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redr0sewrites · 9 months

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HEY!

So, I really liked your two Aaravis fics, and I have an idea/request. You don't have to do it if you don't feel like it of course.

So there is that dark mark on Aaravos's chest. And we know that it became dark after his imprisonment. Now the idea is that the reader either knew Aaravos *before* it lost it's shine, and like, later got trapped in the mirror too and reunited with him, or maybe met him in the mirror and asked about the mark. And like, asks Aaravos why it lost it's shine, and after hearing about the things, instead of looking at him differently, or scared, they see that Aaravos is sad, so they preform a little trick. So they make a little light ball, making it look like they took it out of their heart and then place it on Aaravos's chest (where the dark star is), and saying that "It's okay, you can have my light" or something like that, idk....

Like, the concept is just reader accepting that darkness, and cherishing it and all that cheezy, fluffy stuff. Like I said, you aren't obliged to write this, this is just a random idea my maladaptive daydreamer self came up with. Have a lovely day, take care, and thanks for feeding us Aaravos fans with your lovely work!

AAAA TYSM THIS REQ IS SO GREAT!!! I love this idea, it made me so excited ajsjdj HOPE U ENJOY!

🥀CW: angst (with happy ending), fluffiness, aaravos being insecure, mentions of trauma and suffering/containment

when the news of aaravos' imprisonment reached you, you were shocked. how could he have been discovered, he had been so careful and meticulous in his planning, and all of his motives were for the good of humanity! you, and many other elves who supported him were not only surprised, but also outraged. to trap a startouch elf, to take your lover away from you... you knew you could never rest until you could see him again. years of pulling strings, gaining popularity, playing the puppeteer behind the scenes had led you to this moment. you had fought for centuries, sacrificed so much to see him again, and here you finally were. before you stood aaravos, your star touch lover, in all of his glory. it had been so long, and your heart seemed to sing at the sight of him. and yet, something was different.

when aaravos first saw you, he thought he was in a dream. you had appeared to him on so many nights, only to fade away once the morning came, slipping through his fingers like sand. the memory of you, your face, your voice, your touch, it all felt like a painful distant nightmare that played throughout his head every single time he closed his eyes. he had missed you so, so much, yet he knew he had changed. not only mentally, years of imprisonment had long since broken him, but physically as well. the glowing star on his chest had faded from a shimmering splendor to a cold ember, with nothing of its former glory remaining. he couldnt help but feel ashamed at its bleak emptiness, a disgusting mark of his failure and imprisonment. however, he would not focus on it now. you were here, in front of him, and he was free.

"my star.. is it truly you?" his voice was soft, broken and cracked from the emotions swelling inside him. you didnt dare open your mouth, knowing you would probably begin to sob and nodded, your eyes were already brimming with tears. the both of you rushed forward suddenly, throwing your arms around eachother and weeping with joy. you both stayed like that for a while, entangled in eachother and whispering softly. you werent sure how long you layed there on the floor, however it soon began to grow dark. ever so gently, aaravos layed the two of you onto the floor, his hands shaking as though afraid he would break you. as you stared at him, you couldn't help but ponder a certain change on your lovers skin.

"where did it go?" you ask softly, motioning towards his chest. he looked at you in confusion and you added for clarification, "what happened to the star on your chest? why doesnt it glow anymore?" you couldn't help but feel you made a mistake, as you watched the flicker of shame and disgust cross your lovers face.

"it faded, along with most of my powers, when i, well.. when i fell and was imprisoned" aaravos answered softly. his voice was so fragile, barely a whisper as he spoke. "it is simply a blight upon my skin, a mark of my failure and punishment. a cruel scar. it paints me as nothing but a lightless monster, a burden, and a villain." disdain and self disgust seemed to leak from his voice, and he shuddered as he spoke. pain filled your heart at his words and you reached out to rest a hand on his chest. you wished there was a way to undo all the centuries of pain and trauma the both of you had endured while separated, and you wished you could help him understand his beauty.

"you are none of those things aaravos, that is just what the other dragons and elves want you to believe. however, i know that you are special, beautiful, and so, so strong because of your differences and you have fought and suffered for what you believe in. this star is a mark of your perseverence, and it is nothing to ever be ashamed of." you gently pulled your hand away, and placed it on your own chest. using some simple magic, you made your own hand glow with a soft orb of white light resting on your palm.

"you don't have to bear the weight and darkness of your burdens alone. let me share my light with you, and share your darkness with me." you reached out, pressing the glowing ball against his chest and watched a small, pained smile break through the sadness and doubt that had resided on aaravos' face, and he covered your hand with his.

"thank you my love, thank you for finding me, and for always reminding me of the light and the love that we share." he leaned in, resting his unoccupied hand on your cheek and pressed his forehead against yours lovingly.

"i love you until the end of time, and i believe that our love will last as eternal as the light that we share." his words seemed to touch your very soul, and released a flutter from your heart. for years you had drowned in your own misery, but you felt like you could finally breathe again. he was back, and you two were reunited. nothing would stand in your way every again, and neither of you would ever be separated by anyone or anything.

I HOPE THIS WAS TOO YOUR LIKING, THIS WAS SUCH A COOL REQ THANKS FOR REQUESTING!!! REQS ARE STILL OPEN, FEEL FREE TO REQUEST ANYTIME! this was such an emotional thing to write, and i genuinely really like this lmao tysm for the idea and inspiration!

#aaravos x reader #aaravos tdp #aaravos #the dragon prince #aaravos fluff #tdp #tdp s5 #tdp x reader #the dragon prince x reader #i love this req sm #tysm for the ask!#i love fluff sm #aaravos is amazing #i wish someone would do this to me #uurhehbrhdhshdnene this is so cute #i love u aaravos

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platinumrosetail · 7 months

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Did a new gijinka design for x reader stories! Hope y’all like her (I think of mew as a her most of the time)

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whoreiaki-kakyoin · 1 year

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Tonight I present you with the following thought: Aaravos placing an enchantment on you to prevent you from speaking during sex. Anyone can simply use a gag. Aaravos isn’t just anyone. A gag has its own appeal, but there is something so deliciously thrilling about the look on your face when you go to speak and your lips remain stubbornly closed.

Whether you’re a sweetly eager and submissive lover or a headstrong brat, Aaravos adores the ways you plead for him without words when you can only rely on whines, moans, facial expressions, and body language. He gives you that trademark devilish smirk of his when you attempt to speak in vain, and surveys you with an amused, hungry fascination as you give him pleading or perhaps even indignant looks. What better way to remind you that he’s the one in charge and he intends to take his time with you? If there’s one thing the fallen star possesses in abundance, it’s patience. He’s sure that, in time, it’s a virtue you’ll be well acquainted with, too.

Minors, ageless blogs, a.ntis, and p.orn blogs, do not interact! This is a discourse-free and 18+ space.

#Aaravos 🖋✨#laur’s writing #naughty headcanons #osha keep scrolling #aaravos x reader #Aaravos smut #the dragon prince smut #the dragon prince x reader

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mlm-writer · 2 years

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Pleasure is Mine (Aaravos x GN!Reader)

Pairing: Dom!Aaravos x Small!Sub!Gender Neutral Reader Rating: Explicit Words: 717 POV: Second Summary: Aaravos uses his magic to make you go above and beyond in the bedroom. Note: For the prompt ‘crying during sex’. See my kinktober 2022 masterlist here. Ssssshhh I am not late. Tags: crying during sex, blacking out, hint of size kink, gentle (?) domination, overstimulation and dirty talk

If he wanted, he could hold all the power of the world in the palm of his hand, but it would still not be able to compare to the power he held over you. Your legs were burning, but your body was no longer your own and you kept riding him at a steady pace. His eyes pierced through your soul as he watched you suffer for his pleasure. “Aaravos, please have mercy,” you whined, your hole almost as sore as your legs.

He hummed disapprovingly. With a wave of his hand, you found your body riding him more vigorously with your hands crossed behind your back. You cried out in pain and pleasure, begging him to slow down, but he just laid there, smirking up at you, as if he was not feeling a thing.

Tears streamed down your face by the time Aaravos let your body rest. The spell was broken and you fell down onto his body in exhaustion. His cock slipped out of you and he lifted you up. The elf placed you on the bed. You stared up at him, unable to stop your crying. His large hands cupped your face and his thumbs smeared the tears out. “You look exquisite like this, my little pet,” he hummed, before spreading your legs again. “You’re in so much pain and yet, you want to keep going to please me. You know your pleasure is mine.”

Your chest was rising and falling rapidly. He was going to fuck you again and even if you could stop him, you did not want to. Until he filled you up, there was no true satisfaction.

Aaravos put your legs around his waist and reentered you. You didn't know if it was you getting used to having his huge cock inside you or some other spell he put you under, but it did not hurt as much as you feared. In fact, it was pleasurable. It felt so good. It felt a little too good. Only a few thrusts in and you were cumming. Your eyes went wide as saucers and you stared at Aaravos in surprise. His smirk was all-telling.

The pleasure did not stop. It stayed high like a never-ending peak, feeling like a never-ending orgasm. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, body shaking like you were possessed. You screamed, not sure yourself what words were coming out of your mouth, but they encouraged the elf to fuck you harder, deeper. It was all so much; your entire body felt overstimulated and tears fell out of your eyes again. "That's a good little pet. Cry for me. Keep doing that. Give me your pleasure"

You nodded as you squeezed your eyes closed. Behind your eyelids the world consisted of eigengrau and every word uttered by the elf on top of you. That was until it all turned to black and you could no longer hear him.

When you opened your eyes again, you found yourself wrapped in a blanket and in Aaravos’ lap, while his magic held up a book for him to read. “Welcome back, darling,” he mused as the book closed itself and flew back to the shelf where it came from. The hearth fire warmed your face and placed a purple glow on Aaravos’ face. “You blacked out on me there, are you all right?” He caressed your face, voice soothing and silky smooth.

“I… I don’t know,” you answered honestly, not feeling your body yet. Aaravos hummed in reply and stood up, carrying you bridal style to a glittering bathtub. He removed your blanket and you held onto him tightly, making him chuckle.

“Do not worry, my little one. I have no intention of leaving you alone.” He kissed the top of your head and stepped into the tub. He sat down, never letting go and allowing your body to slowly submerge into the warm water. You sighed in relief, not realising how tense you had been until you relaxed in the water.

With some help, you managed to sit down between Aaravos’ legs, relaxing with your back against his chest as his hands ran over your body, both cleaning and massaging you. “Thank you,” you sighed.

Aaravos kissed the side of your head. “The pleasure is all mine.”

#aaravos #the dragon prince #aaravos x reader #kinktober #male reader #gender neutral reader #kinktober 2022 #aaravos x male reader #aaravos x gender neutral reader #the dragon prince x reader #reader insert

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domxmarvel · 1 year

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Animation-Masterlist

Guidelines

Miraculous Ladybug

Avatar: The Last Airbender

Carmen sandiego

She ra

How to train your dragon

The dragon prince

Encanto

Across the spider verse (Coming soon)

Princesses

#miraculous x reader #atla x reader #carmen sandiego x reader #she ra x reader #how to train your dragon x reader #httyd x reader #tdp x reader #the dragon prince x reader #encanto x reader

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sunna66 · 2 years

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*In a meeting*

Y/N: *Gently taps table*

Soren: *Taps back*

Claudia: What are they doing?

Viren: *Sighing* Morse code.

Y/N: *Taps the table aggressively*

Soren: *Slams hands down* YOU TAKE THAT BACK-

#the dragon prince #the dragon prince incorrect quotes #the dragon prince x reader

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runaankisser · 1 month

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The assassin

Requested by @ilovemyhusbandaaravos

Notes: Aditi is the former queen of Lux Aurea.

The cold fall breeze flowed through the window, lacy curtains danced in the wind. Aaravos was off doing whatever and you were sleeping peacefully in your bed.

A sunfire elf with shimmering golden clothing crept through your castle, her eyes showing no remorse nor fear. Soon enough, she was standing over your sleeping form, watching as your chest rose and fallen. Her grip tightened on her sunforge sword. Slowly, she raised her sword, as her sword fell, her eyes met yours, filled with fear.

“Aditi! What are you doing?” You yell with fear, nearly missing her merciless blade. Your arm stung as if the very sun touched it. You glance down to see a burn, but quickly look back up.

“I am doing what I should have done years ago,” she says bitterly and raises her sword again. You close your eyes and look away, ready for the pain, but it never came. You slowly open your eyes to see an angry startouch elf.

“What do you think you are doing?” Aaravos’s says, his deep voice echoing around the room, his eyes filled with rage. Aditi drops her sword out of shock, the weapon hisses as it burns the ground.

“I am killing off this human, she is dragging you down!” Aditi yells, taking a step back. Aaravos slowly steps forward, glaring at Aditi with rage.

“Get out of my castle. If you even think about pulling something like this again, I will make sure you suffer a terrible fate,” The fallen star says sternly. Aditi huffs and picks up her sword, glaring at you once more before leaving. You let out a sigh of relief, a pair of cold arms embraces you.

“Thank you, my love,” You say with gratitude, hugging Aaravos in closer.

“Do not thank me. I promised that I would always keep you safe,” The startouch elf whispers, running his hands through your hair in a comforting manner.

The two of you cuddle together, wrapped in soft silk blankets.

#the dragon prince #the dragon prince x reader #aaravos #aaravos x reader #tdp aaravos

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windtooweem · 1 year

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Make you mine - PUBLIC

how and when do they prepose to you

Romantic

The dragon prince Version

They/them reader

Rayla

It took her YEARS to pop the question

She wanted to know everything about you until she preposes

She is so nervous

Almost killed Callum when he joked around about telling you about it

Callum will never joke around again

She accidentally blurted it out one night when you two were in bed

“You know, can you marry me?”

“YES!”

“AH! No no no I didn’t say anything! Wait you said yes?”

“YES!”

“YOU SAID YESS!!!”

Aaravos for you fucking simps

He is calm above but below he is worrying so much

He is overthinking all of it

He’s calm around you but the second you turn he’s screaming

But it didn’t take a long of time for him to decide he wanted to marry you but it took him over a year to get the guts to prepose

So all of the fancy dates you both go on, he was planning on preposing

It took him a whole year

You just had to do it yourself

When you did he was a little petty that you did it before him

“Aaravos will you marry me?”

“Yes, of course My Tiny Human”

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“How did you get the courage to do it?”

“Well I just took the leap?”

“Oh”

#tdp x reader #the dragon prince x reader #aaravos x reader #rayla x reader

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black-dhalias · 9 months

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Hi!! I absolutely love your writing✨✨

I was wondering if you’d write a Ethari x Reader (pronouns are she/her) x Runaan where it takes place in the time of the assassination of King Harrow.

Ethari and reader witnesses the assassins flowers sink one by one leading down to Rayla and Runaan.

Days later, it depends on how many days Runaan was in the dungeon before he got trapped in a coin. They witness Runaan’s flower sink and are of course struck by grief.

If it’s not a bother could you write days later after Runaan’s "death" the time where Callum and Rayla goes to their house.

Reader is reading a book while Ethari is crafting weapons and he witnesses Rayla from the reflection and you know what happens next.

If you don’t want to write this it’s completely fine! Once again, I love your writing!!✨🤍🌙

Floating Flowers

Poly!Runaan X Reader X Poly!Ethari

Warnings: angst, kinda sad ngl, mentions of death and some descriptions of violence

One does not love without sacrifice, and one does not truly want to take the risk unless they know it's worth it. With all that at stake, it does not make sense to ever really let someone in. To love, is to let your heart beat in time with another—with many, and in so few words, all of it can disappear.

In a blink.

In an instant.

Within a single breath.

All love causes is pain. You thought you knew the worst of it, felt the bitter edge of loss, but you were so wrong. You had it all figured out only a year ago. You had Runaan... A voice of reason and rock. You had Raela... In all her stubbornness and sweet personality. You have Ethari... As your warmth, and your light. You loved all three extensively, dove head first into the chasm of love—hopeful and invested. They gave you purpose and warmth, and that's all you ever wanted.

You thought the price of love was worth all the pain, but now as you fold your arms over your knotted up stomach. You could barely tear your eyes away from Runaan and Rayla prepare for the mission. The one to avenge all of Xadia, but it was not worth it to you. Nothing in all of the realms was worth the price of watching them walk out of this village.

Soon it would be just you and Ethari—you begged for a minute longer as Runaan's palm embraces your cheek, "Goodbye my love." The words taste acidic, another minute of him would never be enough. You'd plead for hour after hour, for every second was worth a thousand pleas.

While Runaan notes your rigid form, the distant look in your eyes—he knows that he cannot stay. "It is not good bye..." He whispers quietly, "I will always return to you both." Your lips press into that all too familiar line, shaking your head as you part from him completely.

Hating the distance, but knowing you must let him go.

"Do not make us promises you cannot keep." Your words are dark, striking cold fear into Ethari—the sensation of pain mirrors into him.

Hesitantly, Ethari embraces Runaan and Rayla throws herself into your arms. You told Runaan she was not ready, that you were not ready to let her go into a battle she may not return from.

She's the closest you ever came to a child, you are certain that she'll be the only child you ever have. All her life was spent under your careful gaze, and embraced tightly in your arms. Your cheek rests atop her hair, and even when your eyes mist over—you do not let yourself cry.

"I love you Rayla... All the way to the moon." You insisted she was more like you, more like Ethari, but Runaan was certain. And when he was certain, there was no reason to try to talk sense into him.

When you finally gather enough strength to look up at Runaan, Rayla at his side and Ethari's palm on the small of your back. Runaan gives a tight smile, one he only gives when he is not sure.

"I love you..." You don't know if you'd forgive yourself if he didn't hear it at least once more, you see the softness of his eyes. "Both of you, and we expect you home before 30 nights have passed."

Soon enough, they disappear and leave only floating flowers in their wake. No one moved from the fountain, too many souls rest upon the surface—hardly a ripple as the air catches deep in your throat.

When the day came to pass, the crowd was thick with anxiety without a word of comfort to be shared. No one could say anything at all. Ethari held you close, unable to stop the tightening of his grip as each flower sunk to rest on the bottom. The ripples were jarring, the water stirred with grief.

The cries were haunting, even when no one knew who would come next... The tears remained locked up. And with each sunken flower, you felt a wave of guilt and relief because you wished it to be anyone else. Until it was only them.

All you had was the hope that they had succeeded, and were already halfway home right now. It is all that you have left.

"Come to bed starlight." Ethari's sweet nickname sounded so soft, you could hardly enjoy the comfort, but it was there nonetheless. "I miss your warmth..." You tear your eyes rom the water, and stare into his. You wonder if he knows how much you adore him, how safe and welcoming his arms had become since they found you. "I miss sharing a bed..." You hardly slept since they left, leaving Ethari to an empty home most days. Ethari and Runaan had saved you all those years ago, brought you back from the edge of the universe—a startouch elf who could hardly bring themselves to love. To care.

"Just tonight..." You take his outstretched hand, his hope brought you optimism. Gave you hope. That meant something to you.

"I miss you too."

In the quiet and dark, you lay entangled in your husband—embraced tightly in the linens and his arms. The shadows crest through the window, a moonlit night, but you struggle to see through the light. Almost certain that there is—not evil, but nothing good coming your way.

Ethari's arms tighten around and bring you closer than before, chin nuzzled into your neck. His hair is soft against your arm, there is so much on your mind and sleep seems distant.

The way his eyes are shut so lightly, lashes brushing his cheeks and while not a smile—his face is not contorted with nightmares. To be honest, this is the first time since Runaan left that you've seen Ethari sleep so peacefully. While you could not bring yourself to sleep, you were never too far away as to not soothe away the nightmares when they came to him. He truly is the last testament of your sanity. As light as you can manage, you brush your thumb along the highest point of his cheek.

"If you wanted me awake, you should have just asked." Sleep clouds his visit, but he sees you so clearly against the sharp contrast of night. A vision of pure, unscathed—starlight.

He tilts his head up so that he is looking at you, a look of pure admiration. "Have I told you how beautiful you are, starlight?" You find it in yourself to smile.

"More often with every passing day." He returns your smile, Ethari always was the one who stood in awe of you even when you doubted yourself. Your good nature seemed to move in step with his own, but something about the stars that danced in your eyes—you often seemed otherworldly to him.

"Good, I will never allow you to forget." And you know that he's telling the truth, you believe every word. "They'll come home to us. I know they will." Yet you are not as sure, humans are too unforgivable. Too dangerous and unpredictable. You hate them, and fear what else they are capable of taking away from you.

Neither of you say another word, finding comfort in each other. Letting the comfort exist in this singular moment, tomorrow you will face more fear and anxiety. Tonight, you find peace in Ethari's arms.

"Hope for the both of us, my love. I can only hope it's enough."

Only when you watched Runaan's flower sink so suddenly, when the ripples began to shatter the surface of the water. Your entire world seemed to shatter with your reflection. It felt like the world was on fire, and completely still; all at once, you had little left. Stones burn your knees in scrapes as you cry out for him, even the slam of the door is not enough to rouse you from your torture.

The way Ethari saw you and then saw the flower in the bottom of the pool. The heave as he sees the sunken hope. It was always a fool's mission, but the sensation of your crying form within his own arms is enough to send him into tears. The way your hands grip him without remorse—screaming at the universe that they can't have them.

Runaan is gone.

It hits Ethari like the whole of Xadia was put directly on his shoulders, their husband is dead.

He's gone, and he isn't coming back.

Ethari attempted to focus on the task at hand, the tools and weapons atop his desk never seemed so far from him. It felt as though he was staring at a puzzle he was no longer capable of understanding, but he did his best to keep himself occupied when the silence of the house threatened to consume.

Is this grief? Or is this the new normal?

Where you used to find comfort in Ethari, he could only ever reach you when the books were far from your grasp. A cycle of three titles, meticulously memorizing each page because it reminded you of Runaan. The nights when you would stay up with Runaan when the nightmares were too much, and you would read to him until he lulled off to sleep.

Neither really said a word, silent and long days until the time came to crawl into bed. Only then, arms around each other and duvets tightly enveloping both forms—did the tears freely flow. Did the pain finally mount and the length of the universe seemed to weigh heavy on you both.

However, by the time morning breaks, the silence returns and the image of a sunken flower haunts your vision. Ethari closes his eyes, adjusting himself and returns his gaze to his work. Only something catches his eye, a glimpse—nothing short of a miracle, one that causes his expression to falter.

Rayla...

Unable to turn for a moment, he pauses before walking out the door. Knowing that she would follow, unable to break your heart anymore than it has been already.

"Rayla. Before you left, I told Runaan that you were to goodhearted for the work of an assassin. Y/N told him too." He pauses, glancing into the reflection once more. "So I know you did not betray them out of malice. But that doesn't matter. They're gone. He's gone. Because you abandoned them." His words are harsh, not loud, but there is a sharpness as he recalls your cries from the night before.

Even when she disappeared from the reflection, Ethari was already back inside of the home. You had not moved from your position, and for a moment, Ethari wishes you could have seen her. Known she was alright, even if she cannot come home.

He exhales deeply, gathering what he needs before leaving once more to find her. "This will only break the spell for a moment, but I couldn't bear to let you leave without seeing you one last time." Ethari had to know, to hear her out, and find some comfort in her words. "But I don't understand, Rayla. How could you abandon them?"

She looked the same, different and more worn in others, but he saw her as she was. "I failed them. it was my fault we were discovered, btu I didn't run away." She pauses. "Ethari, we found something. Callum, show him."

"Oh uh..." Ethari turns his attention to the human, smiling a little. "I'm Rayla's earthblood elf friend. Trees to meet you."

"Trees to meet you, too."

"Don't humor him. We found the dragon prince."

"The egg wasn't destroyed."

"And I knew that if we could get him home to his mother, there could be peace."

"It's a miracle. I can't believe it." Ethari's eyes darken, recalling the letter he received from Ibis not too long ago. "But, Rayla, you need to know. The Dragon Queen is dying. Since the death of her mate, she's fallen very ill."

"We have to get to her. It's the only way." Ethari pauses, as he watches Rayla's eyes trail to the home. "Where is Y/N? Can I see them?" Looking through the window to spot you, to catch your gaze.

Rayla is struck by confusion at your still form—you were never that still. Never so quiet. Her eyes wander the way you seem awake, locked in on the book and every so often she’d catch Ethari glance over with concern.

Ethari watches Rayla, as she looks at you—“When we met Y/N, they were deeply wounded by abandonment. Alone and on the cusp of giving up.” His eyes are sad, she notes how he casts you loving glances in between the concern. “Runaan is dead. You exiled. Something in them finally snapped.”

“Will they ever be the same?”

“No Rayla. I don’t think that they will, they might recover, but Y/N has faced great losses…More than most, it’s why they loved you so dear. Because you’ve lost a lot too.”

Ethari whistles: "You can ride faster than you can walk. I'll see a message to the Dragon Queen. If she knows her little one still lives, perhaps she'll hold on."

"Ethari, can I ever come home again?"

"I don't know." His eyes are sad, he knows the devastation you felt when the rumors spread. When the word shifted to call Rayla a betrayer and to ghost her. You fought against it, but soon even you could not fight the thought. Consider the possibility that there might have been some truth to the village's words. "It's a real moon opal..." He holds it out to her. "When I gave its match to Runaan, I told him, "My love will be with you even when the moon is not."

Rayla looks through the window once more and then back at Ethari: "Good bye, Rayla."

Ethari came into the home with a purpose as he gathered another arrow, preparing it to be fired and for the first time since, you looked up at him. Eyes wandering to the message, to the way he seemed certain.

Something in the way he moved, it reminded you of who he once was. "What are you doing?" He meets your eyes, seeing the whole universe fall together in a dance as you rise to your feet.

"I have found us hope." Still, even now, he is holding onto the hope that he can somehow fix this. Change the way things are and you trust him.

"Runaan, the last time I made you one of these, it carried a message of death. but this arrow will carry a message of life. Regina Draconis!" While you do not understand completely, you understand enough to know that Ethari is still fighting for you. Still fighting for your future, the one you will share together. And you trust him.

Long before you loved Ethari and Runaan, before the turn of the century—eons before written history began. There was you and your brother, Aarravos. It was all you knew, and it was all you thought you needed. Masters of the primal energies—the epitome of Star Touch Elf perfection. There was no beauty like yours, and no power that tasted as sweet as the power you possessed.

However, it was never enough for Aarravos and soon enough, you had lost him completely. Your entire existence seemed to erase itself with his loss, the universe seemed so much smaller. It seemed so much more void. No longer did stars shine for you, and soon enough, you saw only the darkness. A never ending abyss of despair, and confusion. You no longer knew what your purpose was beyond the world you were building with your brother. It meant nothing without someone to share the success with.

You lean into the darkness, you found comfort in the silence—perhaps comfort is the wrong word. You found silence in the darkness, your bottomless pit of despair was less violent and loud. Your wandering felt less aimless when you accepted the loneliness. You were not at peace, but the numbness felt bitterly better than the pain of loss.

The greatest of your sins was never looking for him, for you assumed he had simply left you to your misery. Had finally had enough, and so you left him to his adventures—you imagined he must have left you willingly, no one could against the power you wielded.

Seven centuries, long and painful blistering years, in that time you only heard whispers of your brothers antics. Until you heard nothing at all.

Soon enough the sadness no longer touched you, or perhaps you wore it proudly—you rarely missed the brother that had left you alone. If he cared, he would have taken you with him.

A crest of moonlight breaks over the treetops and reflects off the waterfalls, the crisp blue hue brings a soft smile to your lip. Knelt before the basin, you submerge your palms into the clear water and bring it to your lips. The water is not bitter or heavy with minerals, you finish what is in your palm and remove the canteen from your hip. Using one hand, you pinch the lid and the other you submerge the object and wait for the bubbles to stop.

Crack!, you stiffen—eyes flickering to the left side, someone or something is near. The forest has gone quiet, and it leaves you to think that it is a someone. You hum, shifting your leg out from under you and leaning onto it—knife on your hip, another on your chest and ankle. You cap the canteen and tie it off to your belt, swallowing as you place the final knot. Only to hear the rustling once more.

Trying your best not to move, to hush your body and heighten your senses—your fingers curl tightly around the blade, clutching onto it just as the pair of elves break the clearing. You turn quickly, drawing your weapon and posing it high—“If you’re here to start something, it’s probably best you leave.” Before, with Aarravos, you were the voice of reason—diplomatic and poise, but now it is different. It is just you. Their eyes widen significantly, as startled by you as you are by them.

One is smaller physically, but his hair is much longer—he seems more muscular, less lean. While the other seems to be just as imposing, but not physically—there is knowledge behind those eyes. He is the first one to speak, “You’re a Startouch elf.” You nod, posing your weapon higher. “Fascinating.”

However, when your weapon does not drop it is the other who steps protectively in front of the scholar—his expression less than kind. “Startouch or not, please drop your knife. We never meant you any harm.

“We never looked back. It was just the three of us against all of Xadia.”

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windtowee · 9 months

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Masters List/Rules/Info

Before you read below, I will not be taking requests because of end of year testing. I should be able to take them early May

Info about me:

I'm an old Tumblr user who had just chosen to write again due to school.

I'm gender neutral, who is bisexual

I'm still a student so I might not be able to do stuff on here all the time.

my grammar might suck too because, y’know the English language has there, their and your, you’re. It’s all very confusing to me

I'm under 18 as well

On a more personal level, I want to get into the medical field once I’m older

I’m an INTJ

I’m a Hispanic/American child with two older siblings

RULES:

No Smut At All

Anything with people below 13 will be strictly Platonic

I will write for any gender, you just have to request it, if you don't then I'll put it as gender neutral

I will write Yandere’s

I will write for OC’s

No animal’s will be used in a romantic sense

I do not write for a religious themes because I’m not religious myself so I don’t know what to do

Requests are always open unless said otherwise

Sometimes I will post Random stuff on here

What Fandoms I Will Write For:

Creepypasta

She ra (Spop)

F.R.I.E.N.D.S

How to train your dragon (Httyd)

The Dragon Prince (Tdp)

Legend of Zelda (Loz)

Super Mario Movie

Voltron (Vld)

Demon slayer (Kny)

The promised Neverland (Tpn)

Heartstopper (Only the books)

Avatar the last airbender (Alta)

Narnia

Victorious

Disney

Linked universe

My hero academia (Mha)

The outsiders book

Delicious in Dungeon

Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children (MPHFPC)

Any crossover’s in fandoms with x Reader or without

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demigoddessqueens · 9 months

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Hii! How are you? I hope you're doing well.

Can we get a headcanon of how Aaravos from the Dragon Prince would be like to his s/o being a royal? Like King/Queen. Thank you!

Hey there!! 😄 doing great!

A/n - Finally finished the recent season to crank this one out

As much as he distrusts the dragons and other kingdoms, obviously you’re the exception to his being miffed.

If you’re an elf, he doesn’t want to jeopardize you but he could give care all to what their politics are.

You’re his beloved and he doesn’t care for what they say

Poetry is a love language between you two

If you’re a human, life is even more precious to Aaravos. He wants to make the most of things, no matter how much of life you have left

Any of the magic relics you have are gifts bestowed from the Startouch to keep in touch with him. Mirrors are his specialty.

The few moments you spend together are months, sometimes years apart as to keep away from wandering eyes.

But they’re always cherished and never spent fretting over outside matters, only on each other

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redr0sewrites · 7 months

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The Dragon Prince Masterlist

Aaravos

Aaravos General Romantic Hcs - sfw and nsfw

Tickles, Kisses, and Aaravos - fluff

Aaravos Being Insecure Ab the Star on His Chest - angst to fluff

Riding Aaravos' Thigh - smut

Stay With Me - angst to fluff

Stay Still - sub! Aaravos x afab!reader

Cuddling With Aaravos Hcs - fluff

Self Care with Aaravos Hcs - fluff

Arguing with Aaravos Hcs - angst/fluff

Mourning Readers Death - angst

Aaravos x reader smut - riding Aaravos' face

Switch!Men thirst - nsfw/smut

Sub!Aaravos thirst - modern au - nsfw/smut

Sub!Aaravos x reader - overstimulation - nsfw/smut

Sub!Aaravos x reader - modern au! phone sex - nsfw/smut

Aaravos x afab!S/o on their period Hcs

Kim'dael

Kimdael General Romantic Hcs - sfw and nsfw

Knife Sex w Kim'dael in the Woods - nsfw/smut

Pls lmk if any links aren't working or if u have any issues!! feel free to send in reqs!!!! :)

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platinumrosetail · 4 months

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Thxs for responding!!

Could I request a Ethari x Runaan x Male reader?

Perhaps Reader could be immortal and get his head chopped off by someone, and ofc since he’s immortal he would just reattach it. I’m curious on how you think Runaan and Ethari would react to this!

(This is my first time ever requesting something, so I apologize if I did something wrong)

Ooooh, interesting and funny, also no you’re fine don’t worry 👍.

Characters: runaan, ethari.

Warning: noob author, male reader, mention of head getting chopped off, and others.

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You were the husband to tunaan and ethari, you didn’t know how you got in the relationship with the two as it just happened but you weren’t complaining at all as you love the two and they too love you the same as well

(I couldn’t think of how you three met as the fever I had recently kinda still fogged my head plus I didn’t really have any good ideas either 😅 sorry but hey yall can pick out how you three met I guess)

You were talking to some elves, at first they were on guard of you because you’re new/human (I didn’t know which species you wanted the reader so I tried to leave it optional 😅) but you were able to lower their guards and become friends with them.

The thing you were talking about was your adventures before settling down with runaan and ethari, and how you were immortal cause of a mishap on one of those adventures of yours.

The elves didn’t believe you and wanted you to give a demonstration on how you’re immortal by taking a weapon to the neck.

Ethari and runaan was coming to get you for supper only to see you getting your head chopped off like a criminal on a guillotine making them freak out on their comrades killing their husband for no reason that their aware of.

Though they were stopped dead in their tracks when your headless body got up went to your head and put it back where it rightfully belongs.

Ethari was stuttering and runaan was looking stunned, you had to explain that you became immortal and can reattach your limb if it was to be cut off after one of your adventures before you met them. You would’ve told them sooner but you kept on forgetting to, ethari scolded you for scaring him and runaan; who said he wasn’t scared but you two beg to differ, about you and to only do that when necessary which best be important and not to show people that your immortal.

(A/n: hope y’all like it!! I had a bit of a fever in the middle so I kinda couldn’t get to finish it until now so yea 😅. Anyway hope y’all have a wonderful day/evening/night!!)

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whoreiaki-kakyoin · 1 year

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18+ beneath the cut: bondage, dom/sub dynamics, inappropriate use of magic, no explicit sex but a healthy dose of elf cock 🤤 Reader is gender neutral with no specified anatomy! Minors, ageless blogs, and a.ntis, this one isn’t for you!

When you tell Aaravos you want to experiment with dom and sub dynamics, his mouth curls in a wicked smirk: the one you’ve grown to love for the jolt of electric, nervous anticipation it sends right through you. Every last nerve ending seems to spark to life when you see that sly, hungry expression and hear that soft, rumbling chuckle that tells you you’ve intrigued the startouch elf. You feel like something caught in a snare, a wide-eyed prey animal trying to quell its racing heart as you meet that predatory gaze.

It scares you. It thrills you. You crave it. So when Aaravos seems so amused, so pleased as you bare your desires to him… you feel like you’ve already made the right decision.

One thing you hadn’t counted on, which you should have from the start, was that asking a powerful mage to be your dom meant he would have far more than simple laymen’s tools to tease you with. Truthfully, you knew that Aaravos couldn’t say no to you if you would ask for something specific, simple toys or cuffs or a flogger… but you hadn’t realized just how much you’d love the power he could exert over you with his magic.

The first time he conjures magical bonds around your wrists, the sound that leaves your lips is shameless: half gasp of surprise, half eager, wanting moan as you discover something you never knew you needed. You’re rewarded with that low, silken chuckle, and your face flushes with heat as you look up at Aaravos. He seems to relish in the display before him as you wriggle against the bed, not resisting so much as taking in the feeling, laying exposed on your back with your arms bound above your head.

“My, my…” your lover croons. “What a delightful picture. Do you enjoy being so vulnerable for me, dearest?” You whimper out a small, breathy sound. He’s gorgeous as always as he peers down at you, silver-white hair spilling over his shoulders as the stars on his skin glimmer faintly.

“Fuck… yes, Aaravos!” You find yourself melting easily into your role, leaning into his touch as he cups your face, skimming his thumb over your cheekbone.

“So eager.” You’d like to say he doesn’t know the half of it, but Aaravos always knows. Even with no magic at all, he can see right through you, knowing the way your heart races and head swims as you find the delicious haze of subspace starting to slip over you.

“Please…”

“Please, what? Hm? My sweet, I can’t know what you want if you don’t tell me with your words.” You whine again softly, wanting to tell him that of course he knows… but you look up at him with pleading eyes.

“Touch me, Aaravos. I need you.” You close your eyes as you whisper the next part. “I need to be yours.” A warm hand tilts your chin up, ever so gently.

“Look at me, little star.” You open your eyes, meeting his gaze. “Good,” he whispers, and another chill races down your spine at the praise. “Mm, yes, I know… You enjoy being good for me, don’t you?”

He kisses your forehead softly. Tenderly. Letting his lips linger as you melt for him once again.

“Now, my pet.” You gasp again as some unseeable force binds your ankles, leaving you spread eagle against the sheets. You can’t tear your eyes away from Aaravos’s mischievous grin. “You want to be all mine?” You nod eagerly.

“Yes!”

“You want me to show you…” He trails a hand down your body, the touch agonizingly slow and feather-light. “who you belong to, don’t you?”

“Yes, Aaravos!” He meets your eyes again, smiling, and you can see the ardent devotion and love in his eyes despite his teasing.

“Ah, my little star,” he croons, leaning in to kiss you softly. He chuckles, exhaling out a soft, satisfied noise as he straddles you, one hand languidly stroking his cock as he looks you over. You bite back a groan at the sight of him, thick and flushed—his cock is mapped with stars like the rest of him is, the tip flushed a deeper, inky, night-sky blue as it weeps an almost luminescent precum. You eye its slight curve hungrily, feeling heat grow and pool between your legs. Aaravos simply smiles, that same wolfish smile you love so dearly, and leans in to whisper in your ear.

“You are, and will always be, mine. For all eternity.”

#laur’s writing #the dragon prince smut #the dragon prince x reader #aaravos x reader #Aaravos smut #osha keep scrolling #Aaravos 🖋✨

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