#titan aaravos

[stardust948]

Me begging for more Giant Aaravos content

[stardustamaryllis78]

The Titan

And The King

[its-leethee]

Yeah so the way that Aaravos is enormous in the arc 2 title sequences:

...and Claudia befriends and frees the imprisoned giant in Puzzle House, who reassures her that it doesn't want to eat her:

But we know that this giant is hangry:

Claudia! The wave! It will swallow you up!

[ben-talks-art]

Smooth Manipulators

They always have these smug eyes that say "I've got everyone and everything playing out exactly as I wanted!" 😏

[babymillennial]

Since chapter 6 of my fic is officially up, and Ellie's true form has been revealed to anyone reading (and I trust that you are all reading), I can now share this fun little pic I drew up of the actual height diff between Aaravos and Ellie.

[bat-snake]

I keep thinking about The Collector’s parallels with Aaravos and realized they also line up with Leola. So I think they’d be friends.

"His powers are chaotic and need reigning in, but Leola will burn him out."

[its-kapi-wara]

Can't believe that The Dragon Prince is entering its AOT/SNK era 😭

Please let the odds be in our favor in this one...

[raayllum]

Legend

[annon-guy2]

BLACK CAT: Crossover Question

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[hadesisqueer]

I really liked how nuanced The Dragon Prince was as a show.

It starts with the Moonshadow assassins ready to kill King Harrow; you think that's sorta justified in your mind because Harrow killed Avizandum, the King of Dragons, so he kinda started it. Then you find out that Avizandum killed Queen Sarai, Harrow's wife, and Aanya's moms, so of course Harrow was furious at Avizandum and wanted revenge as well, it makes sense. Avizandum did it defending the borders and after they killed that titan, but you also know that they only crossed the border and killed the titan because it was either that or letting 100k people starve to death.

And it goes way back before that. They tell you that they kicked humans away of Xadia because of the use of Dark Magic (Dark Magic is horrifying). Then again, you see how some creatures like Sol Regem, the King of Dragons thought of humans: as lesser beings. Can you truly blame the humans for wishing to even the gap between them and the elves or dragons who saw them, again, as lesser beings? I can't, really. Do I think that Dark Magic is still horrifying, that it corrupts the mage and shouldn't be used? Yeah. Do I think that a few humans using Dark Magic justified Sol Regem wanting to basically commit genocide against the humans? Definitely not.

It's a cycle, a cycle of violence and hate where no one is fully right or wrong. That cycle didn't start with Harrow killing Avizandum, or with Avizandum killing Sarai. It didn't start with the humans being driven away from Xadia, or even with the humans starting to use Dark Magic. It didn't even start when Aaravos gave them Dark Magic either. No, he's to blame for many things and he continued the cycle, but he's not the one that started it, either. That cycle truly started when Sol Regem and the Startouch Elves decided to punish Leola simply because she gave Primal Magic to some of her human friends. They decided to kill a little girl because they said she broke their 'cosmic order'. That's when the cycle started, that's when the beginning of the end started, but not because she gave humans magic like they said. It was because they angered an inmensely powerful and vengeful father by cruelly killing his daughter in front of him. They started it, Aaravos continued it, and it's been like that eversince.

[stuck-in-jelly]

Its funny but also pretty tragic how Janai lost both of her siblings at the hands of Aaravos. Queen Aditi was swallowed whole by the titan, Khassa was dissolved into nothingness with a flick of his flinger, and Karim was crushed between his palms like a bug

[stardustamaryllis78]

This post contains spoilers -

Apparently there is a scene where Ezran and Aaravos have a conversation (and Erik Todd Dellums delivers an insanely amazing performance) and I couldn't help but think, could this be the part where The Orphan Queen is discussed? Ezran is said to be just like TOQ so it would make a lot of sense if this is where Aaravos talks about how he was betrayed by the first of Ezran's royal lineage. Especially one Aaravos was close friends with (backed up by the soundtrack saying The Orphan Queen/An Old Friend).

Of course, this is all speculation and the conversation could indeed be about Leola but I think this would be the perfect opportunity for them to transition into a flashback with TOQ and Aaravos.

And from hearing Erik giving such a great and seemingly emotional performance, maybe a certain theory of using Leola to trap Aaravos really isn't so farfetched 👀

[arcadianmoonshadowjedi]

TDP theories time!

These are all about Aaravos!

Y’all remember in Season 3 when Aaravos killed Khessa by practically vaporizing her with just a slip of his finger?

And in Season 4, when Zubeia was telling Ezran and Rayla about Aaravos and about how Luna Tenebrus mysteriously died? And when we watch the backstory sequence we see her disappear just like that? What if the way he killed Khessa was the same exact way he killed Luna? 😩😭

Moving on from that, I know there’s differing views on how Aaravos would be able to corrupt/possess Callum ranging from him needing Callum to use dark magic again to the fact that he has other ways to corrupt like he did with getting Pharos bit by the star caterpillar.

Thinking back to Season 5 with the corrupted banthers and how even a scratch from them would result in corruption really got me thinking. WHAT IF AARAVOS COULD JUST CORRUPT CALLUM WITH JUST A SCRATCH!! 😭😭

Heck, I’m scared that even him just laying a finger on Callum and just touching him could be enough at this point. 😭😫

Especially after seeing him released from his prison and literally being a whole freaking titan, coupled with seeing what he did to Khessa and all of Lux Aurea while he was still imprisoned, I’m really terrified of what this startouch elf will be capable of now that he’s free 😭😫

[thrandilf]

S2E5, Breaking the Seal, in reference to the Magma Titan

Aaravos, inspired partly by the Titan Prometheus, makes me feel some kind of way. I'm ready for the emotional journey the next few seasons will bring- in TDP there aren't monsters, only people.

[sorinethemastermind]

Aight so i saw this meme on tumblr where it was a therapist going "and what do we do when things go wrong?" and it had like, the list of responses and what the TDP characters would say. Soren's was "fistfight God". Could you write a small blurb of Soren trying to "fistfight God" (aka aaravos) after the death of, like, Claudia?

I am more than happy to oblige 😈 (You have no idea how many times I've imagined this scenario because apparently I'm basic and the way I enjoy characters is by making them suffer) So anyway, here you go! Prepare for angst.

 It all happened very quickly. Too quickly for Soren to do anything more than stare in horror as the body of his little sister slumped to the ground before him. Aaravos sighed, looking down at her lifeless form on the ground before him, and shook his head.

 “What a pity.” 

 And that was it. The battle continued to rage around them, as if nothing had happened. As if an earth shattering, world ending, cataclysmic event hadn’t just occurred. As if Soren’s entire world hadn’t just come apart at the seams and his heart hadn’t been ripped from his chest and stomped to pieces on the ground. In fact, most of the people around him didn’t even seem to notice that she was gone.

 But she was gone. Soren was sure of it the moment he took her small, limp form in his arms. He didn’t bother begging her to wake up; he knew it was pointless. He’d been around enough death to know what it looked like. And anyway, even if he had wanted to, there were no words left in him to say. It was like all the words and the music and the color had drained out of the world in that single moment; there for so long and yet gone in an instant.

 Because even if Claudia had been a threat, or dangerous, or doing something horrible; 

she had been there to do it. Even if she had looked at him with hatred in her eyes and told him he’d killed their father, she had been there to be angry at him. And even if she had laughed at the lot of them and stood by Aaravos’ side even when they tried to reason with her, she had been there to make that mistake. And Soren had always been able to tell himself that one day she would see the right path again. That he could help her find it. 

 But now she wouldn’t see anything ever again. And what made it worse was that it wasn’t because of some horrible spell she’d decided to cast, or some heinous thing their Dad had asked of her, or even something that Aaravos himself had told her to do. It had been because of Soren. Because, after all these years, he had gotten through to her and led her down a different path. The one he’d thought was right.

 Except it couldn’t have been the right one, because it had ended here.

 Soren didn’t cry. That would come later. Instead, he closed Claudia’s eyes, and he placed her body gently back onto the ground. His hands clenched into fists at his sides as he rose, and then there was a color in the world again; red. 

 It was like a haze filling his vision as he retrieved his sword from where he’d dropped it, zeroing in on his target. As he watched, the elf, titan sized again, swatted away a group of Katolis soldiers on horseback. With his other hand he drew a rune in the air, almost lazily, and incinerated the wave of arrows coming at him. Soren gritted his teeth. He was nothing; a nuisance to this thing. This monster.

 But he didn’t care. If all he could do was annoy Aaravos, then that was what he would do.

 He ran at him wildly, joining the rest of their forces in hacking wildly at his ankles. But it was nothing to the elf; who simply raised his foot up and brought it down on them. Soren probably wouldn’t have even bothered to dive out of the way except Corvus was there, throwing himself at Soren and knocking them clear just as the godlike being’s foot came down, catching anyone not quite fast enough to evade him.

 “Soren, be careful!” Corvus panted, but Soren hardly heard him. He pushed him off, climbing back to his feet, and was about to run right back at Aaravos when something occurred to him. It was a long shot, he knew, but it just might work.

 Instead of running back into the throng of humans and elves gathered around Aaravos’ feet, Soren took off in the opposite direction. 

 “Soren, where are you going!?” Corvus called after him, but Soren paid him no mind. Paid no mind to anybody as he fought his way back out through the army of people and into clear, open space. 

 “Pyrrah!” he yelled, waving his arms over his head. “Pyrrah, over here!”

 It took a moment for the dragon to spot him, but when she did she swooped down low enough for him to leap up and grab onto some of the ridged scales that adorned her sides and swing himself up onto her back.

 “Do you trust me?” he asked her, having to shout to be heard over the cacophony below. She roared in response, and Soren hoped that was a yes, because he didn’t have any other plan.  “I need you to find me Zubeia. Do you know where she crashed?”

 Pyrrah flicked her head back to look at him, but she didn’t argue. Not that she really could, anyway. Still, he felt like he needed to explain himself.

 “It’s the only way to really hurt him.” Soren told her. 

 Pyrrah spread her wings out wider and flapped up further into the sky, hurtling past Aaravos and back towards the forest. Soren scanned the foliage for any signs of the Archdragon. It didn’t take long; it was sort of hard to hide the body of a dragon that size.

 Their original plan, the one Ezran and Callum had come up with, had involved them all distracting Aaravos long enough for Zubeia to come down and defeat him. But the problem with having an ace up your sleeve that size was that it was sort of hard to be stealthy, and Aaravos had knocked her out of the sky almost as soon as she took to it. But maybe she could still stop him, even now.

 Soren dropped from Pyrrah’s back and ran up to Zubeia’s head, trying not to think about what he was doing as he pried open the great dragon’s mouth and broke off one of her teeth, already fractured in the impact, before running back. Pyrrah looked at him with some judgment, but he honestly couldn’t care less.

 “This is for her.” he said, clambering back onto the smaller dragon’s back so she could take flight. “Just get me close enough to make it worth it.”

 Maybe the good thing about being a nuisance is that nobody takes you seriously. Pyrrah was able over Aaravos’ shoulder just close enough to make what Soren was about to attempt not entirely impossible, if still highly improbable. As she did he stood up, balancing as best he could, and then pushed off before he could think twice of it. 

 Maybe the good thing about only seeing red is that you don’t care if what you’re doing is probably - definitely - going to get you killed. Other colors might be overrated. Soren had pretty much forgotten what seeing them felt like, anyway.

 There was a long, echoing moment in which Soren was flying - except his wings were broken and the sky around him was about to realize that and send him plummeting to his doom - and then he was tumbling onto Aaravos’ shoulder, grabbing wildly at the edges of the titan’s tunic so as not to slide off. 

 The elf did notice him then, lifting a hand to flick him away, but Soren only needed a single moment. And in that single stolen moment, as the hand of his enemy came to swat him away, Soren took Zubeia’s fang and he jammed it hard into the side of Aaravos’ neck. 

 The elf howled, the sound echoing out over what seemed to be the entire world, and he stumbled; nearly throwing Soren off him just with the single motion. But he hung on to the fang where it had been stuck securely into Aaravos’ neck, and once the ground had evened out below him, shoved it in even deeper.

 He pushed it in with every scrap of strength he had left, every ounce of rage and loss and pain that filled him. Every bleeding shade of red that filled his vision. And then the elf was tumbling down, and Soren lost his grip, going flying into the air.

 Some people say that their lives flash before their eyes when they die, but that isn’t what Soren saw as the ground rushed up to meet him. Instead he saw Claudia; small and laughing at some stupid joke he’d made, telling him in detail about some spell she was learning, heaping enough pancakes onto her plate to feed ten people her size, falling asleep on his shoulder, pulling a goofy face at him and cracking herself up.

 And she wasn’t red, she was every color she’d ever been.

[its-leethee]

--Tales of Xadia, p.10

...it is known as "the Key of Aaravos," and legends say it unlocks something of great power in Xadia

--2x06, Heart of a Titan