#modern tdp

[themistdragon]

If TDP was in a modern setting, Ethari would LOVE Forged in Fire.

Like, a competitive blacksmithing show??? And he's a dad, so he MUST have a Dad Show that he watches after a long day.

[cosmicpoutine]

imagine sitting next to this mf on a red light

[jellydrawsposts]

Saw @maiya-was-here’s version of this meme and RUSHED to make this

Bonus doodle of Soren reunited with his boyfriend

[musicals-and-mushrooms]

claudia dragonprince should not be going through the horrors she should be playing christine canigula in a community theatre production of be more chill

[its-kapi-wara]

✨️ TDP characters with scenes from Modern Family ✨️

Viren's backstory in season 6:

Another day in the the Crownguard:

The first times they had to babysit Rayla:

Callum on the morning of his 15th birthday at the Moon Nexus:

"Sorrows, sorrows, prayers..."

[lovelysheree]

More of my modern AU! I have the first chapter written and another 3 kinda mapped out. So… we’ll see if it turns into anything.

[elvesdragonsanddarkmagic]

[cvvffinated]

Me after making another au after not finishing the other one..... (I'm literally cannot finish the other one currently SOBS)

he's literally me guys... -Nikko

[sophiejanefostersilver]

Neil died exactly 7 years before Walt Disney, and 14 years before homosexualty wasn't considered as mental illness

It is also international tea day

[sorinethemastermind]

16 & 20 for Sorvus🙏🏻

 Corvus had really tried to keep an eye on Soren. He had promised Claudia, after all. She’d made it very clear what would happen otherwise. But in the mass of gyrating bodies, roaring music, and strobing lights it had been far too easy for him to slip away into the crowd. Corvus cursed under his breath as somebody bumped into him, sloshing part of their drink down his front. They didn’t even notice in whatever haze they were in; just continued dancing. He swerved around them, ringing whatever it was from his shirt as best he could. He hated parties.

 The only reason he had agreed to come to this one was because Soren had asked. Corvus had to admit he’d been surprised. They’d been playing on the Katolis Crownguards together for years and the other boy had never seemed to show any particular interest in him. But something about Soren had changed recently. And whatever had changed had also brought him waltzing across the locker room after practice to ask Corvus if he wanted to go to the New Year’s Eve party. And for some stupid reason Corvus had said yes. Even though he hated parties and he’d already made plans with Gren and Amaya. She’d rolled her eyes when he canceled on them, but Gren had tried to be supportive and offer words of encouragement. That might have been worse. It was certainly more embarrassing.

 And then he’d shown up, and Soren’s sister had been there, ducking out the door giggling with boyfriend in tow. She’s drawn up short when she saw him, then thrown her arms wide and grinned, swallowing him in a gigantic hug. 

 “Corvus!” she’d cried. “Thank god you’re here. Can you keep an eye on Sor-bear for me?”

 Her breath had reeked of alcohol and mistakes about to be made. But he’d just nodded, even as she warned him that for all Soren might boast, he couldn’t handle his booze and that Corvus was under no circumstances to let him have more than three drinks.

 “How many has he had already?” Corvus had asked.

 She’d thought for a moment. “Five!”

 Corvus had been about to ask how that was supposed to work, but she was already skipping down the drive and away, dragging Terry with her (he at least gave Corvus an apologetic smile before allowing himself to be pulled behind a bush). Corvus had sighed, rolled up his metaphorical sleeves (it was too cold to actually do it) and gone inside.

 He had caught sight of Soren several times over the course of the night, usually by the cooler, often surrounded by the other members of the Katolis Crownguards. But by the time that Corvus had fought his way through the crowd, he had vanished, melting back into the throng of celebrating teenagers. That was how Corvus ended up with drink spilled down his front. 

 Giving up, he pushed frustratedly through to the bathroom. It was occupied, but the door was open, and he took that as an excuse to kick out the pair of lovesick seniors who clearly weren’t using it correctly. They ran off giggling and he was able to close the door behind them and block out some of the noise.

 Corvus took off his shirt and wrung it out over the sink before slipping it back on, wrinklier and still smelling strongly of vodka. He should never have let himself be this stupid. What had he been thinking? New Year’s Eve parties are always like this. They’ve always been like this and they always will be like this. And he was stupid to think that he could like one, no matter who had invited-

 Corvus opened the door to find Soren standing there. Alright, standing was a stretch. He had very clearly had more than three drinks (and probably more than five) and it looked like he probably would be on the floor without the support of the banister. And yet there was still a plastic cup in his hand, newly filled by the looks of it. 

“Corvus!” Soren exclaimed, throwing his hands into the air and sloshing the contents of the cup onto the floor. “You made it! Guys, look, Corvus made it!” 

 Corvus looked around, but the announcement had been made to a mostly empty hallway. Certainly not to anybody he recognized.

 “How many of those have you had?” he asked, pointing to the cup in a desperate attempt to live up to Claudia’s (drunken and most likely misguided) trust.

 “Oh, uh. I don’t know.” Soren mused, taking a few lopsided steps forward. “Seven-”

 “That’s not so bad.”

 “-ty four?”

 Corvus was about to explain why that number was highly improbable, but decided it would be breath wasted. 

 “Let’s get you some water.” he said instead, guiding Soren over to sit on the edge of the tub even as he plucked the plastic cup from his hand and dumped it’s contents into the sink.

 Once he was satisfied that Soren wouldn't fall backwards and hurt himself, he rinsed the cup out a few times (just to be safe) and filled it with water from the tap. Soren didn’t even seem to notice that the cup had been absent by the time he’d slipped it back into his hand.

 “You’re so perfect.” Soren said as Corvus sat down next to him, one hand steadying him. “Did you know that? You should know that. People probably tell you allllll the time. How can anyone be so perfect?”

 “Soren, drink your water.” 

 “Maybe you’re just a dream.” he continued, but afterwards he did take a sip. 

 “But not like a nightmare. No, not like a nightmare.” Soren shook his head violently, something he seemed to regret immediately after. “Like a good dream. A good, good dream.”

 Corvus tried to ignore what he was saying. Sure, if he hadn't of been drunk, then this would probably be a scene right out of one of Corvus’ own dreams. But he was drunk. Corvus reminded himself of that several times. He was drunk, so none of this was real. It might as well be a dream, for all the truth in it.

 “Wait no.” Soren said after a moment of silence, holding up a finger as if to ask for pause. “This is not a dream. I think. Cause in my dreams, we’re usually kissing.”

 And that did catch Corvus’ attention despite his best efforts.

 “We’re usually… kissing?”

 “Yeah.” Soren nodded, a little more gingerly this time. “Yuppers.”

 Corvus ignored the word yuppers. “Do you… do you like me?”

 “Why wouldn’t I like you?” Soren asked, perplexed. Corvus wasn’t sure if it was because of the amount of alcohol in his system or if it was actually a stupid question to ask. “Of course I like you. You’re Corvus.”

 “Then did you… did you invite me…” Corvus glanced around, and even though it was just them, he still whispered the last bit of his question. “As a date?”

 “What? Nooooo.” Soren said, and Corvus' heart dropped to his stomach. His face burned as Soren continued; "You're Corvus.”

 “Yeah. I’m Corvus.” he agreed quietly, feeling silly. Of course Soren didn’t like him back. He’d invited all of the Crownguards. And after all, like Soren had said, he was Corvus.

 But Soren wasn’t done yet. “You’re Corvus.” he said again. “You’re so cool, and classy, and you play the giant violin-”

 “Cello.”

 “That’s what I said. You’re just like so… Corvus.”

 “And is that… a good thing?”

 “Duh.” Soren slapped him on the back so hard Corvus nearly fell forward onto the floor. But he was laughing, and then they were both laughing. After a moment Soren fell silent, and he stared into his little plastic cup the way people stare into shot glasses in movies.

 “And I’m so… Soren. You’re all cool and cute and confident and I’m all… not.”

 “What are you talking about?” Corvus asked, genuinely confused. “You’re one of the most confident people I know.”

 He didn’t add that Soren was also definitely cute.

 Soren snorted, and though there was still a bit of a slur in his voice as he spoke, his expression was downcast. “I’m so not confident. I’m like… I’m like stupid, and not smart, and worthless.”

 Corvus wasn’t really sure what to say to that, so instead he just looped an arm around Soren’s shoulders, which did seem to successfully distract them both from anything else that had been happening. So they just sat there for a moment, until eventually Soren freed his own arm from where it was trapped between them and looped it around Corvus’ shoulders in turn. 

 “This is nice.” he said. “Why don’t we do this all the time?”

 “Well-” Corvus began, but he cut himself off. “I don’t know.”

 “We should. I think I’d like that.” And then Soren ruined the moment by winking at him and adding; “Dream boy.”

 Corvus could just imagine Amaya rolling her eyes. But he banished her spectral presence, feeling heat rising in his cheeks. Which Soren then proceeded to poke. 

 “What are you doing?” Corvus asked, startled.

 “Making sure you’re real.” Soren replied, poking him again. “See. You are real. So that’s cool.”

 “Yes. Very cool.”

[silkiecorn]

Modern Au comics :D

[tylerdashart]

some hurt/comfort modern!AU rayllum 💜💚 - - - 🚫do NOT repost/trace/use for AI🚫

[cosmicpoutine]

[modern/biker au] very poor sketches, but this is all i got for tonight, gays

[jellydrawsposts]

Dont worry guys Aaron Ehasz himself told me they are gonna okay that its called “The Red Wedding” because red is the wedding colors

[bluemoonblade]

Modern ruthari au where Ethari is a burnt out musician and moves away to a smaller town to catch a break from some psycho fans who messed with his life. There he meets Runaan and gets inspired to continue creating his music 🫶

The lore in this one is deep and complicated but i still need to sort it out and arrange it in a way that will make the most sense 🥹 but for now!! At least an animatic of one of the scenes :3

[its-kapi-wara]

How the families from The Dragon Prince would dress for Halloween 🎃✨️

Just because I started seeing some of these on Pinterest, and thought it would be a good idea.

1. The Royal Family of Katolis (a.k.a Harrow, Sarai, Callum and Ezran):

("Who you gonna call?")

2. I also thought about what it would be like with Sarai, Callum and Damien (Callum's biological father):

3. Viren, Lissa, Soren and Claudia:

(And let's be honest, they all would absolutely ROCK with those costumes)

4. The Moonfam (a.k.a Tiadrin, Lain, Runaan, Ethari and Rayla): By the way, this would be baby Rayla's first Halloween.

So: Lain would be the one to suggest the Power Rangers theme; Tiadrin and Ethari would happily agree to the idea, and Runaan would (probably) be persuaded by the cuteness of baby Rayla.

5. Kosmo and Astrid: Let's just...leave THAT specific scene aside, okay?

6. Khessa, Janai, Karim and Their Parents:

(Don't know, but "Danny's" expression in this picture just screams "Karim energy", and I couldn't ignore it)

- BONUS -

I'm pretty sure Claudia, Leola and/or Ezran would probably want to dress like that at some point:

This was probably the cutest video I've seen this week, and I can't stop watching it! And now i kinda want to buy a "baby moth costume"