead of her heavier armour, four weeks of watching her men spar and being regulated to the side lines, four weeks of straining her sling or splint because she forgets she can't sign with two hands, and—

It's one such morning of struggling with a thicker winter cloak, and its various buttons along the front, that makes bitter tears well up in her eyes.

She has always been able to do anything, all by herself. How could one little injury render her so inept, and weak, and—and—

The fluttering of her tent flap in her peripheral vision catches her attention, red brokered by a golden crown as Janai steps in. "Amaya?"

Amaya curses internally. To say she hasn't been avoiding Janai a little would be a lie. The queen is already so busy, and Amaya doesn't want to add more to her plate. They'd only been courting for a few weeks before the disastrous attempt to take back the city, and Amaya's broken wrist means that she hasn't been very fun the past month. No sparring, none of their newly discovered intimacy in the privacy of Janai's tent, no being able to help with the construction of the camp. Amaya hasn't even been able to help teach her how to sign that much, since it'd be pointless for Janai to learn a one-handed version just because...

Janai shouldn't have to see her be so weak. Amaya is stronger than this; or at least, she should be.

There is nowhere to hide, though, even as she wishes the white cloak would swallow her up and make her disappear.

Janai's smile fades once she sees her—because of course it does—and she steps forward. "Amaya?"

"I, uh..." Amaya presses her lips together. Her eyes burn. This is so stupid. "I couldn't get the cloak on right."

She watches as Janai's concern and confusion gives way to something... fonder. Warmer? A soft, wide grin spreads over her lover's face. "That's alright. Would you like some help?"

Amaya's eyes narrow. "Do I really have much of a choice?"

Janai laughs a little, stepping forward. She tucks the arm and its sling carefully under the broader sweep of the cloak, shortening the other side so that her uninjured hand will be easily visible even as Janai does up the buttons, one by one and smiling.

"You don't have to avoid me, you know," Janai says, glancing up at her. "All generals have their injuries. I broke my arm sparring with Karim once, when we were young. I was so embarrassed."

"I'm not embarrassed—"

"Love." Janai touches her face, brushing a thumb over the scar on her cheek. "You don't always have to be so strong all the time. You're not alone."

"But I—I know that," Amaya signs, lamely. She averts her gaze before glancing back to lip read.

"Do you?" Janai presses. The silence speaks for itself and she sighs, leaning up to give her a brief kiss. "Do you remember the first time I wept in front of you, about my sister?"

Janai had sobbed into her shoulder, the sun setting behind them. I shouldn't—Khessa was cruel to you—

This isn't about her, Amaya had countered firmly. This is about you.

"I do." She tries not to think about how much that sounds like another kind of vow, of remembrance. They are only two months in. But, at their age, with what they've been through...

"And I listened to you. I trusted you meant what you said. So trust me now: it is natural to want to carry your own weight. And you are. But also—let me carry you." Janai grasps her free hand, squeezing, so bright brown-eyed and caring that the lump in Amaya's throat dissipates. Something thuds dully in her heart, heavy and light in her chest. "I am going to carry you, okay? I want to. I know that we are stronger together, and I know somewhere deep down, you know that too—" A twinkle enters her eyes. "Or you wouldn't have the rule we can't be on the same team while sparring another pair."

Amaya puffs out a breathy laugh. Then she settles into, the steadiness of Janai's gaze, the calloused gentleness of her hands. She breaks away just long enough to sign, "Okay."

"Good." Janai smooths down the cloak and then steps back, taking her hand. "Now come with me to the camp meeting." She winks, heat seeping into her hand at will. "I'm sure I can keep you warm better than any old cloak, anyway."

[phoenixlionme]

WLW Enemies-toLovers and their different styles.

A sort-of wlw version and sequel to this post.

Classic version with adult women and tropes surrounding elves, royalty, and knights.

2. More like "Annoyances to Friends to Lovers who have feelings but not together yet" version that is also "peasant and princess" trope.

3. Magical academy and teenagers version who get together in the middle of the series.

4. Specifically, "Childhood Friends to Enemies who realize their feelings to back to friends to lovers and (eventually) wives" version.

[thrandilf]

Introducing to the fic this chapter: Janai, Amaya, and Gren!

Soren hadn’t felt okay for… well he would have said about a week, since seeing his dad again, but when he really thought about it it was much longer. Let’s stick with a week. “Heavy boxes? Anybody got any really heavy boxes?” asked Soren, flexing as a Sunfire elf walked by him. He’d needed to get away as fast as possible and hadn’t looked back, hoping someone would give him an escape. “Maybe a couch to move? You know, one of those awkwardly shaped ones that you can barely get in a doorway? I love a challenge.” Corvus watched as Soren tried to keep busy, spouting nonsense in the middle of the road. He shook his head, just to himself. “I don’t have boxes, but I have something else.” Soren lit up once he caught Corvus’s eye. Sure, they were technically dating, he guessed- but they hadn’t had their date yet. Did that mean they were pre dating? Hmm. “Let me guess,” said Soren grinning as he guessed wrong on purpose. “It’s a giant aquarium for keeping turtleducks in.” “Sorry to disappoint you.” Corvus was sometimes difficult to read, but Soren had come to realize over time that he seemed to tolerate, if not be fond of, his antics. “I think there’s something you’ll like to see. A bit of a ways from here.” “Lead the way!” Whatever it was, Soren could use a distraction from trying to find a distraction.

The Devil You Thought You Knew Ch 30, To Gain Instead of Lose, For Once

[dio-icarticaae]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Dragon Prince (Cartoon) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Amaya/Janai (The Dragon Prince) Characters: Janai (The Dragon Prince), Amaya (The Dragon Prince) Additional Tags: Relationship Study, Character Study, Established Relationship, Hope, The Sun Seed (The Dragon Prince) Series: Part 6 of The Dragon Prince Prism Event Summary:

Something caught Amaya's attention, and she brought her horse to a sudden stop. She turned towards Janai and signed, "There is a glow over there. That could be something." "You're right," Janai looked in the direction Amaya indicated. “It could be something made from the Sunforge. We should go check it out.”

Or: Janai, Amaya, and the Sun Seed Written for @tdp-prism-event-2024 for the prompt: Reward - prize, karma, success, gifts, power

[wolfheartsstuff]

You are my sunshine

(You are my sunshine, my only sunshine.)

Amaya held Janai close to her as blood spilled from the wound in the elf's side. Despite her best attempts to stop the blood, her love slowly slipped away before her eyes.

(You make me happy when skies are gray)

The pain of losing another person she cared about hurt more than any wound she had received from battle. She had told Janai this a few years ago after a battle when Janai was severely injured

(You'll never know dear how much I love you.)

As the tears fell, Amaya felt a hand cup her cheek and wiped a tear away she looked at Janai's now pale face. The fire in her once feirce amber eyes was now a weak ember now barely hanging on.

(Please don't take my sunshine away)

[sorenkinnie]

idk how to tag ppl on tumblr but but i posted a fic inspired by someone on here !!!! so 100% credits to them for the idea lol

[numptypylon]

Janaya wedding dance. I imagined like a shared floaty veil, swirling around them, carried by hot air currents.

They should not expect to get their security deposit back, the safety of surrounding furniture cannot be guaranteed. I’ll probably write a Janaya wedding fic at some point, I have so many headcanons for the shenanigans that go down

[sagegreenfrogs]

Number one

What are your thoughts on Sorvus?

Number two! What are you other ships in TDP?

what are my thoughts on sorvus?

oh, oh buddy...

you don't even kNOW how much I love them!!! ALL MY (published) FICS ARE SORVUS! I HAVE MULTIPLE SORVUS PLAYLISTS ON SPOTIFY. for about 2 weeks I was the TOP POSTER on the sorvus tag. they have CONSUMED ME. I wake up thinking about sorvus I go to bed thinking about sorvus they ruined me. I dream about them its a problem guys. every. waking. day. I think. about. sorvus. I love them so much theyre everything to me. there's a reason they're my banner, icon, and blog title.

other tdp ships: basically all the canon couples! rayllum, ruthari, janaya, clauderry, etc. my only noncanon ship is sorvus lol <3

[tdp-fandom]

Shipping Poll Results: 5 Ship Preferences (Part 1)

Shipping Poll Directory · General Stats · Favorite Ships Part 1 · Favorite Ships Part 2 · General Ship questions · Alternative Ships · Full Ship List

Part 1: Canon Ships

This category includes all relationships that are either currently canonically together or have been in the past.

This is includes the following ships (listed alphabetically): Anneha, Avibeia, Breakfast Guards*, Harrai, Janaya, Kariyana, Laidrin, Liren, Lujallen, Rayllum, Ruthari, Ruthless, Sarai x Callum's Birth Father, Terridia. Please refer to the ship list for details on individual ships.

*Breakfast Guards were included after that scene in season 4 where it looked like they almost kissed. This might've been me jumping to conclusions!

Some definitions:

For the purposes of this poll, active shipping is the kind of shipping that meets at least one of the following criteria:

the shipper creates art, fic, fancams, edits, headcanons or other content related to the ship

they seek out or promote art, fic, fancams, edits, headcanons or other content related to the ship

they frequently talk about the ship or think about the ship, even when they're offline

they have a strong positive emotional reaction to the ship

Passive shipping is when a shipper likes a ship but none of the statements above apply to them.

If a shipper is neutral about a ship, they have no strong feelings about it, don't care about it or feel undecided about how they feel.

Disliking a ship entails a whole range of negative emotions from simply finding it annoying to outright hating it with a passion.

Alright, so here are the results for the individual ships according to whether people shipped them actively, passively, were neutral about them or disliked them. The people who skipped the question are also included. The charts are listed alphabetically.

(you can view all the charts on google sheets)

(Part 2 - Popular Noncanon Ships - coming soon)

[galaxy-flowergirl]

I need someone to write a janaya fic of what happened during those 2 years. Like give me how and when they got together, first kiss, and just them being in love

[raayllum]

Chapter length: 7.4k Summary: Janai's tracking spell finds something unexpected. Claudia returns to the Storm Spire. Ezran learns about the coins, and Callum makes a choice.

Still no messenger bird graced the skies of New Aurea, the look on Amaya’s face surely saying it all as she re-entered her and Janai’s tent upon retrieving them fresh coffee and breakfast. Janai pursed her lips but otherwise didn’t show any disappointment, even though Amaya knew Rayla would at the very least write them back. Her summary of what was going on with Aaravos had been short and to the point. Unless Kim’Dael was a shadowy figure even to her own people, and Callum and Rayla were embarking on another research project—her nephew likely elongating it beyond the necessary means... Assuming they were all finished with their mission of stopping Aaravos and had returned home to Katolis safe and sound.

They drank their tea and coffee in relative silence, Janai only venting a frustration once the war meeting had commenced. Gren translated, Amaya keeping one eye on him and one eye on her future wife as they discussed battle tactics with the remaining Five Horns and Miyana’s quickly found replacement, the freshly appointed General Bineta. She was a lean but muscular Sunfire elf, with large, neatly bushy hair not unlike her predecessor, and someone Janai remembered from the Battle of the Storm Spire (which Miyana had missed; it felt like twice the miscalculation now). 

“We need to secure the nearby mountains,” Janai dictated. “Ensure that Karim’s feeble army cannot surround us, and leave only the flank open that leads to Lux Aurea. That way his soldiers will have to weather with the beasts or face us head on. General Bineta, I know you have not—”

The younger woman placed her fist over her heart. “My hand is yours, Your Radiance. I will see to it that his forces do not break through our ranks when the coward dares to show his face.” 

Janai grimaced—that was still her brother—but didn’t chide her; there were far worse things than zealousness. With that, the meeting was adjourned, the militaristic duties done for the day, but the crease in Janai's brows didn't lessen. Amaya resisted the urge to walk over and smooth them out with her hands, and settled for a forehead kiss instead.

Start from the beginning here <3

[hercynianforest]

~Intro Post~

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-Active ships: Rayllum, Sorvus, and Janaya from Tdp (maybe Ezraanya); Mileven, Lumax, Stancy, and Rovickie from Stranger Things; Red Crackle (Carmen/Gray) from Carmen Sandiego

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Send me your cute headcanon(s) about any of those ships, or request a headcanon or mini-fic from me - it makes my day!☺️❤️ I also love to chat about any common interests and get to know new people (read DNI below).🙃

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I try not to reblog stuff that's reposted or doesn't have an artist's credit. I tag everything, use trigger warnings, and run a queue.

[thrandilf]

It used to be easy to figure out who was the good guy and who was the bad guy. Now, Callum has his doubts. Aaravos visits him in his dreams, and the more he hears, the less he knows. Their conversations are far from the subtle whispers Aaravos apparently relied on, yet Aaravos almost seems to relish each one. What Callum thought was a one sided power dynamic turns into much more, including a bargain Callum can't refuse. After his release, Aaravos's plans involve more people than just Callum, and before Callum knows it, he's swept up with his least favorite people in the world: Viren and Claudia, alongside the rest of their little group, repressing his doubt that his worst enemies can change. Yet, as Callum learns new magic and unravels the truth of each of his companions, the world on high alert as every nation faces what Aaravos's return means. Perhaps Aaravos isn't the only one with surprises lurking inside.

Updated summary and info post for my ongoing fic, The Devil You Thought You Knew. At this time, it's at 113k words and projected to finish around 200k. Both Aaravos and Mage Fam make up the main cast in this fic, which is mostly from Callum's POV. There are shifts to other characters such as Rayla and Ezran.

There's also world building/expansion in later chapters in regards to humanity's relationship with magic and Aaravos, focused on Evenere in particular. Worldbuilding, relationships, and downtime to process the emotional rollercoaster are all given focus, but there's plenty of plot twists ahead yet!

Main Ships: Rayllum, Viravos, Clauderry.

Side/Later Ships: Sorvus, Janaya.

"Dark Mage. Primal Mage. Human mage. I'm not so sure these labels mean as much as you think they do."