I Don't Know How To Feel About Sleeveless Callum In The Dragon Prince If Those Leaks Are Real; However,

I don't know how to feel about sleeveless Callum in The Dragon Prince if those leaks are real; however, the worst part is that it rendered my old drawing inaccurate to his clothing.

So I made this edit in ten minutes in MS Paint.

Original drawing can be found here.

TDP One-Shot: Night Terrors

646 words, Rayllum, Slice of Life

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It was not the sound of shouting outdoors that awakened Rayla in the middle of the night. It wasn’t the scuffling noises of a fight breaking out, the crashing of bottles, the throwing of fists. Rayla was used to this, and she figured that she would hear such sounds when she reserved a room for herself and the then-disguised Callum at the Badgermole Inn. While she had never been to the inn, it was well known among the other moonshadow elves that fights weren’t exactly uncommon at this inn. So it wasn’t any of that that awakened her.

The sound that made her eyes open was the all-too-familiar noise of a yelp from Callum’s room.

Rayla shot up in bed and grabbed her swords, looking down at her body. Clad in an undershirt and shorts, she was not well-dressed for a fight, but she was still willing to slish-slash anyone who came close to Callum. She slowly and quietly walked towards the door.

Another crash outside. Another yelp from Callum.

Cautiously, Rayla made her way out her door into Callum’s room. Examining the scene, only illuminated by the firelight outside, she saw that there were thankfully no windows broken. Callum was there, wrapped in a blanket and having obviously removed the couch cushions and arranged them around himself as some kind of crude barrier. Zym, the baby dragon prince, was there with Callum, looking just as scared.

“Callum?” Rayla asked, putting down her swords upon seeing he was okay.

The boy gasped, looking at his elf companion with his hazel-green eyes. “Oh. Hi, Rayla.” He breathed a sigh of relief as he attempted to fix his disheveled brown hair. “D-did I wake you? I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to do that… It’s just, the sounds reminded me of the battle… where my father—”

“No, you’re fine!” Rayla felt sorry for Callum. She couldn’t necessarily blame him. “But what in Xadia’s name is all this?” She walked over to him and lightly kicked one of the pillows. In hindsight, this may have been a mistake, as this sent the entire structure falling down. Rayla gasped upon realizing what she did.

“…It was a pillow fort,” Callum said, looking down.

“A pillow fort?” Rayla cocked an eyebrow, then shook her head. “This is just pathetic.”

Callum honestly looked like he was about to cry.

“You need way more pillows than that,” Rayla continued. Walking over to the couch, she effortlessly pushed it over on its side. Callum looked up in confusion.

“Could you move that table over here?” Rayla asked, pointing to the table in question. “I think it would make a perfect entrance.”

Callum smiled. “Oh! Y-yes, right away!” He stood up and moved the table. Zym jumped off him, peeping curiously. Rayla left the room and soon returned dragging her mattress along with her, positioning it in the center of the floor. The two arranged blankets, sheets, pillows, chairs, and other furniture until they had arranged everything into a relatively large mini-fort.

Upon completion of the pillow fort, Rayla and Callum crawled under the table and onto the mattress, getting themselves comfortable under the sheets with a pillow for each. “This is… ahhh, much better,” said Callum.

“Runaan taught me best,” Rayla said with a smile. “Tired?”

“Yes… this should help me sleep better.”

“Good.” Rayla heard the flapping of wings, and soon felt Zym land by their feet. She chuckled. “It seems Zym likes it too!”

Callum laughed lightly at this, then looked up. “Rayla?”

“Hmm?” Rayla’s violet eyes searched for Callum’s in the darkness.

“Thank you.” He smiled warmly.

Rayla smiled back. “Goodnight.”

Callum rested his head on the pillow, facing Rayla, and soon fell asleep. The noises of the commotion outside were defeated by Rayla’s presence. Rayla soon fell asleep herself, facing Callum. It was the best sleep she’d had in a while.

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I wrote this back in September in about twenty minutes as a warmup exercise before writing an essay. Seeing how Book Three of The Dragon Prince is about to drop, I figured I would post this now before it becomes entirely non-canon, haha. Hope you all enjoy!

So, this is really cool! For anyone who is unaware, in addition to original music, I post video reviews of rock albums and musical movies, and yesterday I received the honor of Great Blogger of the Month on the website Manic Expression! I am very surprised and honored to receive this award, as I put a lot of work into making my videos as entertaining as possible.

Thanks for the award, Manic Expression, and I can’t wait to post more videos in the future!

What originally got you into music?

I can thank my parents for that! My parents are major Deadheads, and when I was a kid, they were vendors, selling an original video game they had created called The Psychedelic Bus of Dead Knowledge. It was basically Jeopardy, but entirely consisting of Grateful Dead-related trivia. Because of this, I got to see over 70 music festivals by the time I was five years old.

I also have to thank them for feeding my desire to start playing music. At three years old, I begged my parents for piano lessons. I don’t think they actually believed that I would stick with it (especially since it’s usually the parents who make their kids take music lessons, join sports teams and the like), but they humored me and I started learning piano. Needless to say, I stuck with it and have since learned multiple other instruments, including guitar, bass, and harmonica, and have written several of my own songs!

(While we’re on the subject, I do really want to start recording some of my own music again soon, believe me. I’ve learned better recording and mixing techniques, so this will probably help with that.)

OH MY GOD

MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE IS BACK

THIS IS NOT A JOKE

somehow I got 95/20 on an assignment

I hope they never fix it and leave it this way forever