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indianaclems · 1 year

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Title : Chasser le Mal et apporter la vérité

Langue : Francais/French 🇨🇵

Résumé /Summary :

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Namaari est policière de Kumandra, et marche dans les pas de sa mère. En effet, malgré son jeune âge elle est déjà gradée. Lieutenante estimée et respectée elle est connue pour avoir un sens aigue de son travail, strict et exigeante tout comme pour être un bourreau de travail et impitoyable avec le crime, elle est là pour protéger les citoyens en faisant régner l'ordre.

Cependant une séduisante, mystérieuse et insolente jeune femme l'entraine sur une enquête sombre de vols, de drogues et de corruptions, et il s'avère qu'elle n'est autre que la fille du chef du terrible gang Druun : Chef Benja... qui est venue poursuivre son travail de son défunt père. Mais peut-être que le rapport d'enquête qui a propulsé sa mère au sommet de la hiérarchie policière et a être l'une des personnes les plus influentes du conseil de ce qui reste de Kumandra ne dit pas toute la vérité.

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Namaari is a policewoman from Kumandra, and follows in her mother's footsteps. Indeed, despite her young age she is already graded. Esteemed and respected lieutenant, she is known to have an acute sense of her work, strict and demanding and to be to be a workaholic and ruthless with crime, she's there to protect the citizens by keeping order.

However, an attractive, mysterious and insolent young woman leads her on a dark investigation of drugs , thefts and corruptions, and it turns out that she is none other than the daughter of the leader of the terrible Druun gang: Chief Benja. who came to continue her work from her late father. But perhaps the investigative report that propelled her mother to the top of the police hierarchy and one of the most influential people on the council of what remains of Kumandra isn't telling the whole truth.

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shy-peacock · 4 months

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Here, have some semi-spoilery smooches/cute stuff from my holiday fic for Rayamaari.

a.k.a- Raya being thirsty AF

Rated T for kisses UwU (no this isn't finished, it's a spoiler!)

Namaari's thoughts were deep in her mind and she scarcely recalled seeing Raya stumble out of the corner of her eye, not until it was nearly too late, catching her at the last minute as she crashed into her.

“Oof-!” Raya seemed to choke out, loudly, as she knocked into Namaari full force, “oh- sorry..!”

The guard turned and all eyes went to Raya and then to her foot. Namely the sandal she had there that had now been snapped on the side. Falling off her with a tiny pat sort of noise onto the ground.

“Oh no-…my shoe.” Raya complained, “I misstepped.”

“Are you alright?” The guard asked, watching Raya with worrisome eyes as Namaari offered her hand and led her to a stone bench within the halls. Helping Raya sit before bending down to pick the shoe off the ground.

“I might be…I think I rolled my ankle..” Raya said, wincing when she moved it then, “and my shoe…well, I’ll have to return to my room to replace it..”

“Want me to fi-“ Namaari began to say, seeing the snap was easily repaired, only for Raya to quickly interject.

“Guard, please tell my Father I’ll be back.” She announced, snatching the shoe then before Namaari could examine it any longer and handing it to the guard, “tell him I’ve gone to rest my ankle and replace the shoes I’ve managed to break- he’ll understand.”

The guard looked unsure, knowing the Chief gave her specific orders. But she also looked concerned about her ankle, worried it might actually be injured. It was rare that Raya ever complained about an injury, a common knowledge to them all- knowing it must be serious enough if it bothered her. So, with a sigh, she nodded her head in agreement and then bowed.

“Shall I help you to your room first-“

“That won’t be necessary,” Raya was quick to say, “Princess Namaari can aid me”

Again, the guard seemed to be unsure by this.

Yet, again, she nodded.

“Yes, Princess Raya-“

The whole exchange happened so quickly that the guard was down the hall and turning the corner before Namaari could add anything to the matter. If she did, she would have made a point to protest the necessity of missing the party. Trying to show Raya the simplicity in the tear, the way she knew how to patch such tedious breaks- giving them ample time to return to the party as her Father asked. Namaari could have easily carried her there too, they could have found her a seat where she could still rest her ankle and everything would have carried on as planned.

“Raya-..it’s just a small tear.” Namaari scoffed, intending on teasing her as she knelt down once more at her feet to inspect her other sandal then in comparison to the one that the guard had taken, “see, it’s-”

Namaari lifted her head to tell Raya just this. Only Raya silenced her as she tugged her close by the collar of her formal wear, lifting her up into a kiss.

Oh.

Namaari understood now.

Raya had lied.

Her shoe was barely broken, the fall a ruse to get them alone. A clever one, something Namaari almost ruined. Something she would kick herself for had it not been with her focus now on Raya and the fact they were now sharing their first kiss.

Raya’s hands came around her, linking behind her neck, while Namaari awkwardly shifted until she was on both her knees- tugging Raya closer to the edge of her seat by her hips. Their bodies pressed against the other as they kissed, deepening it with the swipe of Raya’s tongue against Namaari’s lip. Heat flared between them and Namaari felt her vision swim as if she had been knocked against the back of her head- melting into the sensation of her body being warmed by this single kiss.

When they broke apart from this kiss, they remained close as Raya was now half in Namaari’s lap and half seated on the edge of the stone bench, their breaths heavy as they caught it together. Another wave of pleasure in this, feeling just how badly Raya wanted this.

“I’m sorry-“ Raya had the audacity to say, “I lied but I wanted to-“

“It’s okay-“ Namaari quickly said, as Raya began peppering kisses in between her words, “I’m happy you did...”

And then, needing clarity, Namaari pulled back to ask.

“So you feel the same-?”

“Namaari-“ Raya laughed, kissing her lips, “do you really have to ask this?”

No- she supposed she didn't.

#Im still not done with it and im exhausted so heres a sneak peek #kissing #mwah #rayamaari #rayaari #raymaari #raya x namaari #my fic #canon ratld #ratld #raya and the last dragon #ratld raya #ratld namaari #namaari x raya #i am so tired pls validate me

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moon-spirit-yue · 3 months

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Me when I write 6,000+ words for a Rayaari fic: 🤩✨🧚‍♀️💪🏼💃🏽

Me when I have to write a personal essay that’s less than 1,000 words: 😩🙄😭🤬😔

#raya and the last dragon #rayaari #namaari #raya x namaari #namaari x raya #ratld #raya and namaari #ratld namaari #raya disney #ratld raya

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imrayasassitant · 8 months

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I have a rayaari fic written out for you guys that i’ll share on AO3 soon ;), let me just say I cannot wait to share it with you guys 💕.

#raya and the last dragon #rayaari #ratld #princess namaari #princess raya #raya x namaari

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rainwalker-dragonblade29 · 2 years

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Sneak peek...👀

Working on a Rayaari scene... but they get interrupted.

Writing a chapter with them today... hope you guys get to read the full story soon.

I doubt any of you remember me declaring the novel length fic in the works here... but have this.

(Say if you guys want another sneak peek this month...)

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exhausted-wine-aunt · 2 years

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UFC fighters Raya and Namaari had their first meeting at a fight. Their first weigh in face off was so tense. Faces so close, they can feel each others breath. There was definitely some sort of attraction.

In the ring, they got to learn a little about each. In the way they try to block a hit or the way they counter attack. It was like watching a dance. Although the fight seemed pretty even, one was named champion and the other not.

It takes 5 years before they meet again, and this time they play for the same team. They became great friends, and eventually developed feelings.

Due to different sponsorships, they had to go separate ways and train with different teams.

8 months later, they once again meet at another fight, their fight. On their weigh in face off, Raya pulls a stunt on Namaari in front of the media, and kisses her. Just a quick peck was enough to shake Namaari up.

So yeah, just a random idea for a rayaari fic that wont come to fruition hahaha

#rayaari #raya #rayamaari #raya and the last dragon #raya x namaari #namaari #ratld

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onceiblinked · 2 years

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I want to make a rayaari fic with my To Let Her Go Is Hard concept, but I don’t want to be harsh. Like angst is my love, but also I have a heart.

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iwritesmuttyfics · 2 years

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By Tuk Tuk... I think I just finished my last review of the omegaverse fic I am writing *shooketh* it's like almost 4am. So maybe one more read tomorrow and I am going to post yet ANOTHER pwp smutty Rayaari~

I would like to thank my dear discord friend for giving me much inspiration and conversation about where this fic was going. I would not have written this without her 🥺

One more thing: OMG THE STUMP SCENE!! AND THE BED-

Soon, babes! Soon it will be posted!

#rayaari #rayamaari #namaaya #raya x namaari #namaari x raya #raymaari

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sniperct · 2 years

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Never too early for NaNo planning!

I think the first week I will attempt to bang out the last 4 or 5 chapters of HoD

Week 2 I'll dedicate to finishing off the other 3 unfinished fics if I haven't finished them by then (Big Sky, Shadow and Ice, and Time is a River) and maybe actually finish and post Killer Queen, the modern Sylvanas-as-serial-killer AU (if those are done, I’ll move yearning up sooner. I’ve almost lost the muse for time is a river but I want to give it some kind of conclusion still)

Weeks 3 and 4 will be Yearning, and I'll throw in a few other things for variety. I'd like to finish the last Kasselsa fic before the end of the year, for example, and my Warrior of Light/Minfilia fic.

I also still want to work on the following:

Casselsa mutual hostage AU inspired by an old Star Trek novel The Elsa/Isabela Dragon Age fic A Rayaari arranged marriage AU Starlight 2 The final story arc of my Tomb Raider Artifacts series And the Lara/Elsa tomb raider epic I've plotted

At the very least I want to update or post a couple things a month for the rest of the year but we'll see how it goes lol

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shy-peacock · 3 months

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Chapters: 5/? Fandom: Raya and the Last Dragon (2021) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Namaari/Raya (Disney), Namaari & Raya (Disney) Characters: Raya (Disney), Namaari (Disney), Boun (Disney), Tong (Disney), Benja (Disney), Virana (Disney), Atitaya (Disney), Sisu (Disney), Little Noi (Disney), Original Characters, The Druun (Disney) Additional Tags: Childhood Friends, Friends to Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Violence, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Angst, Drama, Action/Adventure, Memory Loss, Magic, Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Romance, Eventual Romance, Slow Burn, NSFW

Updated! Chapter 5.

#rayamaari #raymaari #rayaari #raya x namaari #namaari x raya #ratld au #ratld #raya and the last dragon #ratld fanfiction #my writing #ASTB #a story told before fic #my fanfiction

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moon-spirit-yue · 1 year

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Just rewatched ATLA so imagine Rayaari during the reenactment play of their lives bc I’m probably going to turn this into an actual fic:

Namaari, scowling: I don’t know why we came here. We should be training. Besides, they always botch the love amongst dragons play

Raya, taking a seat: hey, remember when you hunted us for a year straight?

Namaari, sighing: alright, I’ll shut up now

Raya, smirking: good girl

Namaari, ears turning red: I will burn you to a crisp, Raya-

Tong, smacking them both upside the head: stop flirting, there’s children present

Boun, deadpanned: Tong, we fight people regularly

Noi: *nods in agreement*

Sisu: everyone quiet, it’s starting! I bet they’re gonna make me super cool and badass

Raya, giggling: I’m sure they will, Sisu

*approximately one hour later*

Raya: what is this utter bullshit-

Boun: they got me all wrong! I’m not addicted to food, I’m just a growing boy!

Tong, scowling: and I am no ruffian! If anything, they’re the ruffians for that awful haircut they put on my actor!

Sisu, eye twitching: at least you guys didn’t switch genders!

Namaari: okay, it’s not like it can get worse

Actor Raya, stuck in a cave alone with Actor Namaari: I have to say princess Namaari, I find you very attractive

Raya: my god I wish I was medicated-

Namaari: *buries her face in her hands to muffle her screaming*

Actor Namaari, frowning: you don’t have to make fun of me!

Actor Raya: but I mean it! l’ve had eyes for you since the day you first captured me

Raya, scoffing: as if Namaari could ever capture me. She’s not that good!

Namaari, glaring: you little rat how dare you question my capturing skills?

Raya: the capturing skills that don’t exist you mean?

Actor Raya and Actor Namaari: *proceeds to make out*

Sisu, smug: I didn’t know you two were in a relationship

Raya: I swear to go I will maim you, avatar or otherwise-

#raya and the last dragon #ratld #rayaari #namaari #raya x namaari #namaari x raya #raya and namaari #ratld namaari #raya disney #ratld raya

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thedragonnerd · 3 years

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Fic: Love Languages

Headcanon suggested by a lovely anon, which spawned into a fic. Read on Ao3 or under the cut.

Words of affirmation

Receiving compliments or words of encouragement are not uncommon for Namaari. She has gone through life aiming to be the best at everything she does – the best leader, the best warrior, the best Princess – and along with her success come compliments on her fighting techniques, her decision-making skills, and even her ability to look formidable in her formal attire.

As royalty, people lavish her with praises when they see an opportunity to get into her good graces, despite the obvious lack of sincerity behind their words, and it tires her to deal with fawning citizens. She loves her people, but she’d rather they’d love her back truly; false words mean nothing.

Chief Virana does not give out compliments easily, and is often faster to critique than to encourage. Namaari pretends her mother’s approval is nothing more than something important to receive from her Chief, but in reality, she craves hearing soft words such as ‘well done, Morning Mist’, whenever she is lucky enough to have them bestowed upon her.

As she grows up, she decides that sweet words are nice to have, but ultimately unnecessary – nothing more than a nod of acknowledgement is needed, before one can place it aside and move on to more important things. And then Raya comes back into her life.

Raya, who can flirt endlessly with elaborate innuendos until Namaari rolls her eyes at her ridiculousness. Raya, who is quite happy to press herself closer than absolutely necessary in their sparring sessions, just to set out some unspoken physical challenge.

And yet, when it comes to providing a genuine compliment, Raya practically freezes.

‘I like…like your hair,’ she mumbles one day to Namaari, glancing off to the side in order to avoid making eye contact. Her cheeks are flushed bright red, even though earlier in the day she had made a lewd comment about a sword which didn’t even have her blinking.

For some reason, Raya’s lack of suaveness when it comes to providing true compliments delights Namaari, and she hoards each instance close to her heart, happy in the knowledge that every word spoken was genuine in its meaning.

In return, she starts to gift Raya with compliments of her own.

For Raya is not used to receiving compliments, at least not in a long time. Her Ba used to provide encouragement and compliments often, but that was many years ago, and now he hesitates to put them into words sometimes, unsure of how this new dynamic works when he’s looking at a grown-up daughter rather than a small child.

Namaari has no difficulty in sharing them though.

‘You look very beautiful today,’ she tells Raya softly one evening, when they are having dinner. Raya stammers out some incomprehensible response, and spends the rest of the meal staring down at her bowl, occasionally darting her eyes over to Namaari.

‘I love that hairstyle on you,’ Namaari says to her a few days later, watching as Raya braids her hair back with expert precision.

‘Umm…thanks?’ Raya squeaks.

‘Your techniques were excellent today,’ Namaari informs her after a sparring session. This time, Raya just nods, and clears her throat before trying to awkwardly change the subject. Namaari can still see the smile on her lips though.

Eventually, Raya becomes better at both giving and receiving words of affirmation. Namaari learns how true compliments can be more meaningful than expected.

It isn’t the most important aspect of their relationship, but they like to encourage each other all the same.

Acts of service

Raya sees how much of a burden Namaari perpetually takes onto her shoulders, in her duties for Fang. She is so focused on helping her people rebuild and expand, or going away on diplomatic missions to help form better relations with the other lands, that she forgets to take a moment to breath sometimes.

Raya wants to take some of her stress away, by helping her carry out some of her duties or at least be involved in organizing certain aspects of the expansion projects, but she discovers quickly that Namaari is somewhat of a perfectionist. It is almost more stressful for her to find herself out of the loop or uninformed about decisions, than it would be to allow her undertake the duties in the first place, and so Raya finds it more helpful to just back off from the work unless asked to provide support.

It’s also a way for Namaari to feel as if she is atoning for her past actions. Raya wishes she wouldn’t feel the need to do so, but it is something they’ve argued about before, and they always end up stuck in a perpetual loop.

One of the ways Raya can help however, is with her cooking.

Namaari is an awful cook (something Raya unfortunately discovers herself with one ill-fated meal), but she is fascinated by watching Raya conjure something up in the kitchen.

Gone are the days of living off jackfruit jerky; with so many fresh and interesting ingredients at her disposal, and with the occasional reminders from Ba when she is unsure about something, Raya makes a whole array of different foods over the months.

It’s one of the best ways of getting Namaari to relax, Raya finds. Every mealtime when Raya is behind the pot, Namaari will abandon whatever work she is doing, and will sit and watch Raya finish making the dishes. They’ll always eat it together, and for a short while, Raya can feel the stress lift free from Namaari as she laughs over Raya’s words and enjoys good food.

Gifts

The first gift Namaari ever gave Raya has almost become a symbol for their entire complicated history. It represents new friendship, betrayal, and after so many years…forgiveness and a fresh start.

Namaari gives it back to her not long after the return of Kumandra, before she can second-guess herself.

‘It was a gift,’ she says, half-expecting it to be thrown back in her face. But Raya runs her finger gently over the surface of the dragon pendant, and then sends her a small smile. The next day, Namaari sees it hanging around her neck once more.

Once they start dating properly, Namaari can’t get it out of her mind how much the gift seemed to mean to Raya, both times.

‘She still doesn’t have that many personal belongings,’ Namaari informs Sisu, as an explanation as to why she was forcing the dragon to accompany her around endless market stalls in Talon, looking for the perfect gift for Raya. ‘I figure it’s because she was on the move so much in life, she couldn’t carry a lot.’

Sisu makes an ‘mmm’ sound, clearly not buying her reasoning completely, but allows the topic to drop when she’s distracted by shiny objects at the next stall.

Namaari finds a small knife that can be strapped to a wrist and slipped up the sleeve. She knows how much Raya prefers to be carrying at least one weapon with her at all times, and this would be perfect for diplomatic meetings – subtle, and easy to hide. And indeed, Raya wears it continuously after receiving it as a gift.

On another visit to another market, this time in Spine, Namaari spies a comb with a beautifully carved handle.

‘For your hair,’ she says in an attempt to be casual, thrusting it awkwardly in Raya’s direction that evening. Raya loves it, and it is indeed used every night before bed to comb out her braids.

Every time Namaari has to travel on diplomatic missions, she now ensures that she brings back something small for Raya.

‘I love the gifts,’ Raya tells her one day. ‘But I love even more how it shows you’re thinking of me when you’re away.’

One evening, as they are getting ready for bed, a small golden ring drops out of Namaari’s pocket by mistake.

‘Is…is that my old hair band?’ Raya asks, peering over the side of the bed as Namaari scoops it up in a hurry. ‘I thought I’d lost that years ago.’

‘I found it,’ Namaari says defensively, clutching it tight in her fist. ‘I guess…I never asked you if you wanted it back?’

Raya shakes her head with a smile, but the following evening, she steps up behind Namaari, sliding her hand into her pocket. Namaari watches as she pulls out the hair band and threads it onto a small gold chain.

From then on, they both wear a gift from the other around their necks.

Physical touch

Sometimes, everything can become overwhelming, the past traumas so great that it seems suffocating. And in that darkness, sometimes the gentle touch of another is the only thing keeping the world grounded.

Raya goes six long years without receiving a hug. At the time, she doesn’t see it as a big deal – she’s grown up fast, and learnt that the world isn’t the welcoming place her father once hoped it could be. Even moreso, her Ba was the last one to hug her, and she doesn’t mind keeping it that way.

Now though, she finds comfort in the small touches. It’s in the featherlight way Namaari’s nose brushes against her neck as they curl up together in bed, waiting for the morning sun to rise. It’s in the gentle trail of Namaari’s fingers across her back, as they stand talking to others, and Namaari absentmindedly reaches out for her. It’s in the soft kiss against her temple, when Namaari has to go back to work after lunch.

Occasionally, she will need to be encompassed by that comfort, and in this moment, she will go and find Namaari, stepping closer until her forehead rests on her shoulder. No matter what she was previously doing, Namaari will pause everything, wrapping her arms tightly around Raya, and they stand there until Raya can feel as if she can breathe again.

Namaari has a habit of falling too far into her own mind sometimes. She is an outwardly composed and pragmatic individual, but internally, all sorts of doubts and guilt still plague her, and there are days where she can’t shake off the feeling that she isn’t doing enough in her life to atone for her past, or that she is a fraud who has no right in stepping up and trying to lead her people when her previous actions cost them so much.

It’s difficult for her to ask for help in these moments. Raya learns instead to notice the signs of a bad day, or whenever Namaari gets trapped into a downwards spiral, and she will take Namaari by the hands and sit them somewhere quiet.

There they can actually talk, and sometimes Namaari feels comfortable enough to share her fears. But the most important thing, Raya finds, is to slide an arm around her shoulders, pulling her in tight and peppering her cheek and bare shoulder with small kisses.

Raya refuses to let her go until she sees at least one small smile.

Quality time

In the early days of the relationship, there is still so much separation between the two of them. Raya is in Heart, helping her Ba welcome back everyone to their lands, fixing up the buildings, ensuring the harvest gets started…There are so many jobs to do, and Raya knows Namaari is undergoing the same issues back in Fang, coupled with an expansion of their kingdom.

On top of all of this, there are endless council meetings and diplomatic missions, so if it isn’t Namaari being busy with politics, it is Raya, much to her annoyance.

Whenever they do get to spend time together, they ensure no minute is wasted. They have meals together, and spar together, and find all sorts of random ways to entertain themselves. Namaari loves to go out in the evenings and watch the night sky, attempting to teach the constellations to Raya; but Raya decides that these constellations are ridiculous, and so they create their own. Raya meanwhile loves to go for hikes in the woods, dragging Namaari along to discover new plants and wildlife, and occasionally climbing the trees.

They both love to sit in bed next to each other, quietly reading their books, or discussing their day. Sometimes, Raya will lie sideways on the bed, her stomach across Namaari’s legs and her arms hanging over the edge, so she can carve pieces of wood into intricate shapes, with Namaari reads out loud for the both of them.

Even after several years, and living together permanently, Raya finds herself reflecting on the fact that she never gets bored as long as she’s with Namaari.

They are currently lying in a field somewhere in the depths of Heart land, enjoying the sun shining onto their faces and the grass tickling their skin. She lazily wiggles her hand until it makes contact with Namaari.

‘Dep la?’ Raya whispers, and Namaari grunts in response. ‘You don’t get bored with me, right?’

Namaari merely shuffles closer without even opening an eye, resting her cheek against Raya’s shoulder.

‘Don’t be stupid,’ she mumbles, and she’s curled up so close that Raya can feel the vibrations of her voice on her skin.

‘Didn’t think so,’ Raya says in satisfaction. They continue to enjoy the peace.

#rayaari #raya and the last dragon #raya and namaari #ratld #raya #namaari #rayaari fic #rayamaari #this was supposed to be a headcanon #but it all was just like 'hello must get out of the brain'#some fluff to keep you guys happy #while i work on the concept au angst

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imrayasassitant · 3 months

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guys- i want to write another rayaari fic but i need ideas 😩!

#raya and the last dragon #rayaari

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rayaaribigbang · 3 years

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RAYAARI BIG BANG INTEREST CHECK NOW OPEN - CLOSES APRIL 30TH 🐉💙

What's drippin', dep la? Welcome to the 2021 Rayaari Big Bang! This fandom event is intended to facilitate collaboration between authors and visual artists through contributing a collective body of longfic and full color illustrations about our two favorite dragon nerds. All pieces will revolve around the Raya/Namaari pairing from Raya and the Last Dragon.

What is a big bang?

Per Fanlore:

A Big Bang (or “Bang” for short) is a specific type of challenge usually involving long fics and accompanying artwork. This type of challenge is a reprise of the old zine tradition of collaboration between artists and writers for internet fandoms.

Most Big Bangs have a similar format: Writers sign up to take part in the challenge and begin writing stories. When the early drafts of the stories are available, each one is assigned one or more artists, or artists might claim stories from posted summaries. Artists create fanart to go along with the story.

Minimum expectations for this bang will be a 10k+ standalone new work for writers and 1-2 full color illustrations from artists.

Participants will also have the opportunity to serve as beta readers (all finalized fics must be beta read) and/or pinch-hitters, which are individuals who step in to fulfill a written or artistic prompt if another participant must drop out. This big bang event will cap at AO3's Mature rating, with no explicit violent/sexual or dead dove content allowed in associated works.

We are also looking for mods to help run the Discord and social media (Twitter/Tumblr/Carrd/Graphics)!

Tentative schedule subject to adjustment:

Mid May: Sign-ups & Discord open

Early June: Prompt submissions and pairing begin

Late June: Author & artist pairings are finalized; work begins

July-Sep: Progress check-ins

October: Contributions are beta-read and finalized

Early November: Posting begins

Take the first step! 🐉💧

Submit Interest Check Here

— Mod Annika (@skyguyandsnips), Mod Aly (@thedragonnerd), Mod Sai (@rayaarism)

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