#ratld prompt

[shy-peacock]

'' it's just a scratch. i'll be fine. ''

It was, in fact, much more severe than a scratch and medical attention is necessary

This went a turn. I am also exhausted so (*throws*) do what you want with this XD Rated T for mild violence and tooth-rotting cute fluff I guess? No beta/edit and you have to talk to my lawyer if you want me to proof. (also I think this idea has been done before... ;_; so sorry if the plot is overused!)

Raya knew the sting of betrayal.

She knew what it felt like, what it looked like when the shock settles in and that sinking feeling forms right in your gut. The icy waters that slide through your veins, giving you the sensation that every inch of you has gone numb.

Raya felt it before and she grew from it. 

There’s a healing property to knowing this pain is in the past. Time truly heals all wounds, a bad memory that Raya only visits from time to time during moments of great stress or the occasional bad dream. Being friends with Namaari helps soothe the leftover aches, getting this second chance to form new memories with the one who had hurt her the most these last six years.

Raya was a child when this happened, now she’s an adult.

But Namaari’s grief is now, she’s at the moment where Raya was over six years ago.

And despite everything Raya’s learned, the process in which she’s come out stronger than ever on the other side of all of this….she has no idea how to help her.

The soldier was an important asset to Fang, Raya barely knew her. She was a face in the crowd to Raya, a diligent subordinate who accompanied Namaari all those years of chasing her down. But to Namaari she was someone of great importance, even if she wouldn’t admit it. Raya could see the pain in her eyes as she turned away, the news being delivered before her Chief Virana and Namaari as they were meant to be entertaining Raya and her Ba. A simple afternoon of friendly banter and catching up over the weeks that had come to pass. Now turned sour, when the news came that a traitor was in their midst.

“Chief Virana!” General Atitaya hastily called, rushing up to the four of them in a manner that Raya knew had to be of the utmost importance. This woman, high in rank, always wearing an air of dignity to her. Never one to rush, panic, or daring to intrude on their time together unless it was incredibly important. “We’ve found the traitor…our sources say she’s fled North.” Atitaya quickly said, “we must act now.”

Raya didn’t realize Fang was searching for a traitor, another thing she hadn’t known that Princess was handling. Neither Virana nor Namaari seeming surprised by the allegation, only determined to stop them before they were gone with the wind. Despite knowing nothing, both Raya and her Ba insisted on helping all the same. A quick update of the traitor’s appearance was all they had time to explain before everyone was on the move.

Benja went South should the woman catch wind of Fang’s intention to chase her down, while Virana and Namaari went North. Plenty had made their way West in hopes of cutting her off while the General enlisted Raya to tag along with her to patrol the East. Atitaya came to her and insisted they divide the strengths and weaknesses up so as to stand a better chance. Raya swallowed back the decision despite the fact she would have preferred to go with Namaari out of anyone. Going to her just before she rushed away. 

“Be safe, okay?” Raya asked her, feeling both utterly ridiculous for worrying and yet an uncontrollable urge to say so anyways. A relief finding her when Namaari took a moment to pause, smiling at her affectionately as she placed her hands on each side of her shoulders.

“You as well.” she replied, genuinely.

Both looking as if they wanted to sat more, but choosing to set it aside for the time being. Knowing they had all the time in the world to have the talk about what had happened.

They split up and for the first time in all of her time knowing Atitaya, she was alone with the woman. Racing on foot to the Eastern lands outside of Fang. Silent, watching the horizon, looking for any sign of the traitor.

~~~~

The traitor got away, much to Namaari’s annoyance. 

Despite the dragons’ return, Kumandra was new and on shaky grounds. 

A rebellion had picked up, growing in numbers as of late. A group of individuals who wanted to keep the lands divided despite the good work Raya and the others had put into it. Despite the dragons returning as well, who wanted peace amongst the humans just as so. The group being a sort of anti-dragon, anti-kumandra brigade arising from the ashes that used to be the near-destruction of their people. 

None of which made any sense to Namaari. 

The lands could be united, people could be happy!

Yet the rebellion grew anyways.

And the worst of it all was that it had seemingly begun in Fang. Maybe not the first member or the first meeting of the new rebellion, but certainly the first major incident where they made themselves known to the world. Making Namaari feel as though she had to personally put an end to it first. Fang already had a history of being the ones at fault for the Druuns return, the last thing Fang needed was another stain on their record.

As her Mother gathered the scouts for further discussion on the matter, including Benja who was eager to help, it dawned on Namaari that Raya was not amongst the group who had returned. The others had gathered at the gates, including Atitaya who was right at Chief Virana’s side, yet Raya was nowhere to be seen. Her confusion rising when not a soul seemed to notice but her.

“Chief…Benja…” Namaari called to him, stopping the man as he walked after her Mother, “Have…um..you-..” 

“Seen Raya?” He asked, knowingly.

Namaari felt her face heat up.

“Y-yes…Chief Benja..”

“Atitaya said she was exhausted after the mission and went to her quarters for the evening.” he explained, “I was just thinking I’d check on her, but if you could-..”

“Yes, I’ll do that.” Namaari quickly said, trying not to sound too eager.

The man smiling at her giving her a small nod before he turned and followed after Virana to the meeting room. Leaving Namaari alone to fetch Raya, hoping she hadn’t already fallen asleep. 

Looking back, it should have struck her as odd. Raya…sleepy? After one mission? Namaari had always known Raya to be a bundle of energy, even when she was absolutely exhausted. But the day had indeed been tiring and even Namaari felt the strain of the events that had interrupted their day, not giving the comment another thought. Not until she was at the door to Raya’s guest quarters, knocking until she chanced opening it just to see she was there. Finding that Raya was not in her room at all.

Odd-...again.

So Namaari wandered the grounds looking for her, growing a bit more curious now as to where the woman of Heart could be. Thinking it had been a ruse to get away from Atitaya or the situation, choosing to lie to get space from the others. Something Raya did from time to time when she was overwhelmed with the new ‘noise’ of being back amongst people.

Searching.

Looking. 

Concerned.

Namaari had circled back through the halls twice and now skimmed the outer sections of her home when she debated going to the gates of Fang themselves. Barely getting down the long steps before she at last saw Raya, red cloak and all, walking towards her. Coming from the gates, starting up the first steps while Namaari descended them. A playful smirk on her lips as she looked down at the missing Princess, now found!

“Well, well, well-..” Namaari began, teasing her as she got closer, “do you have any idea how long I’ve been looking for you, dep la?”

Raya’s head bent, saying nothing as she walked up. 

Namaari scoffed, thinking she was being shy.

“What-...cat got your-..?”

It was then that Namaari saw it. The hobble in her step, the way her body was beginning to bend to to the left. Slow, awkward, as if she were trying to avoid using her leg to the right over the left one. Her head began to sink forward, her straw hat slipping off before Namaari realized she was falling forward. The Princess of Fang’s reaction fast, practically flying down the steps just in time to catch her. The two falling back awkwardly on the steps, Namaari taking the brunt of the blow as she held Raya close. Seeing then how pale her face was, her skin wet and clammy, trembling like a leaf.

“Raya!” Namaari cried, trying to maneuver her in her arms, “what-...what happened-..what-?!”

She paused, her hand pressing against wetness on her side. Warm, pooling, and when she drew back her arm she saw dark blood coating her fingers. A quick inspection seeing a gash right at her hip.

She’d been stabbed.

“HELP!” Namaari called, alerting the guards at the top of the steps, “send for the healers..she’s injured- now!”

They raced away, but not before they got a good look at who was in Namaari’s arms, a panic arising from both guards as they realized it was Raya. Knowing the importance of her title, shouting out then for aid. Their voices echoing so loud it felt as though it was ringing right in Namaari’s ears instead of far away. 

But her only focus was that of Raya, of keeping her awake. 

Trying to find answers. 

“Raya, who did this to you!?” Namaari gasped, her anger peaking as she held her tightly to her. 

The Princess of Heart could barely keep her eyes open, her entire body dirty from the dust of the earth with rips and tears from her clothes and skin. Clearly she had been in a fight for her life, the final blow being dealt to her right at her side. A fatal hit, yet Raya was hanging on as best she could. Trying to survive.

“Don’t…worry..” she heaved, a weak smile filling her lips, “it’s just a scratch..”

“Raya-..” she couldn’t help but laugh bitterly, “what happened…?”

“I just..got..scratched..” Raya repeated, losing focus, “I’m fi..ne..”

The healers, the guards, Benja…everyone was coming. They were racing down the steps, their voices so loud and yet so distant as Namaari could only focus on Raya. On her face, on her smile as she lifted her hand up and grazed her cheek with her thumb. Trying to console her, as if Namaari was the one who was in pain and not her, Namaari taking her hand then and pressing a kiss into it. Her eyes locked onto Raya’s, knowing she didn’t have much time. Wanting to reiterate the importance of what she wanted from her. 

“Raya..look at me..”

Raya blinked, her eyes glossed over.

“Look at me..” Namaari said again.

Her breathing was shallow, yet she took the last of her energy to turn her head towards Namaari. Looking, focused on her now, listening to what she said.

“Who..did..this..to you…”

Raya’s fingers tugged against her skin, indicating she wanted her to come closer. Namaari bent and she felt Raya’s lips touch her ear as she uttered the name of the person who had harmed her. And when Raya was carried away from her, Namaari stood there in her silence. Covered in Raya’s blood, unsure if she would be dead in the next coming hours or not. Knowing though that she had no intentions of letting the traitor get away with what they had done to her.

~~~~~~~

Raya had no idea how much time had passed since she had passed out to when she just had awoken, but she knew it had to have been at least a day or so. For she remembered the sun was falling out of the sky when she had finally managed to drag herself back to Fang and into Namaari’s arms. Now it was day, she was in bed, and her body felt like she had gone to hell and come back again.

Getting stabbed was-...not fun. 

Not that Raya expected it to be. But maybe she didn’t expect it to be THAT painful. Used to dodging and getting tiny little nicks and scrapes over a full pierce to the gut. Clearly Fang’s healers were top-quality as she barely felt the sting at her side anymore, just the dull ache of being bedridden for God knows how long. Her body heavy as she sat up, eager to move, until she realized someone was resting on top of her.

Not entirely ‘on’ her but more on her lap. Namaari, her head resting there at her side. Exhausted looking, very scrunched up and tight as she had her arms folded underneath her and her back bent in an uncomfortable way as she was half in a seat at the side of her bed and half in the bed with her. Given any other circumstances, Raya might have laughed. Really laugh. But, she settled for a sore-filled chuckle as she watched the Princess of Fang sleep at her side. Brushing her hair back, until she jolted awake from what she assumed was a bad dream.

She looked at Raya with a confused, dreary sort of look until her brain caught up and she realized she was awake. Her eyes lighting up, a relief in her voice as she sat up.

“Raya..you’re okay..?” she half asked, half said. 

Eager to see her moving, smiling, being awake at her side. 

“Yeah-...are you though?” Raya joked, pointing out how she slowly moved now. Sore from the odd position she had fallen asleep in.

Namaari grimaced, “I’m decent-”

Raya smiled, patting the spot at her side.

“Come up here with me.” 

Namaari obliged and when she was at last comfortable by her side, Raya wasted no time in cuddling closer to her. Wanting to feel her hug, to hear the way her breath moved in and out of her body, heart beating and the warmth of her skin. Namaari took that as an invitation to do the same, the silent acknowledgment of Raya nearly lost her life giving them that go to be affectionate with one another. A line that had been crossed before, sure, but not like this. Not where they both were gratefully and carefully holding the other. Melting into the embrace, savoring it until-

“What will become of her-..” Raya asked.

Both knowing who ‘her’ was.

Atitaya.

She caught Raya off guard, which is how she was able to take her down and deliver the fatal blow to her hip. Taking Raya out that way under the guise that she needed her strength, neither she nor Namaari or Virana had any clue she was the traitor. A devoted General of Fang’s for years, a focused soldier back when Namaari was just a child. 

She had nearly tricked them all. Placed a false blame on a different lower-ranking soldier who, on her end, she had made a promise to hide. Sending her off in one direction while she took Raya in the other, attacking her and seemingly killing her. Returning to Fang with the story that she and Raya parted at her room, knowing that Raya was out in the wilds bleeding out. Undoubtedly she would have died if not for her willpower. By the time someone would have found her, the story could easily have been warped to say someone else had kidnapped her or taken her out that way to die. 

Surely Atitaya would have found some way to paint herself innocent. Still, Raya could not help but feel guilt in it all. Knowing it was by her confession that Atitaya would now face her charges. Even if she was at fault, Raya hated knowing she had to be the one to tell Namaari and Chief Virana that their most trusted ally had betrayed them.

“She will face severe consequences for her actions..” Namaari said, her tone like venom, “despite being a traitor to Fang and all of the new Kumandra..what she did to you-..”

“Not with her life..” Raya spoke.

“She should-” Namaari huffed, “she nearly killed you..”

“But I am alive..and she should have to live with the choices she’s made.”

Namaari huffed again, a mixture of bitterness and amusement this time. 

“Then she will know she only lives because of your word.” Namaari stated, her words hanging in the air for a time. Until, softer now, she spoke, “Is there anything I can do for you..dep la..?”

Raya shook her head, cuddling closer.

“All I want right now is you…staying here with me, holding me just like this.” she stated, blissfully, “Until we both feel better.” 

“Both-?”

“Yes, both.” Raya reiterated, “I know she hurt you too…even if it wasn’t physically.”

She felt Namaari tense at that, clearly not thinking Raya could see that. But then, gradually, she relaxed and sunk into her once more. Giving into her affection easily, wanting to be with Raya just like this. Holding her until she felt better.

~~~~~~ BONUS SCENE~~~~~~~

Virana: and with that-..the punishment is settled. Atitaya, do you have anything to say to Namaari in regards to your traitorous and cruel actions.

Ati: Yeah-...all I'd like to say- Raya, you're jerky sucks and Namaari can do way better

Raya:......

Raya: I changed my mind, she can die.

Namaari: raya no-

#ratld #ratld hc #ratld prompt #rayamaari #rayaari #poor atitaya i made you evilllll <3 #raymaari

[animalgirl225]

Even healthy relationships have spats! Raya and Namaari are no different.

Rating: Teen and up

Summary: A few weeks after the turong attack, Raya visits Fang to meet Namaari as she returns from her first big outing since her shoulder injury. Unfortunately, things didn’t go quite according to plan.

#raya and the last dragon #raya and namaari #raya x namaari #rayamaari #raymaari #raya of heart #namaari of fang #ratld namaari #ratld raya #disney ratld #disney raya #lgbtq characters #wlw love #ao3fic #ao3 writer #ao3 link #femslash #sapphic #angst prompt

[adorascake]

was so excited when posted the kiss prompt list xD.

"unrequited love that is now requited, revealed through a kiss" preferably where it was raya who didn't feel the same at first. perhaps a best friends au?

all the best! xD

read the full fic on ao3

title: I love you, too.

rating: t

words: 13,612 (both parts combined)

summary:

“I love you,” she breathed, looking down at Raya softly. 

Raya’s fingers stiffened on Namaari’s arm. She turned her head to look at Namaari with a small, confused smile that bordered on a frown. “What?” -

or, one evening, namaari admits her true feelings to raya. shocked, raya turns her down, but in the hours and eventually months following it, she realizes she may have made a mistake, and isn't sure she can fix it.

snippet from the beginning:

Namaari’s friendship with Raya changed the day she admitted she was in love with her.

The lands were gathered in Spine to celebrate a festival that Spine had been throwing every year for centuries to welcome the spring season. Their spring was still far too cold for Namaari’s liking, having grown up in the dry heat of Fang, but it brought a smile to her face seeing the excitement and child-like joy in all of Spine’s people. They only got a few months of (what they considered to be) warm weather during the year, so it was an obvious reason for celebration.

The festivities went on for three days, full of music, dancing, friendly competitions, and countless Spine traditions. By the third day, Namaari was exhausted, to say the least. Her feet were sore from three days of dancing, the crevices of her skin were raw and itchy from her uncomfortable formal wear, her stomach was bloated from overeating, and her head was light from the alcohol she had been sipping all night.

It was beyond her how the people of Spine managed to still be full of energy well into the third evening after the sun had set. Perhaps it had something to do with the thick skin that Tong always claimed every Spine citizen was born with.

#this prompt has had a chokehold on me for weeks lol #raya and the last dragon #ratld #raya #namaari #rayamaari #rayaari #my writing #asks #ask fic

[miabellaholtz]

Me: *Should be finishing the WIP that is nearing completion because it’s been several hot minutes since its been updated*

Also me: *Saw writing prompt and immediately needed to complete it so throws everything else aside*

#ratld fanfic #raya and the last dragon #raya and namaari #the prompt is literally them #I had to do it #hopefully wil be finishing it by the weekend

[everyonesfavoritelesbowrites]

Out of all your works, which one would you choose as the filthiest/raunchiest? Love your works btw big fan

Honestly I don't feel like any of my works are that raunchy? The closest ones might be Birthday Sex or Just a 'lil bit? Maybe even the dragon strap on one in my RATLD October prompts? Overall I don't know though. Thank you though for the compliment! ❤️😊

#ratld #ask #rayamaari #raya #namaari #mine

[sapphic-yearning-lesbian]

*Once a* Villain

An AU where Namaari and Raya are parents.

Timeline: Late twenties or Early thirties

Warnings: None

A03

"Gia, Sinh! Bedtime," Raya exclaimed as she made up Gia's bed. The older of her two children.

Gia is six year old who closely resembles her Mama, Namaari. Which makes no biological sense as she was adopted from the heart district. Even so, her tiny face displays a broad nose and plump lips missing their cupid's bow; her skin the same pigments as her Mama. The only resemblance to her Mommy Raya is her long wavy brown hair. 

Sinh is their four-year-old. They resemble Raya almost exactly that many still believe Raya carried them to term. When in reality, they adopted them from the Fang district. The only resemblance to Namaari is their undercut, which wraps around their whole head, leaving some hair on top; their favorite way to style it is a top bun.

With a loud squeak, Gia ran into the room, jumping onto her bed; no sooner had Raya finished adjusting the sheets.

Namaari entered shortly after, making helicopter noises as Sinh sat on her shoulders; their arms extended outward as they were flying.

"Storytime," Gia exclaimed as she crawled under her sheets.

Raya nodded as she settled herself at the edge of the bed. Namaari taking a seat right beside her. 

Sinh now clinging to Maari's chest as if they were a koala. "How about the story of the princesses Nam and Ray?" Namaari questioned with a snicker; she knew this was their favorite bedtime story.

Raya only grinning as she shook her head to the side; they've been telling this story to their children for years, adding more information as they grew; and yet their children still had no idea they were the princesses of the tales. But how could they? To them, their parent's names were Mama and Mommy. 

Both the children nodded excitedly before Sinh buried themselves back into the crotch of Namaari's neck, Maari rubbing circles onto his back. "Once upon a time, the districts we know now as Fang, Heart, Spine, Talon, and Tail were separate lands," Raya spoke in a whimsical voice, "Lands that very much disliked each other, even so, one a day. The brave chief of the Heart asked all the other lands to come together for dinner. Hoping it could be the start of unity between the lands."

"He was wrong," Sinh sighed into his Mama's chest. 

"SHHHHH." Gia whisper-yelled as she pulled the sheets high above her torso, her eyes beaming in excitement.

"That day, all the lands come together only to argue with one another. Even so, the two princesses, Nam and Ray, connected so much that Nam gifted Raya---RAY her favorite necklace" Namaari shuttered, realizing she missed up, Raya elbowing her and snickering. Yet as Namaari glanced over at their children, they lucky hadn't caught her mix-up, so she continued. "Ray was so touched by this that she decided to trust Nam..."

Raya intertwined her fingers with Namaari's, knowing that this is always the most challenging part of the story for her. "Because Ray believed Nam was her friend, she trusted her with Heart's most sacred possession."

"THE DRAGON GEM," Gia yelped as she grasped onto the necklace around her neck. The same sisu necklace Namaari once gave Raya now sits around the neck of their daughter.

With Raya's free hand, she leaned over to her daughter, blooping her nose, "Correct my evening mist" Gia only giggled simultaneously Namaari squeezed her fingers, indicating she should continue. "So Ray took Nam to a hidden location that stored the dragon gem, only for Nam to betray her; setting off a firework that led everyone to the secret location...This betrayal making Ray so anger with Nam; that she made her the villain of her life." Raya looked back at her wife, who was already looking at her, the guilt still prominent years after she corrected her mistake.

Namaari cleared her throat, pushing away her feelings so that the kids couldn't pick up on them. "After the rest of the lands found the dragon gem, all their fighting led to the breaking of it; releasing the--"

"Druune," Sinh whimpered as they finally pulled away from their Mama's chest. Namaari nodding yes.

"The only thing powerful enough to stop the druune was the gem, so each land took a broken piece, running towards the water; a repeller of the druune," Sinh yawned as they laid their-self face down across both their mother's laps. Raya running her fingers through their hair while Namaari continued to rub circles onto their back. "After Nam's betrayal, everyone from Heart, besides Ray, was turned to stone--Sealing the Fang sector as the villains; most specifically Nam."

---

"Even after Nam betrayed Raya several times, Ray still gave Nam a final chance to make everything right by giving her what she once tried to steal...the dragon gem even if that action turned her to stone," Raya finished before yawning. 

Raya was now laying beside Gia, running her fingers through her hair, while Namaari had left minutes ago to put Sinh to bed as they had fallen asleep.

"And something happened within Nam when she saw Ray turn to stone. She no longer wanted to be a villain--She never did!! Nam just wanted to do what she believed was best--" Ray closed her eyes, letting herself relax into the mattress, her head leaning against her daughters. 

"Mama realized she loved you...so she rebuilt the gem...hoping to fix what she broke," Gia whispered as the story finally clicked in her mind. Raya's eyes opening rapidly from the shock of her daughter's intuitive mind. Quickly looking over at her, while Gia was already staring at her with a smile. "Mama said, Raya."

"My mistake," Namaari admitted; she had been standing at the door leaning against its framing just listening to the end of the story. "Should have known nothing gets past you!" She exclaimed, smiling widely, as she wiggled her fingers, running towards the bed.

"OHH NO, YOU DON'T," Raya squealed as she covered her ribcage with her arms, trying to avoid Namaari's hands.

Once reaching the bed, Namaari began tickling the most important females in her life. The room full of giggles, grunts, chuckling, Raya's swearing, and overall joy.

And to Gia, her Mama will never be a villain, just the person who makes her laugh so hard she pees herself a little. 

—

#I actually wanted to write so much more #but I wanted to keep it short #ratld October #day 4 #ratld prompt #ratld #ratld incorrect quotes #ratld au #ratld Namaari #ratld raya #raya and the last dragon #disney raya #Disney Namaari #raya x namaari #Namaari x Raya #raya namaari #namaari raya #Namaari and Raya #raya and namaari #rayamaari #raymaari #rayaari #namaari #raya

[theblackswanuniverse]

how do you think Benja/Virana would react the first time Raya and Namaari are sparring after saving the world? everyone would be like "oh no, this is bad. why are they fighting?!" and just panic, but they are just doing it for fun!

Hi, thanks for the prompt, this is a bit short but could possibly have a sequel, let me know if you’d want one... hope its satisfying!

But I miss screaming and fighting

Raya and Namaari had both been raised to be fighters first, leader of their respective homelands second.

Benja made sure her daughter became the best Guardian of the Dragon Gem Heart had ever seen, good enough to beat her father who was considered one of the best in all of Kumandra.

He taught her to fight defensibly, to protect herself first and foremost, and to always give her opponent a chance to surrender. The people of Heart were proud and compassionate, but they weren’t warriors nor mercenaries.

Chief Benja was an excellent fighter, but he only enjoyed it when it was on a training field.

On the other hand, Chief Virana was adamant on giving her daughter the most strict and demanding training possible, wanting Namaari to become both a strong and ruthless warrior and a strong diplomat. The people of Fang respected the power of a skilful sword as much as they did a cunning mind.

Virana taught her daughter to always be the first one to strike while being three steps ahead your adversary and an exit plan in case you’d need it, and she grew up to make her proud. Namaari truly melded herself to be the leader her mother wanted her to be.

And yet, every leader has flaw – a visible weakness they had to contain and push against – and Virana knew her daughter was too emotional, too prone to act in instinct, especially when it came to the Heart Princess.

After the Druun were blasted away and the dragons came back, the four land of Fang, Talon, Tail and Spine felt it was fitting for their first delegation as Kumandra to be in Heart, fitting that where it all fell apart six years before would also be where they would try to build a better world, united this time.

This is why, after the initial celebratory lunch and dances, the Chiefs were all quite surprised to see the two Princesses fighting on the Heart bridge, especially Chief Benja and Chief Virana, who rushed to reach them, worried for their respective daughters.

The stupor slowly became amusement when they heard the loud and infectious sound of Raya’s laugh, positioned on top of her opponent, an eskrima stick on the girl’s throat.

“I think I win, Undercut” a smirk was visible on the shorter girl’s face, who quickly put down her eskrima stick and held a hand out for Namaari to take.

Raya was suddenly on the ground, back touching the cold stone and a warm body pressed on top of her.

“You’re down, dep la.” The whisper was incredibly close to her face, painting breath grazing her ear, and Raya was beginning to feel her cheeks burning. “You should never let your guard down”

“That was…cheating” was the only response the Heart Princess came up with, and she knew it was weak.

“Off the ground, the two of you” those acted like pouring cold water for both of them, Namaari helping Raya get up to face an incredibly stern Chief Virana.

“Care to explain why you two were fighting like children in a day of celebration?”. The Fang Chief’s voice was always calm and collected under any circumstance, and that was part of the many reasons Raya found her very frighting.

“We were…bored?” offered the Heart Princess, which knew it was likely the wrong thing to say but couldn’t think of a better excuse. Raya could see her Ba beside Chief Virana with an extremely amused expression on his face.

“It was my fault, mother. I started it; Princess Raya didn’t have any choice but to defend herself”.

Raya couldn’t help the snort that came out of her mouth, changing it into a not so believable cough when Chief Virana moved her gaze from her daughter on her.

It was obviously her fault; she was starting to feel a bit claustrophobic after having spent the entire morning in her tight blue ao dai attempting to strike a conversation with the Chief leaders and slightly embarrassing herself as a result. Namaari jokingly teased her by saying she was definitely more suited on the battlefield, and Raya basically dragged her former enemy to her room, quickly changing out of their formal wear and leaving the palace to spar without anyone noticing.

“If we are going to learn anything by the daily strive that will be Kumandra, it’s to trust not to hurt one another” Chief Benja stepped in, putting a hand on her daughter’s shoulder, the other on a very confused Namaari.

“I say, Chief Virana, that if our daughters feel truly safe with one another to fight just for the fun of it, our future is in good hands. Don’t you agree?”

Namaari looked at her mother, silently hoping she wouldn’t have to deal with an insanely amount of paperwork tomorrow as punishment for her actions.

“Our daughters are the future of Kumandra, that is true.”

Both of them breathed in relief while looking at each other. Chief Virana stepped forward to face the Heart Princess, a wavering expression painted on her face.

“Just…don’t hurt my daughter, Princess Raya. She is the only one I have”

Raya had a strong feeling Chief Virana wasn’t talking about physical pain.

#raya and the last dragon #ratld #ratld fanfic #rayaari #raya and namaari #ratld prompt #send me a prompt if you want

[thedragonnerd]

Rayaari headcanon - mothering moments with Virana learning to accept Raya

(inspired by this lovely anon)

Virana admittedly struggles to like Raya at first, the girl that has stolen Namaari's heart. Raya is the Princess of a land that historically has not been on the friendliest terms with Fang. Furthermore, she can remember the showdown in Heart all those years ago, when the Gem broke, and she remains suspicious that the young girl who was so impacted by that moment could now be so forgiving - of Namaari, of herself, and of Fang.

Raya also struggles to like Virana at first, although she refuses to say as much out loud. Namaari has never once placed blame of That Night on anyone except for herself, but Raya is mature enough now to recognize that a twelve year old was unlikely to be the mastermind behind the Gem theft, as well as smart enough to know exactly who was the likely instigator. She sees Virana for who she is, or so she thinks - a cold and calculating leader, who will stop at nothing to defend her people, everyone else be damned.

But Namaari...Namaari loves her mother with all her heart. Raya can see it in the way she smiles at Virana whenever the Chief says something encouraging, in the way she still seeks her mother out for an embrace sometimes after a long day, in a thousand small ways that remind her how Virana is all Namaari has left for family, just like her and Ba only have each other.

However, Raya is missing one thing...Namaari also loves her, although she has yet to say those exact three words. Virana can see it in the way she lights up whenever Raya enters the room, in the way she tries to make everything perfect for Raya's visits to Fang each time, in the way she can't stop talking to Raya or about Raya, and the thousands of words Virana has to hear about The Amazing Raya.

The first few visits where they all spend time together, Namaari is clearly a bundle of nerves. Her shoulders are tense, her gaze flicking back and forth between Raya and Virana, as if expecting things to implode at any moment even as they feast on congee.

Raya and Virana come to the same realization at the same time: Namaari wants them to get along, because they are the two most important people in her life. And so, a silent truce is born, built upon knowing glances and sometimes narrowed eyes. Namaari doesn't notice; she's too busy enjoying the fact that Virana and Raya remain perfectly civil through all their discussions.

This tense but "civil" relationship could have gone on indefinitely, neither being willing to evolve it into something more. But then, Namaari falls ill.

It starts off fairly innocuously, with Namaari simply feeling more fatigued and losing her appetite. But by the next morning, Raya can't wake her, and when she presses the back of her hand to Namaari's forehead, it is burning up.

At first, Virana and Raya sit in silence by her bed, whilst the doctors flit in and out of the room, prescribing different medications and treatments. As night falls, and Namaari's condition remains unchanged, they settle in for the long haul, unwilling to leave her.

Some time after midnight, Virana extends a peace offering, by way of words. 'She was so small as a child,' she says quietly, eyes still fixed on her daughter. 'And so often sickly, not helped by the food shortage at the time. She's been strong for so long, I had almost forgotten what this feels like.'

Raya can't help but lean slightly towards the older woman, sensing the pain in her words. It's a shared pain, but she tries to alleviate the moment by adding 'I bet she was also a troublemaker as a child too though, right?'

Virana laughs shakily, and agrees. 'Although no more so than she is now, when you and she go off on adventures together.' Raya can't help but smile at this thought too, and they spend the rest of the night quietly reminiscing about some of the different ways Namaari has managed to get herself into trouble.

When Namaari awakens three days later, it is to her mother and her girlfriend both leaning over the bed and smiling at her.

After that incident, it's impossible to go back to the icy relationship they had before. Raya catches herself exchanging silent gestures with Virana sometimes, but now it is in full view of Namaari, and usually along the lines of 'can you believe the ridiculousness of what your daughter is saying?' or 'She's your girlfriend - make sure she takes a break and stops working today'.

Namaari always narrows her eyes at this, unsure how thrilled she is at her Ma and Raya ganging up on her now.

Sometimes, although Raya would never admit it, she feels a small spark of jealousy when she sees Namaari and Virana together. She loves her Ba deeply, but there are days where the loss of her mother sends a spark of sadness through her. She was so young when her Ma died that she has barely any memories, but she has a sense of longing over the idea that she could receive advice or a loving hug from a mother figure.

Fang hosts a large celebration a year after the defeat of the Druun, as a way to bring all the lands together and also to offer a hand of diplomatic friendship to those who are still unsure of their intentions. Raya will be representing Heart for the evening, but since she's being staying in Fang for the last fortnight, she is preparing for the evening in Namaari's room.

Namaari is busy getting her own formal outfit on, when Raya for some reason unbeknownst even to herself begins to have a meltdown in front of the mirror over her hair. She wants to look every inch the important Princess tonight, both for her Ba and Namaari, but also to intimidate all the political dignitaries who still doubt her ability to help lead her own country. Yet, it is the one day where her hair refuses to cooperate, and she's embarrassed to feel hot tears of frustration leak down her cheeks.

'Are you alright?' Virana's voice interrupts her internal spiral. Raya tries to hide her face quickly, ducking her head and mumbling quietly about being absolutely fine.

Then there are soft hands cupping her cheeks, and thumbs wiping away her tears with the practiced strokes of a mother used to comforting her own daughter.

'Come on, let's get this sorted,' Virana's voice is no-nonsense, but her movements are gentle as she pulls the comb out of Raya's hand and begins to brush her hair.

She hums as she works, expertly twisting Raya's hair into a beautiful style and pinning it place so it will last the full evening, including through dancing. When she's done, she places both hands on Raya's shoulders, and smiles at her reflection in the mirror. 'Beautiful,' she says, just as Namaari returns from her own preparations, and echoes her mother's thoughts.

Several years later, Raya asks Virana to recreate that same hairstyle - this time, for her wedding to Namaari.

#rayaari #raya and the last dragon #ratld #raya #namaari #virana #raya x namaari #raymaari #i didn't plan for this to be on mother's day #or at least for the US #it isn't mother's day here for me #but i guess happy accident that this prompt was next in line #Virana is a complex character #I love exploring her thoughts

[faithfulwarrior-og]

Prompt request from @isitbussinjanelle (sorry it took a while lol hope you like it!)

And now, Officer Namaari pulls over Raya and Sisu:

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Raya slams her hands on the steering wheel and lets out a stream of obscenities.

Sisu sighs. “Okay let’s calm down... it’ll be fine.”

Raya looks over her shoulder at the flashing lights. “It is NOT gonna be fiii...” she trails off and her jaw drops as a tall, gorgeous woman with dark, short hair and piercing eyes steps out of the car. “Fine. Wow. Yeah it’s fine alright. Everything's fine. Y’know Sisu, I think today’s gonna be a great day, actually.”

“What are you-?” Sisu looks. “Oh no. Oh spirits I hate it here.”

Raya pops a mint into her mouth. “Don't worry, I got this.”

Sisu snatches the mint container away. “Just calm down and put your hands on the steering wheel for goodness sake!”

The officer walks up and knocks twice on the window with a knuckle.

Raya rolls it down. “Hello, Officer.”

The woman’s brow is set. “Do you know how fast you were going?”

Raya leans her arm on the window. “I don’t, but I’m glad it was enough to get me pulled over if it means I got to meet you.”

The officer blinks. “You were going sixty. Speed limit’s forty-five.”

Raya purses her lips. “Uh-huh. Okay but like you’re gorgeous.” Raya hears Sisu slap herself in the face but ignores it.

The officer huffs. “Ma’am, please let me see your license and registration.”

Raya leans over to get it out of the glove box but Sisu smacks her arm with the documents, having already retrieved them for her.

Raya thanks her, then turns back to the officer. “I suppose, since you said please.”

The officer takes the documents firmly out of her hand. “Ma’am are you trying to get a ticket?”

Raya smirks at her. “I’m trying to get your name, but I would not complain if you gave me your number too.”

The officer is visibly agitated at this point. She glances at the license again. “Ms. Hart. I would appreciate it if you would remain respectful.”

Raya eyes her up and down. “Oh you have my full respect, Officer.” Sisu has slumped forward with her head in her hands. “I just feel like you get to know my name, but I don't get to know yours and it doesn’t seem fair.”

The woman smiles tightly. “It also isn’t fair that you were going twenty miles over the speed limit. Let’s get to your ticket then, shall we?”

Raya shrugs and leans back. “Whatever you say, dep la. Can’t blame a girl for trying.”

The officer huffs again, a blush creeping up her neck at the nickname. “Namaari. It’s Namaari. Now-”

“Namaari... that is a beautiful name.”

“Ms. Hart--” Namaari leans her forearm against the doorframe in annoyance until Raya mumbles “hot,” then she rolls her eyes and decides to cross her arms over her chest instead. 

Raya coughs. “Still hot.”

She uncrosses her arms. “Ms. Hart may I remind you to please keep things professional. I’m going to go check up on this,” she holds up the documents, “and then I’ll be back.”

“Real quick, before you go, if I keep flirting with you does that mean you’ll have to handcuff me?”

Namaari blinks and her jaw drops. She quickly shuts it. “What?”

Raya leans forward against the window again. “Cuz if you want to, I'd totally be into it.”

Sisu smacks her. “Raya!”

Namaari shakes her head at the horizon, dumbfounded. “I cannot believe this is how my day is going.”

“Right? I feel that,” Raya says. “But you gotta keep things interesting. What’s say we skip this whole thing and you and I go get a drink instead, huh?”

Namaari pinches the bridge of her nose.

Raya quirks an eyebrow. “I know you’re thinkin’ about it. And just for the record, I know what I’m doing in bed--”

“Raya!!” Another smack from Sisu.

Namaari holds up her hand. “Okay, enough. You know what? You’re free to go.”

Raya sits back in her seat. “Awwww. I knew that grumpy face was just a façade. You know, your ears are pretty red... does this mean I’m doing something right? Cuz I’ll give you my number--”

Namaari is flustered on so many levels. “No, Ms. Hart. I do not want your number. But you are free to go before I change my mind about that ticket. Good afternoon.”

Sisu sighs in relief as Namaari walks back to her car.

Meanwhile Raya holds her arms out the window and yells, “You sure you don't want to change your mind about the cuffs??”

Namaari pulls open her car door with an even stare at Raya’s flirtatious one. “Goodbye Ms. Hart.”

Raya falls onto Sisu’s lap. “I’m in love.”

“Shut up and drive! Great spirits you are so ridiculous--”

“I think she’s into it.”

“She was definitely just doing her job.”

“I think I skip class tomorrow and stop by the police station instead.”

“Raya no--”

#hehe #this was fun to write #officer namaari could get it #rayaari #rayamaari #raymaari #ratld #ratld incorrect #ratld incorrect quotes #raya and the last dragon #raya #namaari #sisu #disney #raya x namaari #raya and namaari #raya and the last dragon incorrect quotes #prompt #officer namaari #ficlet #fic #ratld fic

[isitbussinjanelle]

A Fanfic idea that I might write about..

After the druun-apocalypse, life had to get back to normal for Raya some how. This meant that she had to go back to doing princess things for Heart, and occasionally for other lands, since they became kumandra once more. In Heart, every child of the Chief must have a personal trainer(like how Namaari may have general Atitaya). Someone who can train them to be an elite fighter. Raya’s trainer (I haven’t decided on gender yet) begins to catch feelings for her, especially because they’re together 75% of the time. Namaari notices and is NOT amused. The trainer however, soon picks up on subtle looks that Namaari would give Raya when she would visit Heart, and realizes that they weren’t the only one with their eye on Raya. This leads to the trainer challenging Namaari for Raya’s hand.

(I apologize if this idea may have already been used, I don’t think it has been though, but let me know.)

#jealous Namaari #rayaari fanfic #rayaari #rayamaari #raya and the last dragon #raya #namaari #anonymous trainer #boy or girl?? #ratld #raya fanfic #fan fic ideas #prompt #canon ratld #canon??? #raya x namaari #Raya and Namaari #namaari and raya #Beach Duty #Just wanna please you

[raointean]

RatLD Prompt 2

Some time during her travels, Raya gets pregnant. Maybe it was a boyfriend who broke her heart (and contributed to her trust issues), maybe it was a one night stand, maybe she was captured, who knows?

Anyway, she has a son and, because she’s soooo good with kids, she names him Nhan (Vietnamese name meaning “person”).

One day, when Nhan is about 1 1/2 to 2ish, he wanders off while Raya is otherwise occupied. Raya realizes that he’s gone after about a minute of quiet and runs off to find him.

She sees him and then almost immediately afterwards, sees a druun bearing down on him. She gets the gem out and runs as fast as she can, but she’s just a second too late. Her son is gone.

She stays there and mourns for days but eventually she has to move on.

Not much changes during the movie. She doesn’t mention Nhan because the pain is still too near to her heart and she refuses to trust anyone enough to help her through it.

Even though she tries to compartmentalize and shove the pain away, Nhan still influences almost every decision she makes. She takes on Noi because she reminds Raya so much of her own child. She’s still not good with kids, but she loves them to death.

She ends up actually trusting Tong somewhat because she knows what it’s like to lose a child and to be alone. She doesn’t tell Tong about Nhan, but he has some vague suspicions.

At the end of the movie, as soon as she realizes people have been de-stoned (bad wording, I know but...), she goes into a flat out run towards where Nhan was frozen. Tuk-tuk figures out where she’s trying to go and rolls up beside her. She hops on and they roll as fast as possible.

In the meantime, her new friends are trying to figure out what’s come over her. At first they think that she’s going to see her Ba until Namaari points out that she’s going in the wrong direction.

Namaari then, tentatively brings up a rumor she had heard a few years back; that the Heart Chief was with child. She had dismissed it at the time because she hadn’t seen any evidence. Tong agrees that that would explain a lot.

After half an hour’s hard roll, Raya finally reaches the area where it all went down. She gets off of Tuk-tuk and calls for Nhan. She runs around calling him until finally, she hears a child crying.

(Of course he’s crying! The last thing he remembers is his mother’s terrified face and then getting consumed by a druun. The next thing he knows, he’s all alone.)

Raya runs to him as fast as physically possible and scoops him into her arms. She reassures him that he’s alright and that she’s not going anywhere.

After a few minutes, he cries himself to sleep. Raya, now finally, mostly, out of raging mama bear mode, thinks about her next move. She makes a sling out of her cloak and gets back on Tuk-tuk. They head toward the bridge at a somewhat-less-than-breakneck speed.

When they get there, no one’s on the bridge. Raya panics and runs toward the palace. She bursts in and frantically asks the nearest person if they’ve seen Chief Benja. The person tries to calm her down first (probably because she’s obviously in the midst of a panic attack) but that doesn’t help so they just tell her that he’s in the kitchen. (He cooks when he’s nervous, fight me).

Raya tears off to the kitchen and Nhan senses her anxiety and starts crying, forcing her to take a moment to calm him down. She gets to the kitchen and walks in the door.

Benja is cooking up a storm and doesn’t notice her right away. Nhan definitely notices the food though. He starts making happy little sounds which alerts Benja to their presence. He spins around, drops his spoon, and embraces the both of them.

Raya’s exhaustion finally hits her. She’s been going at breakneck speed all day, running on nothing but adrenaline and it’s finally hitting her. She starts shaking, and then crying. Benja does his best to comfort her but Nhan needs more immediate attention.

He doesn’t understand what’s going on. All he knows is that his mother is crying and this old guy is hugging both of them and he’s crying, so Nhan decides that he should be crying too.

Raya tries to comfort him but she’s too much of a mess to do much so Benja steps in. He may not know specifics, but he definitely knows that this is his grandchild.

He gently pries him from Raya’s arms and starts talking to him. He introduces himself and tells horrible jokes until eventually, Nhan calms down. Benja then moves on to the next kid (Raya will always be his little girl).

He holds her through her tears and, when she’s sufficiently calmed, he tries to distract her by asking her about the child. He asks his name, how old he is, what was his first word, etc. And eventually Raya stops crying altogether and tells him how they all came back.

Over the next weeks and months, they relearn how to be a family. Benja teaches Raya parenting tricks and is the best grandba to ever live. He also tells the worst jokes in history. Raya learns how to trust again and introduces Benja to her friends.

He’s a little surprised by Namaari and doesn’t really understand the rest of them, but he’s glad his daughter has a good group of friends. Namaari comes to visit more than might be considered “normal” but she says it’s just to visit Nhan. It’s not just to visit Nhan.

#tuk tuk #raya and the last dragon #ratld #raya #namaari #tong #noi #nhan (oc) #chief benja #parenting #au #implied rape tw #teenage parent #rayaari #angst #hurt/comfort #fanfiction prompt #if anyone wants it #lord knows i ain’t gonna write it #angst with a happy ending

[shy-peacock]

do you still take ratld fic requests or are they closed now?

I do 🥰❤️

#rayamaari #rayaari #raymaari #ratld #raya and the last dragon #my asks #my prompts #my writing

[justlookatthosesausages]

Yes. I have another Elsamaren headcanon: double date with Raya and Namaari 🥺❤️

How about a little drabble of just before they go to the date? ☺️

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"You have a giant cat??" Repeated Elsa excitedly.

Her eyes sparkled, like Namaari had just brought her a Yule gift.

"Yes, though if you wish to pet her, I'm so sorry but we came here on a boat, so..."

"Oh, yes. Right." Replied the blonde, trying not to sound disappointed but failing at it. She also remembered when they arrived on the shore and she almost slammed her forehead at her own forgetting. After all, it's been a while since she last used actual transport to cross water. However, if she was honest with herself, she never sailed of her whole life either, too traumatized by an old memory from her parents.

"What are you envious of?" Asked Honeymaren with a laugh, taking her out of her daydream. "She has an adorable yet dangerous big cat. You have an adorable yet dangerous tiny salamander."

"You do?" Smiled Raya.

Elsa blushed. "Bruni isn't my... Pet. He's a... I don't know, he's a colleague? A buddy?"

Raya and Namaari had matching smirks.

"You really gotta tell me more about your job." Smiled Namaari. "That sounded awesome in your letters, but I'm still confused. In the good way, of course."

"I will." Chuckled Elsa.

Raya rolled her eyes. "How many letters did you two exchange in the last week alone again? I felt like we were visited by that ancestral wind every day and night."

Both women smiled timidly.

"We have a lot to talk about", defended Namaari.

"She's very passionate about magic, that's all." Explained Elsa.

Honeymaren and Raya exchanged an amused look. The Northuldra shrugged.

"Bottoms. They get along very well."

A concert of gasps followed her sass and she received a tap on the arm from her girlfriend. They all laughed and started walking to the spot they had planned.

"I hope we're not too late for the double date." Worried Raya, who, even if she didn't do much correspondance with them, still cared about punctuality. "I could have asked for dragons to speed up the water stream to gain time, but... They're busy with the new irrigation system, and I don't want to monolize them."

Namaari allowed herself an eyeroll. 'And I'm the nerdy one, uh?' She thought.

"Not at all." Assured Honeymaren. "Come on, I set up everything. It's going to be PERFECT."

#asks #frozen drabbles #frozen x ratld #frozen x raya #raya and the last dragon #raymaari #elsamaren #frozen #frozen 2 #post frozen 2 #drabbles #prompts #frozen prompts #post frozen 2 prompts #post frozen 2 drabbles #double date #chiaraslittlethings

[adorascake]

iiiii don’t want to focus on what I need to work on so send me fic requests?👀

#raya and the last dragon #ratld #raya #namaari #rayamaari #rayaari #there’s lowkey one blurb I wanna write but. i would only write it if given a prompt that fits lmao

[sapphic-yearning-lesbian]

Solving a Mystery  (RATLD-October Prompts)

Benja catches Raya with a mysterious person on multiple occasions

Warnings: None

3rd perspective: Focused on Benja

A03

Benja sighed tiredly as he quietly walked through the darkness of the Heart. He had just returned from an important meeting in Spine and was looking forward to getting some well-deserved sleep. What he didn't expect was to catch Raya sneaking someone out for the first time.

He entered the Heart palace, making his way to his bedroom, but was distracted by clatter, following it.

Once he turned a corner, he spotted Raya kneeling in front of an open window, with a hooded person sitting on the ledge of it. Wanting to stay hidden, he quickly hid behind a pillar, peaking from the side of it.

The only source of light being the torches that hung on the walls.

Benja narrowed his eyes, recognizing his daughter as her back was perfectly illuminated; however, the unknown individual was engulfed within Raya's shadow.

He watched as Raya leaned forward, locking her lips with the other person, leaving him utterly confused as she had never talked about liking anyone. Yet, he was witnessing her making out with someone in the darkness of the night.

As the smacking of their lips reached his ears, he became quite uncomfortable, turning away; wanting to grant his daughter privacy, only peaking once the sound of lips smashing together stopped altogether.

"Time for you to leave before I get caught! I love you, idiot," Raya spoke, not in a whisper, but low enough that Benja barely heard her.

He watched as Raya lovely readjusted the hood over her secret lover before aggressively shoving them in the chest, resulting in the person tumbling backward. The sound of them hitting the ground, making a big bang. Luckily for the secret individual, they were pushed off the second floor.

Benja then watched as Raya peaked out the window, giggling as she waved goodbye. Also, noticing how she stood there watching them disappear into the night.

Benja knew his daughter would see him once she turned, so he made his presence known, walking loudly down the hall, Raya quickly turning around and smiling at him.

"BA! You're back!!" She exclaimed, running over and engulfing him in a hug.

"Dewdrop! Why are you still awake" He smiled as she hugged her tightly, waiting for either the truth or a cover story.

"I couldn't sleep, so I came out here to look at the stars" He chuckled as he pulled away; of course, she chose the cover story.

"Ohhh, aren't the stars more visible through your bedroom window? On the fifth-floor?" He asked with a smirk on his lips, her face turning red, caught in her lie. Yet, she didn't budge, only shrugging her shoulders.

"Felt like a change of perspective was best."

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That was the first of many times Benja watched someone sneak into his palace late at night, sometimes staying for only a few hours. Other times the individual remained till the early hours of the morning, sneaking out when they believed everyone was sleeping. Benja even caught Raya sneaking in and out, disappearing for hours on end, having no clue where she would disappear too.

These secret make-out sessions occurring once a week for roughly five months, and he still had no idea who this mystery person was.

This mystery person was cautious, always wearing a hood and covering most of their face with a scarf. Benja would have certainly thought they were a thief he hadn't watched and heard his daughter exchange salvia with them on several occasions.

Catching the corporate wasn't working, so he asked his daughter on several occasions whether she was seeing anyone, to which she always responded, "You'll know when I want you to know."

After a while, he stopped lingering in the shadows and stopped asking questions. Even so, he remained frustrated and confused on why Raya's mystery lover had to stay top secret.

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The answer to this mystery came about a month after he stopped trying to solve it. He was walking through the heart gardens when he spotted Namaari; confused about her presence in Heart, hiding behind a tree, he got closer, noticing how she lovely ran her right hand against Raya's cheek.

Benja then understood that his daughter didn't want their high professional relationship to be watched and judged by others, so they kept in the shadows. He knew it was only a matter of time before they announced it publicly, and he was more than delighted.

Knowing they hadn't seen him, he turned around with a smile on his face. He had finally solved the mystery and was happy with his findings.

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#Yea I posted this on A03 on the indicated date #day 9 #ratld October #ratldoctober #ratld prompt #ratld #ratld raya #ratld namaari #ratld incorrect quotes #ratld benja #chief benja #raya and the last dragon #raya #namaari #disney raya #disney namaari #raya namaari #namaari raya #raya x namaari #namaari x raya #rayamaari #raymaari #rayaari

[theblackswanuniverse]

could u do a bit where Raya is telling Namaari how much Noi loves to make her life a nightmare and Namaari is like ...??? Raya she is a baby, and a cute one.

Turns out Noi only bothers Raya and is an angel with everybody else

Hi, thanks for the prompt! This is a bit long and slowly turned from 'Noi is been a nightmare to Raya' to 'Noi is being a nightmare and wants the girls to stop being useless and just get together already'. I have a feeling Sisu would approve.

I hate accidents except when we went from friends to this

For a long time in both of their lives it had been them with their parents, and no one else.

Raya opens up to Namaari one sleepless night, the both of them sitting on one of the Fang Princess’ large concrete windows, looking at the silent sky.

“It was hard for my Ba, having to lose the woman he loved and raise a six-year-old child all alone”

“I don’t remember much about my father, he died when I was two or three years old. Mother never really liked to talk about him”

It had been a pretty sudden shift after the last battle with the Druun, Raya inviting the girl to taggle along with her as much as she possibly could – it had been a hard task at first, but slowly Namaari stopped resisting her and enjoyed her company being requested.

All of the sudden it’s like they had a family, a weird and loud yet somehow functional family.

And if Chief Benja was surprised to see her daughter befriend the quirkiest group of people he ever saw in his life, he didn’t say anything, just welcomed his daughter’s new friends.

They all saw each other at least once every two weeks, usually it was Boun that would accompany the others with his boat in Fang or Heart, the Princesses incredibly busy in their kingdoms now that no one was made of stone anymore.

It came as a complete surprise to Raya that Namaari bonded the most with Little Noi, becoming her favourite if Tong wasn’t around, and all of her warnings felt short and were amusingly dismissed by her friend.

“You’re not listening to me, I’m telling you to be careful, Princess Jewellery”

“Please, you’re just jealous because you’re awful with kids”

“I’m not awful with kids! I was the one who recruited her!”

“Raya, you realise what you just said doesn’t make it better, right? She is a toddler”

“She is a con-baby! She tried to steal the dragon gems, I told you!”

Little Noi had been in Namaari’s arms while they were arguing, playing with the dragon earring the girl had on her ear, making babbling noises.

“Sometimes you got to make choices if you want to survive, she is just a smart baby, and she is an angel now. I mean, look at her”

Both of the girls turned to look at the toddler, who started to pinch Namaari’s cheek, letting out a ‘Maari’ which the girl responded with a – disgusting, if you ask Raya – ‘ahw’ sound.

“See, nothing to worry about”.

The thing is, Raya knew that baby was a cunning little thing, and playing a baby was only a façade Noi put on. Every time the gang would reunite in Heart, suddenly something in her room or the palace would go missing.

At first, she thought she just forgot where she had put her stuff, but one time she caught Little Noi stealing a golden plate from the kitchen, and it all clicked for her.

She started to alert her staff in the kitchen to be careful of the baby, but everyone looked at her like she was the crazy one.

She tried to tell her father who laughed at first, and once Raya started to argue with him about it, Benja told her that it didn’t matter and to let the toddler have fun if that was the case.

Raya didn’t let it go.

She played like she did, suggesting that they meet in Heart for their next hang out, and put a few objects in sight for the baby to steal.

She was going to catch her this time.

She knew Noi liked shiny objects, so she placed a few items of unused jewellery on her bedroom, applying some wood glue to the objects so that she couldn’t get away with it.

To her disappointment, Tong couldn’t come this week, busy with some family matter in Spine, and Boun could only stay for a few hours, having to return for the night to help his parents with the new chain of restaurants they were opening.

“Sorry guys, but what about…the baby? Is her mother going to pick her up?”

Boun chuckled at her words, knowing how much Little Noi had been a nightmare to deal with as of lately. He was the only one who believed her, and told her that, for some reason, the baby did it only with her.

“She knows it drives you insane, I think you should pretend it’s doesn’t affect you and she will stop”. But Raya couldn’t really let it go.

“No, I was thinking she could spend the night here” said Namaari who was making funny faces at the toddler and making her laugh.

“Oh, well. This is just great” muttered the other girl under her breath.

Raya kept both of her eyes on Noi for the whole day not saying much and suggesting that they all slept in her room so the baby would feel safe for the night. She noticed Namaari slightly blushing at her words but decided to not say anything. A lingering tension had been growing between the two of them for a while now, starting when they realised they both had trouble sleeping without a nightmare eventually waking them up. They silently shifted to sleeping in the same bed when with each other, even tough it would often end up with them talking for the entire night instead of trying to sleep.

Little Noi, on the other hand, didn’t seem to have the same problem, and after an entire day spent playing and running around, she was sound asleep, curled up on the bed between the two girls.

“Still thinking she is a nightmare?” asked Namaari, soft smile turning into a smirk when her eyes landed from Noi to Raya, who was looking at the baby with her brows furrowed.

“Have you checked her pockets by chance?” retorted the girl. She had saw Little Noi put something in them earlier that day but hadn’t seen what.

Namaari scoffed, but did it anyway, as if to prove a point. Her hands seemed to find something, brows furrowing in confusion.

“Aha! Told you s—” the words left Raya all of the sudden, smug expression replaced by a an embarrassed one.

“You…you managed to find it again? Why didn’t you tell me?” Namaari was holding the pendant in her hands, the one who started everything between them six years prior and that Raya had been keeping after the Druun battle.

“I was planning on giving it to you for your birthday, actually” she whispered, hoping her friend couldn’t see her blushing in the darkening of the night.

Namaari scooted closer to her, hand cupping her cheek. “You flushed, dep la?”

Both of them could feel the tension growing in the room, and Raya decided to break it and stop this cat and mouse game they had been playing for a while, pressing her lips firmly on Namaari’s, finally shutting her up.

They slept peacefully that night, holding each other, Namaari’s arm protectively on her waist, the baby between the two of them.

Raya was the first one to wake up, sunshine beginning to illuminate her room, the other girl’s arm still resting against her skin, and Little Noi nowhere to be seen.

She scooted closer to Namaari, head nuzzling into the crook of the girl’s neck, drifting herself to sleep once again, smiling when she felt the girl hugging her tighter.

Maybe Little Noi wasn’t such a nightmare after all.

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