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TDP Italiano -- La Reunione di Ruthari

Ciao, il mio amato fantasma: Hello, my beloved phantom.

Sei tornato a ossessionarmi?: Are you back to obsess over me? [1]

Come hai detto?: What did you say? [2]

Ti vedo dappertutto: I see you everywhere.

Sento la tua voce anche se non ci sei...: I hear your voice even if you're not there... [3]

Ma io ti imploro, Runaan. Lasciami stare: But I am begging you, Runaan. Leave/let me be.

Lascia che ti dica addio: Let me say goodbye to you. [4]

Original English words, different from the Italian translations:

1: Have you come again to haunt me? 2: Haunt you? 3: Hear your voice when you aren't there... 4: Let me let you go.

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Rayla in modern aus be like, "Oh yeah, my parents served in Black Ops and died/went MIA," and occasionally "and one of my foster dads suffered a similar fate," but never "Oh yeah, one of my foster dads is/my parents are in prison. Been there for years now." Imagine the drama. The potential. We need to think bigger.

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Moonshadow fam.

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Just preparing myself in case they decide to chop off all of Runaan’s hair by arc 3 🫩

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Thanks for the tag! <3 (Beware of the ones with E ratings... the smut starts quick.)

Your Milky Way [Ruthari, E, 100]:

Rayla had asked that morning where elflings came from.

2. The Arms of the Ocean Delivered Me [Ruthari, T, 829]:

For the first time since Runaan's imprisonment, he didn't wake up screaming or sobbing from night terrors. No, he slowly woke up at the feeling of a tail fin twitching against his own.

3. Like Swords to the Pit of My Belly [Rayllum, G, 202]:

The rush of air that blows in after the doors burst open feels too cold for late July. Opeli had been wondering why the halls had been scarce of people going about these last few minutes, curious why the courtyard outside through the windows had gone so silent. It wasn't until the doors to the throne room were thrown open that she knows something went wrong. One, two, three people walk in. Oh, and Bait.

4. Covered in the Colours of You [Ruthari, E, 6.3k]:

“Oh. Oh, baby. Ah~” Runaan had his hands fisted in Ethari’s hair, trying his best not to tug too hard.

5. Don't Follow the Sounds [Ruthari + Rayla, T, 1.4k]:

Rayla just wanted some water and maybe some ice-cream, as a treat for working hard in school. That wasn’t too much to ask for, was it? She had just gotten out of her shower after several hours of studying. It was late, almost mid-night, but this wasn’t unusual. Walking down the stairs and to the kitchen, she saw something move in the reflection of the stainless-steel fridge. Continuing forward with caution, she froze when she heard noise.

6. Cuddle It Better [Callum + Stella, G, 1.3k]:

Stella glared up at the human boy from where she had been shoved into his arms against his chest. From the moment she first met him, Stella had come to one very clear conclusion: this boy had to go.

7. The Braids that Tell Our Stories [Runaan + Rayla, G, 2.2k]

Rayla ran. She ran as fast as she could, wanting to get as far away from them as possible. Runaan had told her she was fast for her age--no, not just for her age, fast in general--but she didn't feel fast in that moment.

8. That's Not What that Does [Ruthari + Baby Rayla, T, 1.1k]:

Runaan wondered what was taking him so long. Ethari had gone to calm down the baby, but he could still hear crying. That, and the sheets by his side were getting cold. His ears perked when he heard the crying getting closer until Ethari stood in front of the doorway, holding a squirming little elfling in his arms. She had started teething two weeks ago... and then started horning just a few days ago.

9. Silvergrove's Emotional Support Moon Cat [Ethari + his shadowpaw, G, 538]:

“Oh, we’re in for it now, love.” Ethari plopped himself onto the soft cushioning and sprawled out with self-pity. He was met with a soft nuzzling against his arm and moved his hand to stroke the hair there, receiving a hum and more nuzzling in response.

10. A Fluffy Surprise [Ruthari + Shadowpaw, G, 698]:

It had been four moons since Ethari had awoken to the tiny kitten resting on his chest. Tethu, Ethari had decided to name him, had done some growing in that time, be it both physically and educationally. Ethari had taught him how to use the litter box, got him on an eating schedule, and taught him that scratching the pillows to shreds was bad. Tethu, the cute thing, was an amazing kitten.

Tagging @hoothalcyon @that-disabled-princess @beautifulterriblequeen and whoever else wants to participate!

Latest Fics + First Lines 💕

Thanks for the tags, @anincompletelist and @rockyroadkylers!

Rules: post the beginning lines of your most recent 10 published fanfics (or chapters, if you don't have 10 fics), then attempt to tag 10 people!

1 -

Henry wakes suddenly in the middle of the night after being kicked in the leg.

(Your Tear Caught the Light (The Earth From a Distance))

2 -

The kids are jittery this Friday.

(Chapter 11 of The World Stood Still)

3 -

Alex scrolls until his pointer and middle finger twinge at the knuckles.

(The Life Cycle of Falling)

4 -

Henry refuses to leave this room without at least one sweet treat.

(The Pain’s Different (It Still Exists, It Just Escapes Different))

5 -

Niamh’s living room is becoming familiar to me.

(Chapter 11 of Have Fun at Summer Camp)

6 -

I love my best friend, but he’s the slowest walker on the face of the Earth.

(When You Listen, You Love)

7 -

Alex’s new roommate is pretty.

(No Rain, No Rainbow)

8 -

I sigh quietly, staring at my shelf of the bathroom cabinet.

(Thick as Thieves)

9 -

Alex unbuttons—and re-buttons—his blazer three times before deciding it was fine to begin with.

(Sometimes This Has a Hot, Sweet Taste)

10 -

Henry stands in front of the bathroom mirror, fiddling with his hair. 

(And I’ll Never Go Home Again)

Tagging @that-disabled-princess @monbons @miss-minnelli @mooncello @firenati0n

@philaet0s @artsyunderstudy @andromedaskies @thesleepyskipper @beefybisexualrozanov and anyone else who wants in! Apologies for any repeat tags!

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Some stuff I gathered from the Watch Party as the creators answered fan questions:

- Inverting the nexus wouldn’t bring Leola back. Startouch council essentially ended her existence and Aaron doesn’t believe there’s a way to bring her back (plus Aaravos would’ve done so already)

- The Jailer was a unique dark mage who specialized in prisons and puzzles

- Tiadrin and Lain are not likely to appear in TDK, they have passed on and are happy together

- They want to work on an art book for Mystery of Aaravos (arc 2)

- Confirmation that ‘Pip and the King’ was always the plan since the beginning

- Apparently the white streak from practicing dark magic is “un-dye-able” (unsure if this was a joke)

- Someone asked about the crying baby in the teaser, and Aaron said ‘sparkly baby poop is all I’m going to say’�� also unclear if he was joking 🫩

- Aaron imagines something elaborate must’ve happened when the quasar diamond was switched in the staff, like a heist

Q: Does the dragang find Aaravos’ book?

A: Great question, I will not answer it.

We will see more of the following people and/or events in TDK

- More Kim’Dael

- Astrid and Celestial elves

- Startouch elves

- More Ruthari (“if they survive,” Aaron joked)

- Aaravos/Callum interactions

- Queen Aanya

- Miyana and the twins, Janai/ the lineage for the sunfire monarchy

- More relationships between humans and elves

- We are likely to meet someone ancient who has kept themselves alive though the dark practice of self-eating

- We will see more Elarion; Aaron compared the ruins to the Chernobyl disaster

- Zym’s power has grown

- Stella has been trouble as usual!

Likely to be in tdk, but no official guarantee:

- The Jailer’s descendants and their fates

- Humans will be able to do primal magic

- Claudia could potentially have a new love interest, again nothing guaranteed

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"Astrid is the strongest of the group, she obviously has-"

ASTRID was blinded by looking in the General Direction of a lightening strike which landed Too Close To Her Face multiple feet away. SNOTLOUT JORGENSON, on the other hand, who has been struck by lightning on screen 12 times-

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They all auditioned for the part of Guide Bird (even though he still had one eye), but when Berto was selected, they all turned against him.

why is no one talking about the fact that Villads says his left eye was taken by a flock of mutinous seagulls? You can't mutiny if you weren't part of the crew, that would just be an attack. Villads had a crew of SEAGULLS.

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first rule of being a rare pair shipper is find a freak or three who can be convinced to enjoy the rare pair as much as you do. second rule is feed each other's insanity

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I still think it's a crime that Gren and Runaan haven't interacted yet after his release from the coin.

You know who would get along well?

Gren and Terry.

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~ Catch Me ~

“We have moonlight, greenery, and a glittering lake all around us, yet you choose to stare at me instead,” Runaan said, voice velvety and light as his arms encircled Ethari’s neck.

Ethari blinked, his breath catching as he nested his palms on Runaan’s hips. “Do I?”

The assassin answered, not in words, but in the shimmer of his turquoise eyes and the slow, deliberate bite of his bottom lip. Teasing. Dangerous.

His hands slid down Ethari’s chest, gripping the soft scarf that was loosely tied there. Fingers curled around the purple fabric and tugged as Runaan took one step back. Then another.

The message was clear: come with me.

And it earned Runaan his cherished left-dimpled smile from his beloved.

“Not fair,” Ethari said, his stern tone offset by the warmth blooming across his cheeks. “You know exactly what you’re doing.”

Runaan tilted his chin down just an inch, his eyes locked onto Ethari’s underneath long lashes. “Mm. I am entirely innocent.”

He looked like a painting, the trees his frame, the moon his lighting. Catching in his hair, in the proud curve of his horns.

Ethari’s hands hovered in the space between them as he stared at the divine masterpiece that was the elf he loved. Caught between tugging his scarf back or letting it be pulled forward like a leash.

“You are trouble,” he whispered, his resolve faltering like it never existed.

Another step back. “I am your trouble.” One more tug. “What are you going to do about it?”

The scarf grew taut between the two of them. Ethari, helpless to stop it, drew in closer.

They were supposed to be taking a quiet walk by the lake. You know. Romantic. Grounding. Normal fiancé things.

Yet here the blacksmith stood, heart hammering away as his soon-to-be husband smirked and slid his elegant fingers into the folds of the scarf.

“Catch me,” Runaan breathed.

Ethari’s eyes went wide in a second. “Don’t you dare—”

But Runaan had already yanked the fabric free in one smooth motion and took off into the trees. That beautiful bandit.

“Runaan!”

A rare, full-bodied laugh floated back through the forest, boyish and melting.

“Moon above,” Ethari cursed, his eyes alight with love and youth.

And he took off after him.

Branches snapped underfoot, leaves rustling as the cool night air nipped at his skin. Fireflies danced around them, scattering, oblivious to their little game.

The chase didn’t last too long. Mostly because Runaan wasn’t trying that hard. He darted between trees like a skilled shadow, lithe and swift. He kept glancing back, a flirty smirk playing at his lips while the scarf fluttered behind him at every turn.

“You’re going to pay for that!” Ethari called out with a smitten grin on his face.

Runaan only winked, which was enough to make Ethari stumble.

But only for a moment.

Ethari pushed harder. Mine, he thought. That ridiculous, gorgeous elf is mine.

And with a final burst of speed, Ethari caught the menace by the waist, hauling him backward and off his feet with a triumphant sound that said gotcha! They both laughed bright as they landed into the moss and leaves in a tangle of limbs.

Ethari giggled, propping himself up above Runaan, straddling his hips as their breaths settled.

The stolen scarf was still clenched in Runaan’s hand. That is, until he lifted it slowly and looped it behind Ethari’s neck. Then he pulled him down, just close enough for their noses to brush.

Runaan’s eyes were soft now, the teasing glint mellowed into something molten. His long, white hair was sprawled in the grass like moonlight breaking through the clouds.

“Caught me,” he said, and drew his fiancé in.

Their lips met in a tender, slow kiss. Runaan’s hands slipped free of the scarf, only to find their home along the warmth of Ethari’s skin. Soft. Familiar. His.

When they parted, Ethari’s lips curved into a smile that stopped time. He tucked wild strands of Runaan’s hair behind his pointed ear, and whispered the first of many vows.

“I will always catch you, my shade.”

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My heart for Xadia!

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A very important, no nuance question...

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What’s the best way to spoil Tethu for a day?

The Leapsplash!

Rayla named it when she was wee, and somehow, Tethu got it into his head, so he doesn't respond to any other names for it. It is The Leapsplash now.

It's a broad, secluded pool in the forest, deep in the middle of an ancient stone rise. Ancient elves carved steps down to it, which spiral around the outside of the pool exactly one time around. But the fastest way down...

You guessed it. Tethu loves to leap, and then splash.

This pool is a little different than the others because of the jellyfish. They're small and bright blue, and they spend their lives blobbing around the pool. Usually they go slowly, but if you touch one, it'll make a kind of watery squish and jet itself away from you.

You have cats in the human lands, and you have laser pointers, yes? Then you understand Tethu's glee. I'll take him to the pool and let him jump down ahead of me - I use the stairs like a normal elf, thank you, I only yeet with Runaan - and then I'll swim with him and send the little jellies zipping for him to chase. He can do that for hours! Don't worry, he doesn't eat them. He just likes to boop them with his big nose.

I'll lure him up the steps for some snacks and sunning on the flat rock top - I sun too, even though it's very toasty - and then we'll hop back in and repeat. After a few hours of swimming to his big heart's content, I can get Tethu to float on his back in my arms, and I'll skritch his chest and jowls softly until he falls asleep and makes little paddling motions with his claws.

I weave some gold and green jellybell vines into a crown for him for the ride home from the Leapsplash, and their glass-jar pods glow like little lights around his ears and horns. His fur is all dry by the time we get home, and I brush him down until he's soft and silky again and tell him what a wonderful job he did that day, being a good boy. And when he drifts off to sleep those nights, his claws always do that happy paddling.

Tethu is my bestest, goodest boy.

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Tethu: the humans' mounts are so fragile Ethari but don't worry I will never get eaten by a corrupted banther outside an abandoned library

Ethari: ...that is very specific

Tethu: *licks Ethari's hair so it stands up on one side* I just told you not to worry

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I've been wanting to create this edit since I first read BH.

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RUNAAN and ETHARI in The Dragon Prince S03E03 "Ghost"