#rayamaari mothers

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Gardian of the Dragon Gem

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If Chief Virana were to be a parent in today’s society, she would be the type of parent to have a bad habit of saying the most downright outrageous, outta pocket, non-filtered comments that would get her cancelled within a microsecond

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My HC- Rayamaari child is small and gentle, doesn’t like to fight, and is way more introverted. A skinny, small thing that hides behind his Mothers when meeting new people. Loves reading and staying inside

Also my HC- Rayamaari child is rambunctious and a literal terror. They will straight up tackle and wrestle with the other children, causes mischief and likes to play pranks on the guards. They can’t sit still, they often find them in places high off the ground or in dangerous situations they managed to get themselves into.

There is no in between.

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Namaari: [laying on the floor] You might as well call this execution. 

Sisu: ...

Virana: I banned her from seeing Raya for some time.

Sisu: ohhhh...yeah this is accurate for her.

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Raya: [at a social gathering] I can't believe Namaari, Sisu.

Sisu: Why?

Raya: Usually Namaari says I look good in everything, but today she told me to change!

Namaari: [facepalming] Raya, for the last time, I'm not gonna let you show up to a formal party in your DRAGON ONSIE-

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someone: *insults namaari*

raya: *being held back by namaari* are you sure i can’t beat them up?

namaari: yes.

raya: even if i just break his nose or finger a little?

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@miabellaholtz

Hello, @miabellaholtz! Sorry this took so long but I hope you enjoy!

Protecting you

Rayamaari - RATLD

Rated: T

Ao3

They’ve been doing this for months now. Sneaking around, careful to not get caught. Fortunate but also concerning how the palace guards have yet to notice a pirate sneaking into the castle every week or so.

At least the princess was able to protect herself—not that she needed to with this 'intruder'. In fact, she often lets her guard down when the pirate is with her, and her pants.

However, it seemed their luck ran out.

Namaari hadn’t seen Raya for almost a month now but she didn’t worry—too much—because the seas were rough this time of year, so she figured Raya’s ship and crew needed her.

Their relationship is strange, seeing each other but not officially, saying they love the other but then pretending there was nothing happening, having sex but not talking about what they were. So, Namaari thought it silly to worry, they technically weren’t committed to each other, and none of them ever said anything or asked. Well, Namaari brought it up once while drunk but she didn’t count Raya’s answer as truthful because she didn’t quite trust her memory.

Besides, what really could have gone wrong?

Namaari was right, the seas were harsh and the Sisudatu needed its captain, but nothing wrong happened there. What really went wrong didn’t even happen until Raya was on land, in the castle—or on the castle.

Namaari was enjoying dinner with her mother, the Queen, when she heard heavy footsteps and the sound of someone straining. The heavy footsteps were obviously caused by the heavy armor of the guards but the straining—that sounded so familiar, Namaari knew who it was, but it couldn’t be. Could it?

Namaari stood, curious and worried, ignoring the awful gut feeling and her mother’s voice as she walked over to the sound. Outside the dining hall is where she finds the guards and the exact person she was hoping to see, but never like this.

“Raya?” Namaari couldn’t stop herself from saying, the woman in question twisting her head to look behind her, the guards also turning—both of them having a tight hold on Raya’s biceps, her hands tied behind her back.

“Namaari…”

“Your Highness,” one of the guards greets her, both of them bowing their heads in respect.

“What are you doing?” She glances between the guards, holding back her anger and fear.

“We found this pirate climbing the walls of the castle, heading straight towards your room, Princess Namaari.”

Raya looks at Namaari with a look that is both ashamed and worried but she doesn't say anything, and Namaari doesn’t like it one bit, knowing that Raya knows she’ll be convinced and sentenced to death.

“Release her.” The princess demands.

The guards hesitate, confused. “Are you sure, your Highness? She’s a pirate.”

“I said, release her. Now.”

They reluctantly obey, letting go of their grip on Raya but she doesn’t move, not wanting to have the guards jump on her again if she makes any advances toward Namaari. Namaari, understanding this, walks forward and gently grabs her bicep. She pulls her closer to her before removing the binds around her hands, discarding the rope as she starts to lead Raya away.

“Don’t tell my mother about this.” She orders the guards right before turning around and freezing in her spot.

“Don’t tell me about what, morning mist?”

Standing right in front of them is the woman in question.

“Mother-.”

“Who is this?”

Namaari doesn’t speak, looking at her mother as if she was a child who just got caught stealing sweets before dinner.

“Do you know this pirate?”

“I- uh,” Namaari stutters, "yes, I do-."

Her hand absentmindedly grabs onto Raya's, squeezing tightly. Unintentionally giving away exactly what was going on between them.

Virana glances between the two of them and their joint hands, expression unreadable as always.

"Care to explain what is going on?" The queen asks even though she probably already knew the situation.

Despite the question being directed towards Namaari, one of the guards behind her decided to answer. “We found the pirate scaling the side of the palace, heading straight towards Princess Namaari’s room, Your Majesty.”

Virana doesn’t say anything, instead, she gives Namaari a look that tells the latter that she needs to answer.

“I invited her.” Namaari explains, not entirely a lie, “I didn’t expect her to come today.”

“Invited her to climb into your room?”

“She can’t just walk in, she’ll be shot on sight,” Namaari says sharply.

“Pirates are illegal," Virana explains, “it’s for our safety.”

“I don’t need to be protected from her, if anything I need to protect her. She will be executed if I don’t stand up for her.”

“You are making an emotional decision, morning mist. You can not go inviting and standing up for anyone you want into the palace, especially a pirate."

"This isn’t an emotional decision-."

"We have to set an example for our people. You can’t break a law and expect your citizens to not do the same.”

"We need to change that law." Namaari states sternly, confidently. "If anything I am setting an example for our people to stand up for their rights and fix what is unjust."

Virana seems slightly taken back by what Namaari has said, looking down at her daughter and the pirate with an unreadable expression.

"Someone who is a pirate shouldn't be illegal just because they are born that way or choose that lifestyle, the waters are not owned by anyone. If anything, they own the waters and they should not be tried unless they are given a reason besides just existing."

Namaari pauses for a second, squeezing Raya's hand. Virana didn't go to say anything, only looking at her daughter with the unreadable expression she seems to always bear, so Namaari continues.

"I will not let innocent people be punished for existing, what example is that setting for our people? Telling them that people who are different deserve to die? This isn't an emotional decision just because I love her, there's pirates out there that aren't the Druun. If we can treat them as equals, perhaps they'll help us to defeat the Druun."

Virana doesn't say anything, her expression unchanged. Namaari gives her little time to say anything if she wishes, but she doesn't.

“She’s staying with me.”

Namaari walks past her mother, pulling Raya along by her hand.

They didn't say a word on their way to Namaari's room. Even once inside they stayed quiet, the air still tense even in the safety of the Princess's 'well gaurded' room.

Namaari is the one to shut the door, leaving her hand on the handle for a moment longer to try to regain herself, taking in a steady breath.

Then she turns around to face Raya, walking over to her to take her hands into her own.

"Are you hurt?"

Raya shakes her head, "no."

"Good."

Namaari brushes her thumbs over the back of her hands in a simple, sweet gesture.

"I'm sorry."

"It wasn't your fault."

"Still," Namaari sighs, "you shouldn't have to experience it."

Raya adverts her gaze downwards, her breathing shaky and so is her voice when she speaks, “I was scared.”

Namaari doesn't say anything, letting Raya have a chance to speak. She continues to rub her thumbs across her hands, encouraging her to continue.

"I… I wasn't sure if you would do anything. I hoped you would stand up for me but I thought… that maybe you wouldn't. You have a title to keep and I… I don't know, I just really thought I was going to be executed."

Hearing that felt like a knife to her chest, her heart dropping into her stomach. She had made Raya feel as if she would just sit by and watch Raya be executed. It hurt but Namaari knows she hadn't done anything to prove to her that she would do anything for her. All of her actions have been more like she was only in it for the sex and if it was true, why would she save her?

"Raya…" Namaari starts after a moment of silence, raising her hands to cup her face and bring her gaze to fix onto hers. "You're more important to me than my title. I could never just let that happen to you, I just couldn't. I'm sorry I made you think that I wouldn't step in, that I wouldn't save you even if something else is at risk. I would do anything for you."

Raya's cheeks turn a slight shade of pink, barely noticeable if they weren't so close.

"So you did mean it?"

“Mean what?”

“That you love me?”

"I said that?" Namaari flushes, trying to remember when she had said that. When she let that slip from her lips. Slowly realizing when she did, to her mother. "I… did say that, didn't I?"

Raya nods.

"I did mean it. It's true." Namaari explains, her thumbs brushing over Raya's cheekbones, wiping off some tears that fell. "Although I wish I said it to you first before telling my mother."

Raya silently laughs, her hands running down Namaari's biceps to her forearms and finally to rest atop of Namaari's hands that cradle her face.

"I don't know if you remember, but that one time when you were drunk, you said you wanted for us to be in a committed relationship and do not hide it." Raya explains, "I thought it was just the alcohol talking, so I didn't say anything but I'm starting to think it was true."

Namaari nods. "It is true. I have been wanting more than just sex with you, which is wonderful, don't get me wrong but I want to be in a relationship. Do things couples do, I want to court you because I love you and I don't see myself doing this with anyone else."

"It's going to be difficult." Raya says. "I'm a pirate, you're a princess. I'm still illegal and we can't always be together. People won't like it if they find out."

"I rather have to deal with all of that and be with you than not be with you," Namaari says, leaning forward to press her forehead against Raya's. "I'll do anything to be with you, as long as you'll have me."

"Anything?"

"Anything."

Raya smiles. "Well then, I guess I have a confession."

"What is it?"

Raya leans forward to press her lips against Namaari's. A long, passionate but chaste kiss that makes Namaari's heart soar. When Raya pulls away Namaari follows to try to continue the kiss, being stopped by Raya who waits for her to open her eyes before speaking.

"I love you."

Namaari smiles brightly, leaning in to kiss her but not before saying against her lips, "I love you too.”

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Nur and Long argue.

Long: I'm my moms favorite! the proof they asked the dragons to create me.

Nur: No it's me, I was chosen! You they have to support you now!

Long: they wanted me because you were only the failed draft!

Raya who hears them bickering intervenes.

Raya: What's going on kids? I hear you screaming, you're not arguing.

Long rushing over to Raya and burying her face in her dhoti.

Long: Nur is mean she says you didn't want me!

Raya: Nuuur!

Nur: What, but you're a liar, Má Long says you don't like me and he's your favorite.

Raya: What-.

Long: Má am I your favorite?

Raya: Okay, that's what it was all about... raya breaths while massaging her temples.

Raya: Children you want to know who is our favorite child to Ma and me?

Both: Yeeees

Raya : follow me.

Raya takes them to their room and takes a box.

Raya: I have placed inside this box a picture of our favorite child

The two children look and see a mirror...the two look at each other and blush understanding what Raya wants to tell them, the two reconcile.

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Warriors

I know it's not my most beautiful drawing, unfortunately it had two or three bad lucks which I tried to make up for as best I could. but I found it interesting which is why I decided to finish it and post it.

Namaari and Nur both wear Fang's military clothing showing their respective ranks. (what could be more normal for Fang to spend quality time with family)

Nur is officially part of Heart's army but her status as a princess gives her the privilege of subtly displaying her belonging to Heart. (this was approved in advance by Namaari, head of Fang, who was more than supportive)

Inspirations and explications :

I really tried for Nur to ensure that she is an outfit that is a mixture of Heart and Fang (well I try every time I represent her or even Long, her sibling ) for Namaari just a detail that shows its belonging to heart (the belt buckle, I noticed that only Benja wears it or stripes in the Lorcana cards, and in the concept art the soldiers of Heart (absent in the film) wear the logo on their belt but not the flower like Benja. (I noted that in the film Fang's soldiers have a symbol on their belt buckle, unfortunately I was not able to see it clearly but I deduce that it is one of the shapes that the we see to represent Fang) (since Nur would also be an official member of Fang's army she would also wear this buckle) but when she is not in military uniform she wears the symbol of Fang like her mother. if she has an outfit close to Fang's army but in the colors of Heart it is a derogation and a privilege that she has because she is a princess and which was validated by her mother (head of Fang, and therefore of the army) (Namaari was absolutely not opposed to this, on the contrary). I really studied the patterns on the top of atitaya (which are not the same as the bottom) and those on her headband (which seems to be a sign found among the soldiers of the Kumandra stands) I note that these motifs for Fang's headband are figurative, with alternating bands of abstract geometric motifs.

I told myself that the shoulder pad could be a distinctive sign of a particular regiment like an elite commando

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Title ?

I'll let you find a title for this drawing of Namaari and her daughter Nur. I will choose from the proposals

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Nur, the light

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Raya, pregnant: I hope we're not having twins, can you imagine?

Namaari: I would personally be delighted, it’s a lot of work but we will be helped. I will see it as a miracle

Raya: waiting 18 months pregnant?! No thanks !!!

Namaari: sorry? What ?

Raya: 1 child 9 months old, 2 children twice 9 months old, so 18... We're dealing with simple math calculations, Namaari !!! You honestly disappoint me!

Namaari : ...

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Evolution

(2 years)

15 oct 2022. 6janv 2024

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Long is peaceful and doesn't like fighting and prefers diplomacy so when these mothers want to teach them to defend themselves it scares them and ultimately blocks them a compromise is found while going at their own pace (Benja is Long's mentor, Raya is too chaotic and Namaari is too much brute force even if they recognize that she is a good Strategist just like Raya). a solution has been found.

Raya: Now that that's out of the way, do you want some cake? I made some

Long: Did you succeed?

suddenly a mischievous look appears in their eyes.

Long: Just because I said I don't want to learn violence doesn't mean I want it done to me.

Namaari burst out laughing while Raya pretended to be hurt

Raya, amused and falsely outraged: Seriously?! My cooking isn't that bad! then she approached her child to poke their noses.

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The dragon child

(Long)

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