#jelzorz

[raayllum]

DVD commentary for:

“Was your love for my father just not a big enough motivation, then?” Ezran sneered, setting the box down. He was tired of the damn thing. “Cause I really don’t see how you love my father and betray him like that. Lie to him—steal from him!” He looked up, then, furious.

Viren blinked slowly in the dim light, and Ezran waited, glowering eyes demanding an answer.

Each time he said something like this or threw a barb Viren’s way, he expected the man to close off and ignore him. Tell him to get out. It wasn’t as though Viren had ever been particularly warm even in Ezran’s even younger youth (perhaps he had been when Callum was young, not that Ez would know) but he’d never been open, either. Most days Ezran didn’t even make Viren hold the truth crystal anymore.

Yet Viren always answered, eventually. Maybe dying and coming back to life really had done a number on him. Or living in the dungeons was just humbling in a way he’d desperately needed.

“Dark mages have a certain disposition to them,” Viren said, voice soft with recollection of his mentor perhaps. Another who’d been gone even before Ezran’s birth. “We are constantly weighing things. The sheen of a feather, the length of a bone, the heaviness of a heart, animal or otherwise. One life for another, or many. Or many lives for one. Sometimes our scales become lacking.” Viren smiled ruefully. “When Harrow told me he had chosen Lady Justice’s blindfold instead of the swords or the scales, I told him he was a fool. But I was the most foolish in the end.”

“You, a fool?” Ezran surmised. “That seems about right.”

“I weighed things incorrectly, each time,” Viren said. “It is not so easy to see the truth when it could tear apart all you hold dear. All that you’ve sacrificed. At a certain point, I had to prove that Harrow wasn’t right because I couldn’t bear to be wrong, or admit that I was too swept up in the past. I thought he had betrayed him first, so I thought I was right in betraying him. I did not see how you could move on without just ignoring it.”

Ezran picked up the box for something to do, keeping his eyes stubbornly on it as he went through the final steps. He refused to meet Viren’s quietly prying gaze. He was the king, the interrogator here. He wasn’t about to put up with whatever bullshit Viren was going to spew. The box clicked open. He didn’t want—

“Where is your brother, King Ezran?”

“He’s not here,” Ezran said roughly, snapping the box shut again. “Isn’t that enough? He’s—he’s off saving the stupid elf you imprisoned.”

It was Viren’s fault that the egg had been stolen and the assassins had come to the castle. It was the elf’s fault for slaughtering his father when he knew the egg lived. It was Viren’s fault for imprisoning the elf and setting this whole thing in motion.

If Ezran had found the elf in the castle dungeons, he might’ve bore his grief better, seeing a real person’s eyes. Rayla could’ve taken him away and Ezran never would’ve had to deal with it. Callum neither. Maybe Rayla never would’ve left.

But no. Viren and the Moonshadow elf just had to have his father’s blood on their hands, a red that Ezran couldn’t unsee no matter how hard he tried.

“No wonder you are so incensed,” Viren remarked.

Ezran got to his feet. “I am not—”

“It’s natural, Your Majesty, to feel angry. Especially when someone takes something from you. Or they break your trust.”

“Do not counsel me,” Ezran snapped, “you are not—”

“It’s hard,” Viren said, rising. His chains rattled around his wrists. “When someone makes a choice we cannot understand. To leave. When Soren left—”

“Callum is nothing like Soren!” Ezran burst, and he threw the empty box on the ground. One of the sides popped off. Viren’s eyebrows rose in alarm, but Ezran wished he looked more perturbed—scared, maybe, even—as Ezran glared at him. “He’s far too much like you, ” Ezran spat.

Then he turned on his heel and left, slamming the door behind him.

So there's a few different layers here:

Ezran has been wrestling with Callum's 'betrayal' and difference of opinion since Ch4 — the following scene in Ch10 — and having Viren at the castle exacerbates this, of course. Callum, like Viren, stole Ezran's seal, to free the elf (the problem) that Viren imprisoned (caused). This absence leaves the high mage position open, and Ezran needing Viren's help to open Kpp'Ar's box causes him to rely on Viren in ways he would've on Callum if Callum had been there. So the similarities between the two are already being heavily conflated in Ez's mind (if Viren could love and betray his father, then Callum can betray but still love him).

And in this way Viren is a very good outlet for Ezran's anger. Ezran has all the power in the situation (literally, physically, etc) and he has something Viren wants, so Viren has more inclination to be on his best behaviour / agreeable. Doesn't mean he's not snarky or frustrated, but that to me was why Viren is like being Honest about things he normally wouldn't be (+ all his character development in canon s4 and s5, particularly with Terry and reflecting on his own choices).

Viren's speech about weighing lives is also what Viren has consistently done in canon, and while it harkens back to Harrow (which is also supposed to put internal pressure on whether Ezran is being a Just king or not) it's also very evident set up for CHET in later chapters as well as the heart weighing ceremony Callum and Rayla participate in later this same chapter.

I also always like writing Viren and Ezran scenes in the fic because Ezran is a good embodiment of all of Viren's more grievous failures — this Ezran is angry and grieving largely the way Claudia (who Viren wants to save) is, he has the immense loyalty of Soren which of course stings, and Ezran is a stand in for Harrow for Viren as much as Viren is a stand in for Callum on Ezran's end of the things. They're both channeling and expressing a lot of their feelings towards other people in their dynamic with each other, but at the same time and largely with awareness that they're doing so, and it's a lot of fun to play around in.

That, and I'll never let my "Viren is Ezran's godfather" headcanon go, and he would've cared for the boys once upon a time, so him now being someone who can offer counsel / advice and it won't be terrible is also fun, even if Ezran doesn't want another high mage to tell him that he's wrong.

And while it wasn't intentional re: a comparison, thinking on it now, I think it says a lot that when Callum compares Terry to Ezran in Ch6:

Callum cursed under his breath and, patience suddenly snapping, Terry cried, “If you’re going to be so against our choices, then why give Claudia another tool, huh, by saving me? Why save me at all—” “Because you remind me of my brother!” Callum burst, chest heaving. “And we left on bad terms, and... I’ve had enough senseless violence and death to last me a lifetime. Is that a good enough answer for you?”

It's a reason for Callum to extend compassion / second chances and act very much like himself, but also very Ezran-y (the Ezran Callum loves and remembers most fiercely, but is confused about why that side of his little brother seems to be gone). Versus here, Ezran's assessment that Callum is like Viren is a reason to destroy things, leave, and express anger.

+ bonus Ezran's assessment of "fool seems about right" for Viren is a parallel to Rayla's assessment of Callum being a fool in 1x05 ("she might've called me a fool!" "yeah, fool seems about right") and a reference to Callum and Viren being The Fool in Tarot (to me).

Only time will tell where each of these bond / relationship threads go. It's not for a while now but the broyals reunion will be Interesting to say the least

[sorinethemastermind]

@jelzorz Mood board as requested *bows elaborately and tips imaginary hat*

You're the first person I think of when I think Sorpeli (and also to blame for my addiction) so do you think are enough fans of the ship to make holding a Sorpeli Week make sense?

P.S. pls say yes I already made a mood board.

First of all THANK YOU IM HONOURED I love being insane about them, but I'm also Constantly starved for content that isn't by me so if you have a mood board, please don't wait for a sorpeli week, I'd eat that shit up instantly!!

As for an official week tho...

@raayllum what do u think

[sorinethemastermind]

Sorpeli Week 2025 | Prompt: Silence/Voice

 Opeli blew out the candle, plunging the infirmary into darkness once more. She took the moment of silence to close her eyes and take a deep breath. It had been a long day. The pearl was in Katolis. It felt like a horrible idea. But King Ezran had approved of it, and who was she to argue? She would simply have to be more vigilant. More attentive than she already was.

 She’d never thought she’d agree with High Mage Callum. It was best if it was destroyed. But all of that could wait until the morning. Or so she hoped.

 Opeli turned to go, but paused at the faint sound of fabric swishing, of boots on the hard stone floor. She rolled her eyes, leaning in the doorway as she waited for Soren to extricate himself from the tapestry, arms folded across her chest.

 “Still?” she asked as he emerged from the secret passage, making him jump. 

 He gave her a sheepish smile, “Oh, hey, Opeli. Funny running into you here.”

 She pushed off from the wall, going to reignite the candle. No rest for the weary, she supposed. “Two years and you still do this. Why not just walk through the front door?”

 “Because it’s our little tradition.” 

 She turned, candle held before her, just in time to catch his wink. Her cheeks colored, but she caught herself quickly and shook the feeling off. He was like that with everyone. 

 “And what is it this time?” she asked, going to rifle through the cupboards. It was always something with him. Usually left untreated far too long, no matter how many times she scolded him for it. She’d noticed the bruises and scarcely closed cuts when he returned with the others, but wouldn’t have been surprised if there was something else, too. Hidden just below the surface.

 “I, uh, got a little bit beat up on our last mission,” Soren admitted, taking his usual seat on the cot. Opeli shook her head. That was an understatement.

 “Angered a dragon? Fought an army by yourself? Got in a quarrel with a giant glow toad?” she guessed, placing the salves and bandages she’d need beside him on the bed.

 He chuckled, “Pirates, actually.”

 “Pirates?”

 “But you weren’t too far off with that last one! Except we liberated the glow toads and that, uhm, angered the pirates.”

 Opeli sighed, “Of course it did.”

 “But!” Soren held up a finger, “We made a new friend, and that’s what really matters.”

 “I suppose.” Opeli dabbed a bit of antiseptic onto a cut on the side of his face and he winced.

 “Ow.”

 “Do you want me to help or not?”

 He sighed, holding still as she cleaned the cuts. She narrowed her eyes. There appeared to be bits of wood and bark in some of them. “Pirates, you say?” she asked, carefully dislodging the detritus. “Are you sure you didn’t run into a tree?”

 “Oh, so the pirates had this big-” Soren held his arms out for emphasis, nearly knocking over a nearby bottle of salve “-tree dude. His name’s Elmer. We’re friends now. But at first he was kind of choking Callum-”

 “What!?” Opeli stared at him, eyes widening.

 “-so I tried to be like ‘you don’t have to do that’” Soren continued, voice dropping as he delivered his own line, as though he thought he sounded tougher than he did, “but then the pirate captain guy, he was a jerk, he had Elmer beat me up and-” “Soren, were you all captured?”

 “Oh, um, yeah. Wasn’t that obvious?”

 Opeli took in a sharp breath, looking over the injuries again. It was far more obvious now why she’d never seen him look quite like this. He had been defenseless. He could have-

 “Soren, you could have died,” she practically whispered it. 

 “I mean, I could die any day,” Soren pointed out. “But I didn’t.”

 “You were captured and- and tortured.”

 Soren winced, “Tortured is a strong word.”

 “But it’s accurate.” Opeli stared at him, “Soren, are you all right?”

 “Yeah. Yeah, I’m fine,” he gave her a weary smile. “Sorry if I stressed you out.”

 “No, that’s-” she pinched the bridge of her nose, brow furrowing. “That’s not the concern here. The point is that you were hurt, that you were in danger-”

 “Opeli.” Soren’s voice was gentle, and he placed a hand on her shoulder, making her look up at him. He gave her a half smile, “I’ve had worse, and I’m fine. Really. I’m Captain of the Crownguard. It’s sort of in the job description.”

 Opeli opened her mouth to object, but closed it again, realizing he was right. She didn’t know what had come over her. 

 “Yes. Sorry.”

 “But, uh, could you maybe get on to the part that makes the cuts feel better and not worse?”

 “Yes. Yes, of course.” Opeli shook her head, beginning to dab on the salve and placing bandages over the worst spots. “I’m sorry.”

 “You don’t have to be sorry,” he leaned back on his hands, watching her. She tried not to meet his eyes. The ones that always seemed to see right through her. “Can I say something kind of weird?”

 “When has that stopped you?”

 He chuckled, “It was sort of nice that you were worried.”

 She did meet his eyes, then. A little surprised. He gave her an awkward smile, glancing away. 

 “That was probably too weird to say, sorry.”

 “It’s not weird to want people to care about you,” she told him, placing a bandage over a large cut on his nose. He was lucky it wasn’t broken. Again. “Everyone deserves to have people in their life who care.”

 “Well, thanks for being one of those people, I guess.” Soren scratched the back of his head, gaze still averted. “I think. If you’re not then that’s also fi-”

 “I am.” 

 “...Thanks.”

 “Mhm.” Opeli finished and pushed herself back to her feet, going to put away the salves and what things she hadn’t used. She turned back to him, brushing the residual herbs off her hands. “I’m going to go and get something from the apothecary. I’ll be right back.”

 “From the apothecary?”

 “For the swelling,” she explained. “I’ll just be a moment.”

 He nodded and she swept from the room, leaving the candle with him. The halls were dark and quiet, inhabited only by the soft sound of her footsteps and her own thoughts. Opeli didn’t understand how Soren could be so nonchalant about what had happened. What he and the others had clearly been through. Getting captured by pirates and attacked by a living tree was not in the job description of a knight. Not even a knight captain.

 She paused, hovering in the doorway of the apothecary. Opeli realized that she would, perhaps, like if he were not a knight. If their meetings could be in the library, discussing poetry, rather than in the infirmary, tending wounds. If when he told her a story it could be funny instead of sad. If he did not view capture and torture and injury as a normal part of life. If he and death were not so familiar. 

 She knew, also, that if she were to mention to him that he should try taking a step back, he would consider it. That a word from her to King Ezran would be enough to get him stationed at the castle while his wounds healed, rather than running off on more adventures. Rather than getting hurt again while his last injuries still had yet to close over.

 Opeli shook her head, letting the apothecary door swing shut behind her. It was not her place to intercede. And it didn’t make sense, anyway. Not when he was the best Captain of the Crownguard that King Ezran could ask for. Not when their king was far safer with Soren at his side than anyone else. She could have excused stepping in if it was rooted in some sort of incompetence or shortcoming, but not when it was merely based in worry. And why should she worry, anyway? 

 That question she did have an answer to, at least. She had just told Soren that she was one of the people who cared for him. And that was true. She pondered, also, the fact she had had to tell him that. That he hadn’t thought it a given there would be people who cared for him. 

 Pushing the thoughts from her mind, she gathered what she had come for, bundling all the little herbs together before making her way quietly back to the infirmary. She would say nothing, she decided, other than perhaps urging Soren to be more careful. That was all she could do.

 Voices slowly became audible as she approached the open door of the infirmary and her steps slowed.

 “-be more careful, okay?” 

 “I know, Corvus. I will be.”

 Corvus. Opeli had known she recognized the other voice. She came to a halt just shy of the doorway, watching as the other guard brushed the hair out of Soren’s face, inspecting her handiwork.

 “It doesn’t look too bad.”

 “I’m fine, honest.”

 “You’re not fine, Soren.” Corvus scolded, “You could have died.”

 “Why does everyone keep saying that? I didn’t, did I?”

 Corvus sighed, “No. I guess you didn’t. I’m really glad you didn’t.”

 Soren smiled at him, scooting over on the cot so that his and Corvus’ shoulders touched. Opeli set her bundle of herbs on the small table beside the door and crept away, not wanting to disturb them. She was happy Soren had more people that cared for him. Someone who could make him happy.

 She swallowed any concerns she might have had. Corvus would see to it that he was safe. That he was taken care of. She cleared her mind of any half formed feelings that might have been forming there, at the corners of her thoughts. They were as nonsensical as her idea of asking Soren to retire from the guard.

 Silly thoughts had in the dead of night. She just needed to sleep.

[lovelysheree]

@jelzorz peekaboo

Soren and Opeli~ bc they deserve fanart 😤

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

[lunanightriderofthecove]

Since you can't buy fanfiction as actual books I started a project of binding my favourites myself back in January. During my training to become a librarian I spent a few weeks in the library's bookbinder workshop and learned everything I needed for this project. The steps I didn't remember were helpfully provided by the internet.

So far I finished 5 books, with another 17 stories ready to be formatted and then printed.

If you're interested, the photos and details are under the cut. But: this is no manual on how to do it, just a post about a little bit of the progress and the finished products.

Alright, if you're still here, I guess you want to see the photos.

The only picture I took of the sewing process. That part was honestly the most fun.

Trying out the fitting of the cover before glueing it on.

That's what the book looks like before I glue on the cover...

... and after the glueing. (No, this is not the same book. As I mentioned, I made 5 😆)

Since I don't have any other way to do it I wrote the title and, if the space was enough, the author on the spine.

The same book finished. I'm in love with the paper I used for this 😍

And here are all 5. The marble effect fabric was definitely worth the money. It looks even prettier irl 😍

Can't wait to continue with the others, but need to get a few more materials first.

If you're interested, here's the full list of the fics I bound so far, including links to the stories:

Out of Time by @zuppizup

A Snowfall Kind of Love by @jelzorz

Ichor and Blood by im_too_tired_for_this

A Dragon Kiss always ends in Ashes by purplejaguar326156

Looking for a Way to break in by @thosefiveadoraburrs and @raayllum

I'll update this whenever I'm working on the next one.

[rayllum-weekly]

Rayllum Week 45

Meta

I am Near, I am Here: Rayla, the Moon, and Love as Presence by @kradogsrats

Graphics and edits

Ocean Arcanum Poem edit by @sorinethemastermind

Hadestown - Promises gif set by @celestialowlryx

I’ll spare you from everything edit by @raayllum

The Dragon Prince + text posts (part 22) by @celestialowlryx

Sharpest tool AMV by @amys-books27

RAYLLUM S6 MEME: little moments by @raayllum

Eurydice, Sarah Ruhl edit by @raayllum

Hadestown - All I've Ever Known gif set by @celestialowlryx

S6 Rayla + loving Callum by @raayllum

Leola gif set by @celestialowlryx

You said I'm the love of your life edit by @raayllum

RAYLLUM S6 MEME: [1/6] looks, 6x05 “moonless night” by @raayllum

Fanart

Rayllum fan art by @otomesakura20

Comfort by @temerity14

Rayllum meme art by @tategaminu

Magic and Warrior by @viola1698

A moment of quiet by @temerity14 - Added

New Fanfic

Lullaby ficlet by @starwberryshenanigans

Book date ficlet by @zuppizup

Moonstrider pup ficlet by @zuppizup

Running hot ficlet by @zuppizup

Eye-crusties by @parsbooks

put your feet in the river, and swim by @a-very-sparkly-nerd

195a by @jelzorz

Up-dated Fanfic

The Lavender Inn by @dargorian

In the Shadow of Betrayal: Chapter 10 by @temerity14

Deathly Power: (4/4) by @sorinethemastermind

I’ll Give You My Life (From Now Till Forever) by @thatartiststudios

A Dark Alternative: Chapter 17 by @zuppizup

Hello Satan: Chapter 16 by @estelleraixx

Something Worth Fighting For: Chapter 18 by @konmaao3

Downtime's Up - Chapter 21 by @numptypylon

[its-leethee]

Sorpeli fanart inspired by @jelzorz's absolutely gorgeous fic (and extended 'verse) The Fruit; because this ship and this fic deserve more attention:

"There's plenty more, they won't miss out." Soren grins at her, handsome and easy and lopsided, the sun like gold in his hair. He's been taller than her for years, but it's still a shock sometimes. "Here." He tugs her hood down before she can argue and sets the flowers in her hair, petals soft against the silver of her circlet. "Pretty."

[a-very-sparkly-nerd]

Ted Lasso, Season 1 Episode 10

@jelzorz @blutopaz15 🫂

[thatartiststudios]

Sorpeli AMV | Love You in My Mind - Brynn Cartelli

Hallelujah, the day has come! Just wrapped this up in a few hours and I couldn’t be more happy, and it’s all thanks to 6x08 really. Without it, I wouldn’t have had anywhere near enough footage for this!

This is for @raayllum and @jelzorz, and any other Sorpeli fans out there!

Oh this makes me so happy you don’t even know

[raayllum]

insp by @jelzorz’s HC of ezran having a network of little spy animals in katolis and well, this drabble bunny of how it got started wouldn’t leave me alone

His brother has always been clever, able to look at things from a variety of angles, and while Callum’s ideas can sometimes be extreme or exasperating, they are almost always worth considering. But this...

“An animal spy network?” Ezran says, arching a brow. “Really?”

“You can never be too safe,” Rayla adds from her new seat on the council.

“And it would save the crownguard time on patrol,” Callum says, standing in front of his more familiar chair. “Our guards are good, but they’re not infallible.” 

“His Highness has a point, Your Majesty,” Marcos says quietly, shuffling uncertainly. He’s here at Callum’s request, but he’s always a little nervous when he’s around—“The castle would’ve never known of the oncoming attack if Princess—” Rayla clears her throat. “Lady Rayla hadn’t let me go.”

“The animals of the kingdom already know you and love you,” Callum says pointedly. “We might as well use it.”

Ezran scowls. “And how exactly will they know how to identify ‘threats’? “Anyone whose an elf? Anyone who looks out of place or different?”

“Anyone travelling through the Dark Grove behind the castle at night with weapons,” Callum says flatly. “You’re making it more than it is, Ez.”

“And you’re being paranoid and wasting my time—”

Opeli slides in, voice soft. “King Ezran, with all due respect, you are being a tad unfair to Prince Callum. I understand that you are hesitant and worried about the possibility of using the animals in some manner, but all rulers must consider the benefits of espionage and security, no matter how underhanded it feels.”

The truth lurks underneath — that everyone is still scared from the latest assassination attempt a month ago, an extremist from Del Bar that had made it as far as the castle before getting apprehended thanks to the enchantments Callum had wrapped around their home. Callum had wanted the man executed, in his fury. 

Ezran had pointed out who he’d married, who he’d set free from coins despite Ezran’s misgivings years ago, and sent the man back to Del Bar begrudgingly in chains. 

“Yes well, Callum’s very good at being that,” he mutters.

Hurt flashes across his high mage’s face for a second, but Ezran doesn’t let it deter him. Callum says jerkface things all the time. Ezran can let something slip just once.

(Later, Rayla cajoles them into talking, and Callum admits he’s scared, and Ezran agrees they can consider a network for the animals intelligent and willing enough to participate.

“I just don’t want to lose you,” Callum says.

Ezran looks at his brother, and their portrait next to their father and Viren, lined up side by side. Sometimes, he wonders if Soren sees the shadow of his father in Callum’s face — in his posture, in his ways — too, or if it’s only Ezran’s imagined ghost. Only his tangible fear, too. 

Realistically, he knows that he needs this counter balance.

Someone has to be like Opeli, and consider the angles that Ezran cannot or doesn’t want to. Someone has to keep him and Rayla from constantly throwing themselves into the latest crisis. Someone has to watch their backs, keep a skeptic eye on the lookout, talk around double meanings, know what magic to use and when. 

Callum is a much better man than Viren, in every way imaginable — except for one — I will do anything to protect the king; I hope you will understand — and worst of all, Ezran doesn’t even think Callum knows it. 

Ezran hugs his brother. “I don’t want to lose you, either.”)

[sorinethemastermind]

Why are you making me cry at nine in the morning 😭😭

179.

Ezran won't see her, which is not unexpected. He is kinder than Callum was; more forgiving in ways even Callum couldn't fathom, and Callum had loved her for things she couldn't even forgive herself, but this?

She can't blame Ezran for despising her.

She despises herself.

The dungeons beneath Katolis castle are as cold as she imagined them, but Rayla imagines it's even colder in the rooms above withiut Callum's presence to warm them. Her fingers are frozen stiff, even if she can still feel his blood over them, greasing the hilts of the blades in her hands, blades that had never drawn blood that way until Callum had forced them to, until there wasn't any choice—

Rayla will never stop seeing the way his body dropped when she closes her eyes. She will never stop hearing his final breath in her ears.

He's gone now. She made sure of it. And the only thing that's left is...

The cell door opens. Rayla glances up to see Soren there, grim faced and red-eyed. He and Callum were never as close as they could have been, but Callum's loss is still a loss, and he's lost almost every person he's ever held dear.

"Votes are in," he says, his voice like gravel. "It's not looking good."

"I didn't think it would," mutters Rayla. "What do they want?"

Soren swallows. "A noose."

"Figures."

There's a pause. Soren steps into the cell. "We vouched for you," he says. "We tried, anyway. Me and Ez and Opeli, but even we couldn't—" He swallows again. "You could go," he says quietly. "I could say you overpowered me and got away. You've done it before, no one would even suspect—"

"No."

"They want to kill you, Rayla," he says sharply. "I know you said he told you to do it, but they don't know that. You still killed the Crown Prince of Katolis and I can't—" His voice breaks. "I can't watch anyone else die."

"Then don't," says Rayla quietly. "But I can't be here without him."

"Rayla."

"Please, Soren," she whispers. "I want to go home."

Soren falls silent. The both know she does not mean the Silvergrove and his knuckles turn white as he clenches his fists. "I'm sorry," he manages at last.

"I know," says Rayla. "I am too."

[sorinethemastermind]

Is this a Sorpeli phone wallpaper? Yes... yes, maybe it is.

I blame @jelzorz and their fics.

[nothingmorethanageminiboar]

I feel super-duper-duper mentally drained, so all of these lovely people can have a virtual hug!!

@blutopaz15 @zuppizup @jelzorz @jennazed @no-cinnamon-for-synonym @arnieb95 @ac0531 @shiramoonshadow @sapphofinch @heroesandmasterminds @iwillhaveamoonbase @acronymking4tdp @bleachfreak21 @imminent-danger-came @ripple-rapple

And anyone else who would like a hug, may have one as well~!!

[aria-bun]

Tagged by @m34gs

Rules: make a new post with the names of all the files in your wip folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Tag as many people as you have wips. People send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, then post a little snippet or tell them something about it!

Lost in your current like a priceless wine (TDP Sorvus AU where Soren went with Lissa when she left Viren)

And with your mermaid hair and your teeth so sharp (TDP Sorvus mer AU)

Sorpeli Week (Self explanatory: sorpeli week)

It's quicker and easier to eat your young (TDP Sorvus AU where Soren is half elf)

And I've run for many miles (Six Minutes Podcast oneshot for a ficswap I'm doing with some friends)

The Librarian (TMA fanfic centered around my oc Melodie)

BAKER STREET (the scripts for my Sherlock podcast I wanna do, but there's a supernatural twist)

SCOTLAND YARD (scripts to a companion podcast for Baker Street, from the perspective of Scotland Yard)

This is how villains are made (Arcane backstory for Maddie because she intrigues me)

But after sunlit days, one thing stays the same (rises the moon) (TDP Sorvus Modern coffee shop au)

Welcome to the Playground (WOF human highschool au centric around my oc Sahara)

lots and lots of WIPs here

@sorinethemastermind @randomfandom-3 @jelzorz @stuck-in-jelly @agentoffangirling @theevent-horizon @ein-keiser @lilisouless @shakespearestolemyurl @sagegreenfrogs @youruinedmylifebynotbeingreal

[dragonnguard]

Day 5: Favorite Fanwork

wow I could gush for hours about so many

first off @sufferingsouparts and all their ruthari and moonfam crack. i am eternally indebted to them

also shout-out to @hazieash for such indulgent ruthari art that makes me sigh happily

then @beautifulterriblequeen’s Seeing the Light. healing for me in so many ways and so soft and badass and also hilarious!

@numptypylon’s Down to Earth. super self-indulgent Rayllum that gave me all the feels

@tenspontaneite’s Peace is a Journey was such a detailed, fun dragang read

@hoothalcyon’s Broken and Healing which is legit the angstiest thing ever but no lie was made for me

@jelzorz’s in anticipation fics and A Delicate Condition. another angsty Rayllum one I love

[rayllum-weekly]

Rayllum Weekly Round-Up

Week 49

Meta

Rayllum drawing meta by @raayllum

The Right Thing by @sorinethemastermind

Episode 18: Book Two: Subtle but Deadly podcast by @banterlodge

Graphics, Gifs, Edits, etc

Little moments 6x03 by @raayllum

Moment of truth meme by @raayllum

Fanart

Baking Meme by @tategaminu

Puppy Callum by @viola1698

Hands fanart by @viola1698

Rayllum fanart by @tategaminu

New Fanfic

No words by @stephlastname-ao3

They need to understand by @amys-books27

Up-dated Fanfic

In The Shadow of Betrayal - Chapter 14 by @temerity14

Fluffcember 2024: Gingerbread House by @sorinethemastermind

Fluffcember 2024: Holiday Decorations by @sorinethemastermind

Fluffcember 2024: Snow Man by @sorinethemastermind

Fluffcember 2024: Winter Flu by @sorinethemastermind

Fluffcember 2024: Roasted Marshmallows by @sorinethemastermind

I’ll Give You My Life Now Til Forever: Chapter 14 by @thatartiststudios

Hello Satan: Chapter 19 by @estelleraixx

A Dark Alternative: Chapter 21 by @zuppizup

Something Worth Fighting For - Chapter 22 by @konmaao3

In Between: Chapter 3 by @gigigazelleloves

Snowfall kind of love by @jelzorz

The Roles We Must Play by @temerity14

Purgatory: Chapter 52 (Complete) by @zuppizup