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Swimming Lesson
*Picture of Callum carrying Rayla into a lake or river*
Callum: C'mon, you have to conquer your fear of water sometime!
Rayla: CALLUM IF YOU DROP ME I SWEAR TO XADIA I WILL END YOU
Oh, I sure hope someone does! I might do it myself, TBH, but if anyone else wants to, feel free! Just make sure to credit me for the idea when you do so. ;)
Swimming Lesson
*Picture of Callum carrying Rayla into a lake or river*
Callum: C'mon, you have to conquer your fear of water sometime!
Rayla: CALLUM IF YOU DROP ME I SWEAR TO XADIA I WILL END YOU
In case you haven’t been keeping up, I’ve become quite the fan of the Netflix animated series The Dragon Prince! It’s made by some of the co-creators of Avatar: The Last Airbender and is totally worth checking out.
Anyway, in the show, Rayla, the main girl, has aquaphobia (fear of water). It’s shown that she gets seasick easily and doesn’t like being in the water. So here’s Callum taking her into the water to show her that there’s nothing to be afraid of.
Based on a Tumblr post I made a week ago.
Characters © Aaron Ehasz and Justin Richmond Art © me
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Yo! It’s been a hot minute since I posted new art, hasn’t it? Well, I wanted to participate in @rayllum-week, so I started drawing something for the Day 4 prompt “Moonlight,” with Callum and Rayla lying under the moon. I wound up spending extra time on it and being a day late, but hopefully that’s not a big problem for you guys.
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I’ve been wanting to draw something for Rayllum Month (it’s July), but I haven’t had the time to draw for all the prompts. I’ll definitely be drawing for some of the later ones, though!
Meanwhile, enjoy this old drawing I made earlier this year. I think it fits the prompt for day one, “Beach Day.”
Prompts:
Late submission for day 29 of Rayllum Month, “Music.” Since Rayla is a Moonshadow Elf, I figured it was inevitable for this reference to happen, LOL. @dragonprinceofficial @rayllum-week-and-month
Can Callum play guitar? I dunno! I did it for the puns!
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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!
TDP One-Shot: Of Jackets and Cold Nights
1,073 words, Rayllum, Romance, Funny, Slice of Life, Book Three Spoilers
It was over. The battle was won, there was peace between Xadia and the human kingdoms, and as far as anyone knew, Viren was defeated. When they stopped to sleep en route back to Katolis, Callum had every reason to rest well.
Just one problem: He was cold.
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Callum awoke to find himself lying down on soft Xadian grass. He opened his eyes, looking up to the full moon that hung high in the night sky. It was still night, maybe 2 or 3 in the morning, he guessed. The dying embers of the nearby campfire illuminated some of his surroundings, but not quite as much as the moon.
Through the light of the moon, Callum could make out the sleeping figure of Ezran, new king of Katolis and his little half-brother. Bait, Ezran’s pet glow toad, was curled up at Ezran’s feet. Callum smiled at seeing his brother sleep so peacefully. As he looked around, he also noticed the rest of his group asleep, including his aunt Amaya, Gren, Opeli, and Corvus. Soren was gone, having taken the night watch.
Nearest to Callum was his girlfriend, Rayla. She was asleep on her side, and Callum could see her silver hair reflect the light of the moon. As Callum looked at her, he couldn’t help but feel a great warmth inside. Callum and Rayla had gone through so much together over the past month since they first met, but they had stuck by each other through it all. He was so glad to know her.
Reassured knowing that everything was safe and sound, Callum rested his head back on the grass and closed his eyes, falling back asleep.
Or at least he tried to.
Something felt off. He sat back up. “Hmmm?” he murmured quietly. What was it that felt so… wrong?
Callum had every reason to rest well that night. It was over. Not only was the battle won, but there was finally peace between Xadia and the human kingdoms, after years of constant warring between them. As far as everyone knew, Viren was gone. Callum had slept outside before, and he was exhausted from the battle, too, so it wasn’t that he didn’t want to sleep.
So why couldn’t he?
A brisk, gentle breeze blew through the air, rattling the leaves of the nearby trees and causing Callum to shiver. He clutched at his own arms, and it was at this moment that he realized what was bothering him so much: He was cold.
The one thing that made this night different from others was the fact that he was without his usual blue jacket, which had been lost in the battle from the day before. That made all the difference on a cold spring night like this one, where all he had on for warmth was his red tank top and scarf. Having not thought to ask for a blanket before everyone fell asleep, he was now facing a dilemma.
Maybe if I…? The young mage took off his scarf and tried wrapping it around himself. Unfortunately, it was not big enough and didn’t do much against the chill of the night.
“No, that’s not it…” He looked at the fire, which had all but died out. “Ugh!” He really, really regretted not learning a tad of Sun Magic.
“Callum?”
He let out a soft yelp at the sound of another voice. Turning to his side, he saw that Rayla was now sitting up, rubbing her eyes. Her ears were drooping down from grogginess. “What’s going on?”
“Oh. Hey, Rayla.” Callum kept his voice down, so not to wake the others. He rubbed the back of his head. “Sorry I woke you. I’m just… um… a little cold.” As if on cue, another breeze blew through the area and he had another round of shivers, his teeth chattering with the cold.
As tired as she was, Rayla couldn’t help but find the display amusing. “So wait… you’re this amazin’ human mage who can cast lightning spells an’ grow wings, and you helped take down an entire army, but you’re vexed by a littl’ cold?” she asked with a smirk.
“Hey, it’s pretty chilly out here, you know,” he protested, covering his bare arms.
“Well, why don’t you put on your jacket?” Rayla then wondered. “Hey, where is your jacket, anyway? I ’aven’t seen it since the battle.”
“Oh, right, you didn’t see that. Well, remember that time when you were falling and I grew wings? Yeahhhh, it kind of shredded my jacket to pieces.”
“Oh.”
“Yep. No more jacket, which means chilly Callum. ‘Chillum,’ if you will.”
Rayla’s gaze followed Callum’s arms. Her ears perked up as she allowed a small smile. “I think the sleeveless look suits you, myself. You look good.”
Callum’s blush was barely visible in the moonlight. “Okay, compliment well-received, but looking good isn’t really going to help me out here. What do I do?”
Rayla scooted closer to him. “Well, I’d offer you my vest, but something tells me it won’t be a lot of help.”
“Yeah, no, unless you have something with sleeves. And aren’t you cold?”
“Eh, you get used to Xadia’s chilly nights.” Rayla then decided it might be fun to tease Callum for a bit. “Maybe you should’ve taken off your jacket before you jumped for me.”
“Well, it was either saving you or the jacket, so…”
Rayla raised an eyebrow. “I see. You’re starting to think you made the wrong choice, eh?”
Callum’s eyes grew wide and he held out his hands. “No! No, no, don’t get the wrong idea, I—”
“Relax, Callum! I’m jokin’!” Rayla punched his arm lightly. “Here, ya dumb human.”
She grabbed Callum and pulled him into a hug. Needless to say, he was surprised by the gesture. “Rayla…? What are you doing?”
“We’ll share our body heat, keep each other warmer this way.”
“Huh…” Callum laid down with Rayla, wrapping his own arms around her. He immediately felt himself warming up. “You’re right, this feels… nice.”
Rayla smiled. “I told ya it would.” She cuddled closer to him.
Callum looked into her eyes, smiling himself. “Thank you.”
“Oh, it’s nothin’—”
“No, not just this. I mean, thank you for always being here for me, for sharing in my struggles, my laughter, being my friend, my girlfriend… and now… this.”
Rayla giggled. “You’re welcome, Callum. And hey, when we get back to Katolis, maybe I’ll buy you a new jacket or something.”
They laughed, then moved their faces closer to each other and shared a kiss for a few seconds.
“I love you.”
“I love you too.”
They kissed each other once more before drifting off to sleep together, warm in each others arms.
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So I watched Book Three of The Dragon Prince when it dropped on Friday, and I have feelings. I’ll be posting my full thoughts on the season soon, but I was mainly impressed with the character development on the parts of Soren, Rayla, and Callum (especially with the latter two becoming a thing). Feeling inspired, I decided to write this fic as sort of a sequel to the events of Book Three. Hope you all like it!
AO3
“Wow...”
For the one-month anniversary of Book Three of The Dragon Prince (yes, I know I’m late), I decided to draw this iconic scene in my style!
The relationship between Rayla and Callum was so well-handled, probably the best I’ve ever seen a romance developed in any animated series. I’m so glad they didn’t stretch it out for way too long like most shows do. This scene in particular still gets me. Can’t wait to see where they go with it in future seasons!
Characters © Wonderstorm Art © me
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My summary of art for 2019. In general, I drew less this year than last year, which is probably understandable due to my classes, internship, and moving (again). I think I got a little better, though it’s a bit hard to tell.
(RIP November, though. XD)
Soultember Prompt 2: Soul Freckles
Fandom: The Dragon Prince
Ship: Rayllum
When kids are young, seeing shapes in freckles is playful. However when the kids started to get older, they began to be told that somewhere written on their bodies by these little specks of color, was a hint to who their soulmate was.
Rayla was always confused about the freckles on her collarbone. She knew that they would lead her to her soulmate but she couldn't figure out what they meant. They made two backwards Cs with a line at the bottom.
Callum never understood his freckles. They resembled a full moon. He used to think it was just a circle until he traced the dotted lines inside of it. The pattern rested on his collarbone. He wished to know who this mysterious stranger was who he was bound to by fate itself.
The moon shape always worried Sairi and Harrow. They tried to not think too hard about it or to let their worry get in the way of Callum's excitement and detective work.
Callum never understood their anxiety, why would his soulmate make them so, scared? Worried didn't quite seem right.
As time passed on, Rayla and Callum grew up. Callum became a big brother and lost his mother. He started training with Soren and drew as much as he could.
Rayla trained to be an assassin with Runnian. She lost her parents to the battle at the Strom Spire, and now was on a mission to kill the king of Katolis.
Life takes you places you don't expect. A mission of death led to Rayla and Callum meeting. It led to a beautiful friendship and a prettier romance. As soon as the mage used Aspiro, Rayla understood what the dots on her collarbone meant. The idiot that she was traveling to Xadia with, was her idiot.
Callum took a little more time to understand. The hints were supposed to be small. There was a curl irony to meet your forever love on the day you lose someone so important to you.
"So, did you ever make out your soulmate mark?" Rayla asked.
"I think so. My mom and stepdad used to be really worried about it, but I think they would like her." Callum blushed, "How about you?"
"I think so." She smiled, "so what is it?"
"It's a full moon." He pulled his shirt down to show Rayla. "What's yours?"
"It's a spell." Mimicking Callum, she pulled her collar down to reveal her freckles.
"Hey! That's Aspiro!"
Rayla giggled, "yeah, It is." The two were silent for a moment. "we should get going, gotta get Zym home."
"Yeah."
@soulmateseptember
Rayla's introduced Callum to adoraburrs and musical flowers (the wonders of Xadia); Callum is now introducing Rayla to carved little soaps and mints (the wonders of Humanland). They just love to treat each other 😍💞
Rayla gushing over the funny soaps felt familiar. I just realized it parallels Callum being excited over the flowers in S3 (‘:
It doesn't look like Soren got any taller in the time skip, and it makes sense: he was 18 in S1, and as a male human that means he was probably as tall as he's ever gonna get. He was 5'11" (and 1/2") then, according to the official chart. Now, in S4 Callum is as tall as Soren, which we can see in several shots (the painting reveal comes to mind). That means Rayla is about 1,80 m too (without horns!) post time skip. That's very tall for an afab human indeed, but not absurd either. Do you think that makes sense?
(Have you ever been to the Netherlands? Girls there are TALL. I'm 1,69 m and I felt positively small when I lived there.)
Also I believe Rayla is about to turn 18? She was 15 but just a few weeks away from turning 16 before the two-year gap.
Anyway I'm also hung up on everyone's height so no reason.
ok let's get this straight. 1 callum is indeed wearing heels and B--considering both the fact that elves live longer and that them being taller than humans jus like? makes sense??? like i have no evidence to support this but it makes sense--rayla could totally get taller. yeah? yea
The one thing I do not like about Callum’s new design for arc2 is the shape of his eyes. I like the new haircut, I don’t mind the more angular jaw or the almost-lack of a nose, and of course he had to be taller and broader.... but I miss those rounded and expressive eyes. The new eyes are slanted and sharp and yeah I’ve gotten used to them, but-- everytime I see the old design I mourn that they changed his eyes so much. He just can't look all soft like that at Rayla ever again :’(
are you FUCKING kidding me
Carry the One: 2nd stand-alone drabble
Her ankle was throbbing, the side of her face stinging, her insides clenching with the memory of the laughter.
They’d all been… happy to see her lose, see her hurt.
They’d be happy to see her gone.
She’d made their crown prince miserable for two years, what else should she have expected?
The… against all reason… loving arms of the crown prince in question, tightened around her as he stomped quickly and angrily away from the sparring grounds.
“I’ll see to it that-“ he started.
“No. You won’t.”
“Rayla, they were cruel to you! You lost on a damn technicality and they know it! That rotten plank of wood you stepped on won that match, and they were acting like-“
“They were acting like I’d won five matches straight and then taken down a peg.”
“That’s shit! You were hurt!”
“Barely. And I’m sure someone flipping arse over tit looks hilarious from the outside.”
“It did not.”
“Well, you’re biased, as in, you don’t hate me.”
“They don’t-“ He pulled her closer, cradling her to his chest, as he kept moving. “I’m sorry, I… you’re amazing. I don’t get why-“
“You… you really don’t get why they hate me?”
“If it’s because you’re an elf, all the more reason to-“
“Callum, they don’t think I deserve what I have, what you give me. They don’t think I should be carried to a comfortable royal bedroom where the finest doctor in the kingdom will see to my measly sprained ankle, a handsome prince will make me magic ice packs and kiss my booboos and a servant will prepare me finger foods I can eat in bed. They don’t think I should be here… at all.” Her throat was tight around her words now. “You k-know… Opeli-“
“I know ‘they’ don’t get a say!”
“They do though,” she sniffed. “They get a say, they get to not want me here, they get to think what they think and you can’t protect me from it. People love you. I’d be mad at the girl who lied to you and left you on your birthday, too. I… I am mad at that girl-”
“I’m not. I love that girl. And you better not badmouth her in front of me.”
You can see all the variants of this drawing here and the Rayla carrying Callum versions here find other drabbles in this series in the [#drabble series: carry the one] tag. These don’t need to be read in order, they’re unrelated drabbles, just based on the same ‘carrying’ concept
Best caption ever.
still need two blankets? LIARS. they can't even ride different steeds, they need to cuddle.
A drawing to kill the artistic block that I have 🥲
Hope you like it 🫶
+ a simple sketch
Okay but that gif was my exact reaction @jelzorz . Thanks for the laugh :)
Not to be extremely inappropriate but you guys better hope nothing steamy happened at the starscraper bc you know what happens to all of Callum's mounts
One of my OTPs!!!
Fall for you🧡
Rayla, the moonshadow Elf! 😊
Rayla, elfa da Lua 😊
