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dotcircledot · 8 months
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sketchy things bc school and i cant do big rendered things for a while :’)
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raayllum · 4 months
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RAYLLUM S5 MEME:  1/5 looks, 5x04, “the great bookery”
Rayla, I was wrong. I waited too long. I hope you know—I know.
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zuppizup · 3 months
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So, Rayla has that Stella leg pouch and Callum has his book holster…
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Their kids are going to think that’s perfectly normal fashion.
They’re going to grow up with all kinds of weird pouches on their clothes.
They’re going to grow up looking like Rob Liefeld characters.
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tategaminu · 7 months
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Other shippers: I hope they become canon soon!
Rayllum shippers: I hope they doom the world for each other soon 🥰
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linkaruu · 1 year
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I miss the worm
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beaulesbian · 9 months
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you love to see it !! the unconditional trust between them !!
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rayllum has zukaang vibes and one day i will elaborate further in a proper meta but it's like
you were raised all your life to hate me. i don't hate you. you are exiled from your home for being too compassionate, and i say you don't deserve it; you aren't ready to hear that yet. neither of us can ever go back to the homes as we remember them. you saved me and i will always see the goodness in you, the way you depend upon the goodness in me even when i lose myself to rage. my forgiveness is our cornerstone. (i ask you to kill me if i ever go too far; if i become someone you don't know). you are gruff and hurt and i am happy and yet so incredibly sad. we are perfect opposites. we are are two sides of the same coin. you are me and i am you. we write our own destinies. we will not become the killers they wanted us to be. above all else, you are my friend, and that is everything to me.
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Hell, they even both get Judged by scary Sun Fire Dragons together + bonus points for falling in love with your people's view of death incarnate (to literally worryingly degrees). Also they're both alterous as hell
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jelzorz · 3 months
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Things you said out of fear
(with references to ia158)
It was once, he said. Never again, he said. Dark magic is oily, and it’s been two years but Callum can still feel the way the power had slithered under his skin. It tasted bitter then, and he might have wanted to throw up a couple of times when he fell into that sickness afterwards but when he woke with the secret of the Sky arcanum unlocked in his heart, he could still feel it on his tongue like grease even the power of the Sky could not wash away.
He swore afterwards that it would never happen again, and why should it? He’s not powerless anymore. He will never be powerless again. He can protect his friends and his family now without resorting to something so vile, and nothing, he thinks, could ever tempt him to do it again.
Until Finnegrin is dangling Rayla over the mouth of a sea serpent, and there is nothing else to lose.
That’s the thing, isn’t it? It’s all just perspective, all a matter of what he thinks he can lose and what he can’t. His morals, his dignity—what use are they to him without the thing that really matters? Why does it matter if he’s a good person or not if he can’t be a good person for the people he loves most? And Rayla finds out later because of course he does, because he’s foolish enough to ask her how to pick a lock when she’d known he was chained by the wrists below deck as she hung over her certain death, and she…
“I don’t blame you for it,” she promises. He’s still fiddling with the handcuffs they’d borrowed for lock picking practise, and Callum can’t stop thinking about how much easier it had been—how much easier it would be just to turn them into snakes. He knows the words. There are probably ingredients in Viren’s old dungeon if he cared to look.
“Shouldn’t you?”
“No,” says Rayla firmly. “You were scared.”
“What else am I willing to do, then?” he demands. “What else am I willing to sacrifice? And are you seriously telling me you’d just let it happen, every time?”
“How many times are you expecting to have to save my life?”
“As many times as I need to!” says Callum. “Rayla, you have to understand—you mean everything to me, and I—” He looks away. “I’m scared I might do something you can’t forgive. That I might…” He swallows. “Turn into someone else.” Someone that she can’t love.
Rayla twitches her lips grimly, and he knows that she gets it, that she’s scared of what’s happening to him too, but she reaches for him anyway: takes the handcuffs away and holds his hands within hers.
“It doesn’t matter what you did,” she says quietly. “What you do. I’m with you. No matter what.”
She offers him a smile, a promise that she means it, and Callum tries not to shudder because that scares him too.
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I ventured into the cesspool that is the TDP subreddit to bring you these updates.
EDIT: Aaron Ehasz has clarified that his comments on Rayllum were misinterpreted and apologized for any confusion/panic he caused amongst shippers.
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raayllum · 10 months
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I'm glad we can be here together, looking at the stars. That beautiful shining star you just pointed out? We call it Leola's Last Wish. Uh, who's Leola? I... don't know. A friend of Garlaath's maybe?
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zuppizup · 2 months
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Linger
Her left hand isn’t right, and she wonders if it ever will be. It’s been funny since the binding, obviously, but she’s noticed it’s been worse since Sea Legs.
It’s not all the time but it’s enough that she can’t help but notice.
Worry.
Her strength and athleticism have always been her most valuable traits and if she can’t rely on them, well then, what use is she?
To be fair, this new issue hasn’t really affected her ability to fight. Not yet anyway, but she can’t help but worry that it might let them down at the worst time.
That sort of thing seems to happen to her.
She could be worrying about nothing, of course. It wouldn’t be the first time she let anxiety get the better of her, but she has noticeable difficulty doing the tricky little buttons of her tunic with her left hand... Even later in the day, after they’ve warmed up by the fire and the pins and needles have gone away, there’s this lingering... numbness, this insensitivity, that she just cannot shake.
“Rayla, are you all right?”
She looks up and finds Callum watching her, a concerned look on his face. His black eye and healing cuts are faint, but still visible even in the low light of the dying fire and he’s worried about her…
“I’m fine,” she waves him off, changing hands as she finishes her buttons with her right hand. “Tired, I guess. Long day.”
Callum nods, sitting down beside her. He pauses for a moment, eyes briefly on the others sleeping on the far side of the fire. “It still bothers you?” He nods to her left hand, as he turns to look at her fully.
She’d told him about the lingering pain back before, but she’s surprised he’s noticed anything now. She thought she was being careful to cover any discomfort.
For a moment, she considers lying to him. He doesn’t need this additional concern but, well, trust and that. “Not all the time,” she concedes. “In the morning,” a shrug. “Sometimes when it’s cold.”
He frowns initially, then smiles softly at her as he reaches for the hand in question.
She gives it to him without hesitation, feeling herself relax immediately as he squeezes her fingers gently and rubs his thumbs across her knuckles.
Feeling herself relax, she finds she can push away the weird sensations in her hand, electing instead to concentrate on the feeling of his skin against her own.
He smiles a little wider, squeezing her fingers gently as he moves closer to her. “We better keep it warm then.”
Linger II
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tategaminu · 6 months
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Underrated scene
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They are both sitting in the bed, cuddling and Rayla does this
💀💀💀
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I'm sure Callum stopped functioning like a normal being for a millisecond there. Rayla is an expert at giving him heart attacks (both good and bads).
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bluegreysilkie · 9 months
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A story about mushcup
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blutopaz15 · 2 years
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So, uh, in Tales of Xadia, there’s a list of spells for each primal source, and, uh...
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How many times we think High Mage Callum has tried this one, fam??? 
...and while we’re at it...
Let’s all just imagine Rayla hearing him and being unable to respond. 🥲🥲🥲
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chimpukampu · 1 year
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I guess it's not a spoiler anymore so here's my Rayllum magnet bookmarks - both their younger and older versions
I'm also working on other characters like Ez, Zym, Bait, and the Mage fam so I might share their final designs in a few weeks ☺️
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mo-nmage · 6 months
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Small unnamed rayllum drabble
before reading:
– canon compliant for s5's episode “the great bookery”
– currently unfinished and this isn't everything i've written so far, only the part i consider to be slightly more polished (and that i kinda like heh)
– context before reading: zubeia and the others didn't arrive at the bookery when they did in the episode, so rayla, callum and amaya were left to fight banthers for some time. rayllum lost amaya and had to hide behind a broken bookshelf because they were too exhausted to continue fighting banthers
– hopefully you enjoy it!! it's not the final product so i'm still going to fix some stuff here and there lol but i kinda wanted to post it now to see if i should spend some time polishing it more
Both sat tensely in their spot while holding their breath and didn't even dare to move an inch. A sigh of relief escaped both of their lips a few minutes later when they noticed they were finally alone and free from danger, this made them both lower their bodies to properly sit down on the floor.
The pair sat with their shoulders brushing every so often while they worked on recovering their composure and calming down their extremely fast paced hearts because of both the adrenaline and pure fear they experienced a few moments ago.
Stella climbed down from Rayla's shoulder and sat on the floor between them. She was equally as scared as her owner so she didn't dare to chitter or make a small sound.
After everything seemed to calm down Callum whispered “I’m so glad I could find you and a hiding spot, fighting off those banthers was getting exhausting” he looked at her with relief in his eyes but frowned when he saw her closed eyes and pursed lips as if to try and stop any possible sobs that could come out of her.
He placed a hand on her shoulder to try and comfort her but was taken aback by her looking up to the ceiling with eyes that were rapidly filling themselves with tears. Callum could tell that she was doing everything in her power to calm herself down or to not show emotions in a moment like the one they were currently in. He felt as if he had just been sent back to 2 years before when he comforted her in the midnight desert.
“Hey…” he started “It’s okay if you want to let it out, we’re not exactly in the most ideal situation so it’s fine if you feel overwhelmed by things right now.”. He sat straighter to try and make eye contact with her but this was in vain since she had her eyesight glued to the ceiling.
She shuddered and hugged herself before biting her lip anxiously. With a sigh, she closed her eyes and switched her attention to the mage sitting next to her that had the sweetest look of concern in his eyes.
“I’m so… so sorry for everything” she began “We’re in this situation because of me and now you’re dragged into this when it could've been avoided from the start and now I- I can't do what I swore to do 2 years ago.” she hugged herself tighter “I said I would protect you and do everything in my power to ensure your safety but now we’re here, hiding behind a fallen bookshelf while corrupted banthers are looking for us and there's nothing we can do…” she wiped tears that left her eyes and tried her best to continue talking while holding in the sobs that tried to escape her lips.
She felt weak, small and useless. Rayla had left for 2 years to put an end to Viren after having many nightmares where everyone she loved died because of his hands. Seeing them be hurt in her dreams was something, but to see Callum and Amaya be in direct danger in front of her eyes? She couldn't feel worse.
It was as if she were transported to years ago where she blamed herself for her ghosting, everything her parents did and Ethari losing Runaan. The more she thought about it, the more the tears continued to fall down her cheeks. She knew she was putting more blame on herself than she should and that everything happening to them wasn't her fault, but what even is the difference if she's partly involved in it?
Callum was in danger, because of her. She knew he's someone who keeps his promises until his last breath, but it happened because of something related to her. “I would do anything for you” he had said to her when she brought up the coins. Should she be relieved or terrified to the extent he's willing to go for her? Putting his life in danger, because of her?
“We don't know where Amaya is and we don't know if we’ll even make it out of here and-” she was cut off by Callum reaching out to her and enveloping her in a hug, she sat stunned for a few seconds before wrapping her arms around his shoulders.
This small action made him hold her tightly, causing her to cry into his shoulder as he rubbed circles in her back. She felt so small in his arms as he hugged her, this realization made him hug her even tighter, if that was even possible.
“I don't know why you're blaming yourself for this, if anything we're like this because of me and being extremely obsessive with research, also dropping some books earlier” he let out a small laugh and pulled back to look at her straight in the eyes, his hands moved to rest on her shoulders. Rayla let her arms fall back and wiped off some tears that were still falling down her cheeks. He looked at her with a look that she couldn't quite understand and took a small breath before continuing to speak.
Callum knows her, he knows her well. He sometimes notices that he knows her better than himself. This means that he knows that she has always been the type of person to blame herself for things that are out of her control or are caused because of a small action done by her, as much as it breaks him to admit it, she does it very often.
He learned that loving her meant admitting and accepting this part of her. He hates seeing her be like this and it breaks his heart every single time, the midnight desert, the storm spire, the drakewood and now the present.
Did this happen during her 2 years away?
He pushed that thought out of his mind, he wouldn't let it cloud his consciousness now out of all times. Right now he had to focus on getting her out of her spiraling thoughts that were taking over her mind, he knew that if the roles were reversed she'd do the exact same thing for him.
“My aunt Amaya will be fine, she's strong and very stubborn, she wouldn't let some banthers take her down that easily. And I'm safe, you're safe, we are safe, okay? We aren't corrupted, so far at least-” Rayla grimaced slightly and he shook his head “Sorry sorry, bad timing for a joke like that, I know, but we're not corrupted okay? I also think we're both too stubborn to be taken down by some banthers in a library out of all places.”
He moved his right arm to wipe a loose tear from her cheek “We will get out of here alive. It doesn't matter if it's by fighting our way out of here or waiting until the sunrise, we are getting out of here no matter what.”
“How are you so sure of this? No, how can you talk so confidently about something where it seems like all the odds are against us?” Rayla asked. He smiled as he looked down and held her hands “A few days ago someone reminded me that I'm the ‘Destiny is a book you write yourself’ guy, so I figured it applies to this situation as well”
Rayla let out a laugh as she realized he was referring to her own words, which were used in a very different context of a conversation obviously, but was still a touching moment when she realized it meant that he remembered them. “See? There you go, you're smiling again! If you asked me, I'd say this is one of my favorite versions of you”
She felt her smile grow and looked down to their hands, she slowly intertwined her fingers with his and smiled wider when he squeezed hers. “How are you so good at this? This whole ‘managing to ground me before I start saying stupid things’ thing”
“Let’s just say that I learned from the best.” he looked up to meet her eyes. “You've helped ground me before so I'll do the same for you. And… I wouldn't consider myself good at it, I just try my best to make you feel better because I know you well enough. I know that right now you feel this way not because of the banthers around us, but because you think you’ve put us in danger.”
He angled his body in a way that is completely facing her and continued “I’ve had my fair share of moments like these too, how do you think I felt after getting possessed by Aaravos back then? I felt all these different emotions but the one that stood out was fear. I thought- no, I knew that he could hurt those I loved because of decisions I took in the past. My loved ones had nothing to do with my decisions yet they're the ones who will suffer and it might happen through my own hands.”
“But it wouldn't be you, if Aaravos happens to take over your body and hurt someone you love it wouldn't be your fault.” Rayla tried to add, she noticed that he started spacing out and his sight slowly focused on a spot in the wooden bookshelf next to them.
“Yeah, but does it even matter? It was Aaravos' actions but the blood will still be on my hands. The magic, the pain and the suffering will come from me.” he breathed out and closed his eyes “I can't let Aaravos do anything to the people I love, I can't let him do anything to my family.”
He opened his eyes and once again looked at her with a look she couldn't quite explain. It looked so melancholic, filled with longing and also so full of love?
Rayla felt her throat tighten once again “Oh…” she drew her hands back quickly and sighed before continuing “I won't let anything happen to you or Ezran, Soren and everyone else you love, okay? I'll make sure of it.” She reached up to gently place one of her hands on his cheek and slowly rubbed her finger on his cheek.
He reached up and placed his hand on top of hers before speaking “And who makes sure nothing happens to you?”
“What do you mean?” she tilted her head as she looked at him with slight confusion. The only thing she could hear was her heartbeat beating in her chest.
“You are also part of my family. 2 years ago when you chose to lose your hand over letting Ezran die was the day I considered you part of my family and you were never not part of it.”
He reached up to place his hand on her cheek this time “I love you, I always have and don't plan on stopping any time soon. If anything does happen, you have to promise me you'll keep yourself safe too. I already felt what it's like to lose you 3 times, and I don't want it to happen again.”
“I-I…” she shakily drew a breath “I love you too” she looked at him with a matching look to the one he has been looking at her with. Both looked at each other with love and endearment before Rayla broke the contact as she breathed out a sigh. His hand stayed on her cheek and he gently kept rubbing his thumb as if to provide her with comfort.
“And I'm so sorry for leaving those 2 years. Back then I thought it was the right thing to do, and genuinely believed I was doing what had to be done. I thought that leaving without you would keep you safe, but I realized that even though I protected you physically I hurt you from the inside.” she slowly met his eyes once again.
“I know nothing can take back what I did, no words can undo actions I made in the past but… I really want to fix things, I want to fix us. I know things can't be the same way they were before but I want to try if you want to go there too.” she sighed softly before continuing “There's so many things I want to say to you, to apologize, to thank you and most importantly, to make sure you know I'm not leaving you again, not now, not ever. If we get out of here that is.”
Callum smiled softly “These past 2 years were tough to say the least, I won't lie and say I wasn't hurt, because I was and I'm glad you recognize that. I overwhelmed myself with knowledge of magic of all kinds to distract myself from feeling anything.”
His eyes softened as he looked at her “When you came back I felt every emotion I forced myself to ignore, I used anger as a way to shield myself before I could sort all my feelings and looking at it now, it wasn't the best way to go but I'm past that now.”
“Letting you go after Viren felt right in Umber Tor. It was your mission, it was something you wanted to do and set your mind to, so I was nobody to stop you. But the second I saw your blade on the floor… I thought I had lost you forever, and I didn't think I could ever feel as helpless and heartbroken as I did at that moment.”
He breathed in to regain his calm “Knowing there was nothing I could do was unexplainable, I had let you go thinking that I was mad at you. When in reality it was the exact opposite, I think seeing your face in my office was the happiest I've been these past 2 years.”
He leaned in slightly to look at her deep in the eyes. From this distance he could take in every detail on her face, but most importantly, her eyes.
Have they always been this stunning?
“Life isn't always in our favor, and I'm starting to believe that sometimes destiny doesn't want us to be together. But no matter what happens, I will always choose you and us above everything else. Loving you means being willing to go through everything with you. I know we're not ready to jump into being together together, but until we get there? I'll hold your hand through everything.”
He moved his hand from her face to her hand and squeezed it tightly yet gently. It seemed as if all the sounds of the banthers nearby had completely muted out, the only thing that mattered at that moment was them. “I know you won't leave again. I do understand why you did what you did, but it doesn't mean I agree with it, but I understand it. I believe that loving someone means accepting every small bit of them whether you agree with it or not, you having a different perspective on protection doesn't erase everything I feel for you and it never will.”
“I'm willing to do everything for you. And that means accepting every part of you and standing by you through anything.” He sat up and placed a kiss on her forehead.
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