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Ahhh May I please get headcanons for Soren with an artist S/O?

Sure! :D

Soren x Artist!Reader

♦Soren would be amazed by your artistic abilities♦He'd tell you all about how he always wanted to learn how to paint or draw or something.♦You'd remind him that it takes lots of practice, just like his sword-fighting and he'd just deadpan at you.♦"Want to practice with me?"♦It takes a couple times for him to actually sit down and do anything instead of just being amazed after you've finished something.♦He's...easily discouraged. Especially with you beside him. So instead of you both drawing, you take the time to point out and recommending ways to do things, showing him some of your old reference books or scribbling helpful guide marks on the page.♦He makes the same progress anyone makes, you set up little dates to sketch parts of the Castle, and take picnics out.♦After one of these dates, you return to the kitchen to take the picnic basket back to it's rightful shelf in the storage closet. Only, as you go to clean the basket out of the dishes and cheesecloth, you find a slip of paper, folded in two.♦A simple drawing of the rose bushes from the Gardens, with a....somewhat accurate depiction of you and the picnic basket, sitting upon the ground and looking up at the sky. However despite the smudges and too-hard-pencil markings, inconsistent shadings and too big of nose he gave you, it was perfect.

Enjoy!-☼

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Y’all

My internet is down, so requests will be slow coming bc I will only be able to write via my phone...and that’s exhausting.

Four days until I can pay it, unless my roommates step up and pay it like they were supposed to.

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Hello. May I have some headcanons for Soren’s girlfriend tending to him whilst he’s in the hospital please? Thank you so much!

Of course ♥I’m going to just do this as a general injury, maybe a broken leg or something.

Injured!Soren♦ Boy is SUPER whiny. ♦ Says ‘ow!’ before you even touch him to re-position his leg. ♦ Will insist that he the doctor told him he could eat nothing but bulk pudding for lunch. He’s basically five. ♦ In all actuality he’s actually super tough and just likes pestering you for the attention. ♦ If you manage to catch him before he’s had his pain meds, he just sits there, jaw clenched and teeth gritting. ♦ Tells a very gallant tale of how Elves ambushed him in the woods and he fought hard, but eventually one did some crazy jiu-jitsu move and kicked him down a steep hill. ♦ Marco later tells you that he was trying to retrieve his shield which had landed onto the stable roof - long story - and slipped. ♦ You don’t tell Soren you know what happened, you let him pretend to be super heroic. ♦ You do ask why you never heard anything about elves invading Katolis though. ♦ He tells you that it’s definitely because the King doesn’t want to cause panic in the kingdom. Thanks for the request! -☼

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Can you please do a Aaravos x female human mage fic, who is related to calum (maybe it takes place years before the events of tdp and the reader takes one look at aaravos and quickly falls for him)

oh my god bless you, yes. Okay so the reader is going to be an adopted daughter of Amaya here, and the King’s Niece. 

✴Aaravos x Royal!Mage!Reader

“Alright, that will conclude the lesson.” Viren said, both hands atop his staff. “I have a meeting with King Harrow, clean the study, and get some lunch.” Viren said, to both you and young Claudia. He smiled at his daughter, before turning to leave. Which left you with the little fourteen year old who was already stepping to begin cleaning up the small pile of squished beetles and butterflies. You moved silently to the beakers and vials, picking the tray up and stepping to the water basin. “When do you think Father will let me use these things we’re learning?” Claudia complained. “I started when I was fifteen.” You replied easily. You liked Claudia, but Viren favored her. He would never pay you the same attention that he paid her, which you suppose you could understand, she was his daughter after all. The part that bothered you is the fact that he encouraged her to learn spells that he wouldn’t even allow you to copy into your spellbook. He claimed Harrow and Amaya wouldn’t allow him to teach you anything more advanced. You didn’t want to believe that. “I want to start nowwwww.” Claudia moaned, tossing the carcasses of the bugs out the window and tossing the rag she’d cleaned with into the washbasin. “I’ve copied all the spells, I know all the words.” She complained “Have you asked him about it?” You tried, placing the books you’d used back onto the shelves. “Are you insane?” Claudia laughed, starting towards the door to exit the study. “Do you want to come get lunch with me?” She asked, and a smile pulled at your lips. That sounded nice. “Sure.” You replied, starting after the younger girl, just as a book fell from the shelf and hit you on the foot. “Ouch!” Claudia laughed. You grasped your foot in pain, you didn’t even realize what you were looking at for a long moment. The moment your eyes focused, and you saw the tome you knew well with pages you’d never seen before, your mind swam. ‘Stay.’ The words said. You furrowed your brows, blinking at it. “Y/N?” Claudia asked, her laughter stopped, her footsteps started to return. You practically fell on the book, closing it and grasping your foot. “This just….really really hurts Clauds, I’ll. I’ll catch up with you in a moment.” You quickly thought up anything you could to get her away. “Did you break your toe??” Claudia asked, coming near to lean down and look over you worriedly. “It will pass, I just need a moment.” You told her. She stared at you, concerned, before nodding and exiting the study. You let your foot go and closed the door, pressing the book open trepidatiously and dragging your finger down a page you’d read a thousand times. Maybe…you were hallucinating? Perhaps it was a symptom of the magic you used. Then the words on the page dripped and then poured and black colored the entire page. ‘Good’ written out in white against the inky background. You were silent, you tipped the book up and tried to look for runes or sigils, to look for any sign that this was a spell or a trick that Lord Viren was playing. ‘Two horn worms, three pinches of dragons tongue, a smidge of powdered quarts, and a single drop of blood. Sir ath athin no thore.’ “A spell? I cannot cast without Lord Viren to supervise me.” You cleverly said, Lord Viren was surely behind this and that was exactly what he would want to hear. You stood, and placed the book on the shelf, before going to meet with Claudia. On your way back from the Kitchens, you nearly ran directly into Viren. He must just now be on his way to eat. You remember the book, and you think of the test. Had he truly met with King Harrow? Or had it simply stepped out to test you from afar? “So when’d you learn to control books?” You grinned, trying to show off how clever you were. Viren didn’t smile, his eyebrow raised ever-so-slightly. He seemed to be willing to humor you, but not amused.“You’re just upset you bruised your toe.” Claudia giggled as she slipped past the two. Viren furrowed his brows, first at his daughter then at you.“Th…the Compendium of Magical Components?” You tried. Viren didn’t answer, he simply waited for an explanation. “It fell from the bookcase?” “And hit your toe?” Viren asked, voice dry. “Yes.” You answered, seeming stupider by the moment. “Then perhaps put books away properly?” He said, passing by you and moving into the kitchens. You stood, deadpanning the hallway before you. So…it wasn’t a test? It wasn’t Lord Viren. He doesn’t play tricks, and he doesn’t lie about tests. You nodded, trying to think of any possible explanation, before starting at a slow and inconspicuous pace back to Lord Viren’s Study. A few guards noticed you, but it was normal to come in here. “Just, just going to do…inventory for Lord Viren.” You nervously told Marco. He was a nice guard who just got assigned to some of the lower priority Guard Stations. Marco nodded, not sure what to do with that information, and you slipped into the study, immediately thumbing the shelves for the Compendium of Magical Components. A brown and silver tome, well-worn and thick. You pulled it from the shelf and turned it to the exact page you’d been on before, rubbing the page until you saw it swirling into a black, inky abyss. Tossing it onto the desk, you began to gather the components, and a pestle and mortar. Then you remembered that this….wasn’t sanctioned. You drew the curtains, not before seeing Soren out sparing with your mother. Not before Soren seeing you. And then getting shield bashed with a thankfully wooden shield and knocked to the ground. You slammed the curtains closed and instead imagined seeing your mother berating the poor boy for looking away. Then you picked a chair up and propped it against the study door. If anyone tried opening it and couldn’t, you could be in trouble, but you’d be in more trouble if anyone saw what you were doing. All of the components, ground up, even the drop of blood - produced from a needle prick. Finally you recited the very simple incantation, and the moment the magic faded you saw a room in the bowl. In. The. Bowl. Lord Viren had never let you cast spells more complicated than…than… a light spell, this was…out of your league. And out of your experience. A haze of tiredness washed over you, and you closed your eyes for a moment. Then the page of the book flipped as though a stiff breeze washed over it, and your eyes snapped open. You didn’t even have time to look at the book, however, for a pair of purple eyes, the sclera black, eyed you. The faintest crescent on the creature’s dark purple lips. Were those stars on their cheeks? Whatever…whoever they were…they were beautiful. Simply enchanting. “Who…are you?” You asked, voice low. They shook their head so gently, and raised a Startouched finger to press against their lips. You felt yourself growing warm just looking at this person, and nodded. They raised a book, and flipped the page to one of black. The same words that you’d just read. Their drug their finger in a line, and you cast your eyes to the book. The very same line. ‘Who are you?’ You asked. ‘My name has no meaning to you.’ the book replied. You frowned slightly. ‘What are you?’ ‘Here to help.’ the book said, and you looked into the little bowl to see them smiling playfully. ‘With what?’ ‘Magic.’ You raised your eyebrows, and made sure to let them see your surprise. The page was wiped clean of your words, and blank and black once more. ‘I have a mentor.’ ‘I will teach you anything your heart desires.’ The book read and you felt your heart start to pick it’s pace up with each syllable you read. The words swam in your head and you swallowed thickly. Lord Viren would not be happy to know about this person. Lord Viren could not know about this person. A sharp knock came to the door, and you nearly jumped out of your skin, dumping the potion into the wash basin and slamming the book closed, picking it up and sliding it into the empty spot on the shelf where it belonged before scooting the chair out of the way and opening the door with the largest smile on your face that you could muster. Soren. He smiled, face red and hair sticking to his sweaty forehead. “H-hey, how’s it.” He paused, shuffling his helmet over to his other arm and leaning against the door, feet crossed cooly. “How’s it hanging?” He tried.“Fine, fine, why do you ask?” You laughed, almost nervously. He quirked his lips sideways, a thought moving through his mind (you could always see Soren’s thoughts, as his face always scrunched in one way or another as he thought. “Oh, I just. Are you busy?” He asked. He was already red faced but you assumed he would be flushing now, had it not. “Yes.” You replied curtly. “C-Cataloging inventory for Lord Viren.” You added, to make it less suspicious. Soren immediately deflated. “Ah, yeah, okay. Cool cool.” He nodded, peeking past you into the room. “Well, better get back to work.” You said, smiling and pressing the door closed, before turning and sliding down to sit with your back against the door. You didn’t have time for Soren, you were enamored with whoever that was on the other side of the window-potion. You were in love. This turned out….longer than I meant it to. I just…love Aavaros okay, thanks. *Side-Note, I personally didn’t realize Aavaros was male until he spoke so I transferred that to the reader lmao-☼

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Oh gosh!! Please disregard my request! I didn’t realize you had done something like this already!!! I’m so so sorry!

Oh that’s okay! I can still do it 💜✨ No worries, anon! :D

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I don’t know if you still do this or not but if you do can I get a matchup? I’m a girl, 5’5” , I’m pretty androgynous and dress like a guy pretty much all the time. I have short dirty-blonde hair, blueish-green eyes, I wear glasses, and I’m really skinny and pale. I love drawing, musical theatre, and writing. I prefer guys.

Match-Ups aren’t open and I’m not planning on opening them back up, they kind of flood my inbox when I do and I don’t enjoy them as much as Headcanons and Ficlets, so I’d rather be able to focus on those. That being said, I’d match you with SOREN. He would think your boyish appearance and height is cute, (and I headcanon him as Bi so he’s completely chill if people assume he’s mackin on a guy). He’d love to sit around and watch you draw or write, while he’s relaxing after a hard day of training. He wouldn’t be very enthused by Musical Theatre. He would love making you happy, so you could probably get him to sit moderately still during a show. If it was comedy it’d be much easier. -☼

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Ah! Welcome back!! I just saw that you opened your requests and am so excited! Do you think you could do some headcannons of Soren's S/O trying to comfort him after he's attacked by the dragon, and he trying to reassure them that hes alright with what's happened?

Thank you, dear! I’m excited as well! ♥I can definitely do that! 

Injured!Soren♦ Soren would be...sort of quiet. ♦ He tries his best to joke around with you, to reassure you that he’s going to be a poet, a writer. ♦ You don’t even have to try to see through his facade. He’s hurting. He’s trying to ensure that those he loves doesn’t hurt the way he’s hurting. ♦ When you sit down, and press a soft kiss to his forehead, you see his eyes glaze over. He blinks the tears away. ♦“Are you telling yourself, or are you telling me, love?” You hush, and he clenched his jaw. Silence reigns. ♦ When he speaks again, his words seem choked, as if he’s trying to speak past the lump in his throat. ♦“I’m happy” He pauses, to breathe, perhaps to consider his words. “that I can’t hurt anyone anymore.” ♦ You let him be until you know he’s done speaking, and brush his hair from his face lovingly and try to ignore the tears you feel on your cheeks. ♦ “You tried to do what you thought was best. You tried to protect people. That takes such bravery.” ♦“Being brave doesn’t save those who died, or the lives that were ruined, Y/N.” ♦ You wished you were a better wordsmith. You wished you were better at comforting in such dire situations. ♦ “What if you hadn’t attacked, and instead you’d ridden through the town and the dragon had breathed it’s fire down upon the entire village?” You asked. You didn’t know what the truth was, but you needed an angle to make Soren feel as though he wasn’t the villain in this situation. He wasn’t. He was genuine in his interest to protect people. “You stepped into a fight when you knew you where on the short end of the stick. You had few men, not nearly enough to slay a dragon, and you still didn’t think about yourself. You thought of the townspeople. You are not the bad guy, my love.” ♦ You watched as he crumbled. As he cried. As he thought. You saw conflict in him, and you wondered if there was something he wasn’t telling you. Now wasn’t the time to ask. “May I lay beside you?” You asked, and you saw him mouth the word ‘Yes’. ♦ So you laid beside him, and pressed a hand to his cheek just to hold him someplace where he could feel your touch, and you let your eyes close. ♦ You hadn’t resolved much, but perhaps you’ve given him something to think about. ♦“You’re a hero to me, good as any one out of a storybook.” You hushed. “Every hero has struggles, and every hero learns how to save people. But you never had to learn. You’ve always been so ready to help anyone who needed it. To protect them.” You said, quietly. “You see every problem as a nail, and you think your only tool is a hammer. You paid so much for a lesson others pay nothing but a slap on the hand for, and I’m so sorry. I will help Claudia anyway I can to help find a remedy.” Thanks for the request!-☼

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Introduction!

Hello, I’m Ritty and I’ll be trying my hand at writing headcanons and short fics for the fandom! Quick warning before hand: I do have school and at least some portion of a life; replying might take a bit! 

Asks are officially open!

First off, the guidelines.

When you request, please: 

♦ Tell me which characters you want

♦ Whether you want Headcanons or a Fic

♦ If you want a female/male/gender neutral reader

♦ Give me some inspiration! A scenario or some flavor for the reader. This isn’t a must but it’ll certainly help. 

I will write:

♠ For any of the Dragon Prince characters

♠ NSFW requests for adult characters (If your request makes me uncomfortable I’ll trash it though.)

♠ Female, Male, Gender Neutral readers

♠ If I left something out and you’re curious, just ask!

I won’t write:

♣ NSFW including minors, incest, or anything akin.

♣ Violent NSFW asks

Please visit my guidelines page for more info!

I hope you all enjoy my replies and such! I’m excited to write some things for you all! 

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Asks/Requests are once again open, I’ve just finished S2. Please ignore my header for the moment, tumblr is...being dumb about custom themes and I’m working on it. ♥ -☼

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Guess What!

I finished S2! Requests are now open! I might close them again if I get too many, tbh.  I’ll be reblogging my rules shortly, ♥♥ -☼

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✨ Dear Followers ✨

I’m on Ep. 5 of Season 2 and when I finish I’ll most likely open commissions up again.

⚠️Spoiler Ahead⚠️

I’m honestly really upset that Soren swung his sword, even as lazily as he did, at Ellis, but whatever I guess.

I rarely write about issues/things in the story, tbh, so that should be fine.

‼️Anouncement‼️

I’m clearing out my inbox and draft box of things that were requested before and during the hiatus. If you sent something in, and haven’t seen it done, you’ll have to submit it again once we open. Thanks!

Also, we reached 550+ followers during the hiatus! Thank you all for all the notes and lovely, kind words. Hopefully I can open commissions back up soon!

That being said, any new followers, please look at the rules for requesting things before asking, I’ll be reblogging the old rules just so it can cycle around again.

Have a lovely night/day!

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you gots this!! 💗💗

💜💜💜 Definitely Anon!

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Have you seen the new season yet?

I haven’t yet! I’m planning to watch it this week though :D -☼

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Shameless Self Promo

You can find my commission writing blog here,

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Hello Everyone!

I’ve been gone so long that I’m nervous about coming back. I feel bad for just…ditching out but my life has been a train-wreck for the past few months and I’ve just simply not had the energy. I am sorry, and bless the temp admin for answering so many asks. ♥  To clear things up, I won’t really be operating this blog for now. Until the new season comes up and I have some free time that I feel like I can actually use on things that aren’t productive. I’m sorry for any of you that were hoping that I would get up and running really soon, but maybe I’ll go back and watch TDP again and try to cheer myself up next month or something and get in the mood to write again. 

Right now I don’t have a job and I’m facing the prospect of having to move out, no choice about it. Living here is…not working at all. So, to earn a little extra cash I’m considering doing writing commissions, so I can feel productive and not as much like a bum. If anyone would be interested in that, feel free to comment and tell me so! I haven’t even gotten prices worked out yet, but if enough people are interested I will!    -☼

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Examples of my writing can be found here, but the third sample is just one of the longer ficlets from this blog, tbh. 

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Your beyond badass and if life's punching you up punch it back al a jacksepticeye LIKE A BOSS

Y’all are going to make me cry ♥. Thank you, I’m definitely trying to! I’ll be alright, eventually. 

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You're so strong and amazing for just being yourself everyday!! Please don't feel bad for not being online! You're doing so well! Keep it up! Love u!

Thank you anon 💜 I love you as well.

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Hello Everyone!

I’ve been gone so long that I’m nervous about coming back. I feel bad for just...ditching out but my life has been a train-wreck for the past few months and I’ve just simply not had the energy. I am sorry, and bless the temp admin for answering so many asks. ♥  To clear things up, I won’t really be operating this blog for now. Until the new season comes up and I have some free time that I feel like I can actually use on things that aren’t productive. I’m sorry for any of you that were hoping that I would get up and running really soon, but maybe I’ll go back and watch TDP again and try to cheer myself up next month or something and get in the mood to write again. 

Right now I don’t have a job and I’m facing the prospect of having to move out, no choice about it. Living here is...not working at all. So, to earn a little extra cash I’m considering doing writing commissions, so I can feel productive and not as much like a bum. If anyone would be interested in that, feel free to comment and tell me so! I haven’t even gotten prices worked out yet, but if enough people are interested I will!    -☼