"You Are Loved"

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Rayla lay motionless on the damp linen, trying not to breathe. With the breathing came the pain. She had been hot before, her whole body a furnace, causing her to throw back the covers while the sheets had been soaked in sweat. Now she was shivering, curled up around the pain in her guts that periodically flared up to overwhelm her.

Like last year, we are offering Mini-Month as an alternative to the traditional 31-prompt Rayllum Month in July. Mini-Month features just 4 prompts—1 per week, with a suggested posting date of Wednesday each week. We'll be checking the tag #rayllum mini month 2026 to reblog everyone's work and spread the love! Check out this blog, the Mini-Month tag, and the Rayllum tag to see everyone’s fantastic fanworks!

PROMPT LIST

JULY 5-11: early years

JULY 12-18: family tree

JULY 15th: Callum's Birthday

JULY 19-25: unrest

JULY 26-31: healing

JULY 31st: Rayla's Birthday

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Our aim is to provide another space to celebrate Rayllum Month, and we wholeheartedly encourage all fans to embrace any prompt that inspires them this July...the more Rayllum the better!

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Summary: In a world where the border between Xadia and the human lands never truly existed, humans and elves live along side each other, but not together. Years ago, Callum made an unlikely friend, one he thought long lost to time.

By chance, their paths cross again, but considering how much they’ve both changed, is it possible to rekindle their friendship?

Or have their differences become too much to overcome?

Pairing: Rayla/Callum 

Rating: Mature

AO3 Link: A Dark Alternative

Rayla tried not to laugh at poor Callum. He’d been shaking hands for what felt like an hour now, various townsfolk ensuring they said goodbye to their prince and saviour.

“Oh no, it’s fine,” Callum smiled awkwardly, clearly trying to pull his hand back with little success.

The man shaking his hand was the farmer they’d dealt with the most. He looked to almost be in tears, one of his little creatures clutched in his hand. He’d tried to gift the little thing to Callum, who’d somehow managed to decline without offending the man, insisting that the city of Katolis was no place for such a creature.

Somehow, they’d managed to agree that the little thing would be named Callum, in his honour.

Rayla was watching the commotion from the shade of their tavern. She probably should have helped Callum, but he was the prince and this sort of thing was his domain.

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Week 22 2026

Community Events

Rayllum Month 2026 by @m4rs-ex3

TDP Whump Week by @tdp-whump-week-2026

Graphics, gifs, edits, etc

Fanart

Rayllum fanart by @5e2o

Rayllum sprites by @alani2354

New Fanfic

Rayllum ficlet by @sasstrid-and-dorkcup

Head, hand, heart by @zuppizup

Stuck In My Own Head by @winterstorm032802

Smear of blood by @zuppizup

there's a whisper in my bones (keeping me restless and whole) by @jedidragonwarriorqueen

Up-dated Fanfic

I Miss You, Even Though You Still Breathe: Chapter 2 by @winterstorm032802

Impossible: Chapter 50 by @little-red-alchemist-of-doom

Unlikely Allies: Chapter 50 by @konmaao3

As if being a new parent isn't hard enough!

Being a Moonshadow elf, Rayla is better at managing nighttime stuff. She handles feeding obviously, but tries not to wake Callum when she's changing Sarai or rocking her to sleep.

(It generally doesn't work because Callum has become a super light sleeper as a dad and wakes up no matter how quiet she's being).

Her plan becomes truly moot when her wrist pain flares up, at which point Callum takes over as much of the manual baby care as he can.

As a morning person, Callum is aways happy to take Sarai and let Rayla get a little more sleep. He chats to her as he has breakfast (which she is very interested in and always trying to wrestle from him), then they go for walks after.

He loves telling Sarai about everything he's doing, showing her books and drawings, explaining plans or what he's writing in a school. She babbles back incessantly.

All of which Rayla thinks is adorable.

With Rayla being a more up-close fighter and Callum being ranged and capable of flight, he tends to carry Sarai when they're going on any kind of journey. Baby wearing is how most babies are transported in Xadia, which Callum loves. A lot of humans in Evrkynd adopt the pactice too.

“How do you feel?” he asked cautiously, stepping closer. She shrugged under her blanket, her face turned towards the wall. “Could be worse.” At least she was awake and strong enough to get up – for the last hours his imagination had tormented him with all kinds of other scenarios, each one more terrible and less likely than the last. Returning to their rooms to find her in agony, unresponsive, already cold and dead … On a rational level he knew that Rayla was in capable hands, but he wasn’t actually all that rational when it came to her.

“Prince Callum, I believe I’ve been very clear on this subject,” Viren simpers, clearly trying to look calm and reasonable.

Callum knows him too well though. He’s seen this act before. He knows that under this veil of calm and understanding, Viren is angry.

“Clear?! You’ve been the opposite of clear!” he snaps, tired of these games. “You did capture the elf from Xadia, didn’t you?”

“You and the king need to understand,” Viren continues, walking over to his desk and pulling open a drawer. “It’s not good enough to merely cower on this side of the border. Xadia is humanity’s ancestral land. The elves and dragons have no right to keep us from crossing the border whenever we like.”

“What’s that—” Callum frowns, trying to make sense of what Viren is saying. “What does capturing one elf have to do with that? Xadia isn’t going to reopen the border over the life of one elf.”

“Of course they won’t,” Viren sneers. “The dragons no more care for that elf’s life than you would a gnat buzz in your ear.”

“So, why take her then? Just for the ingredients?” Callum pauses, watching Viren’s face twitch, like he’s trying to hide a smirk. “You’ve been trying to argue that Xadia is coming for Ez again… is she— Are you trying to pretend that she is an assassin so you’ve an excuse to wage war on Xadia?”

“Prince Callum, I really wish you’d stopped asking questions,” Viren sighs, looking bored and annoyed. “You showed potential as a mage and Claudia is genuinely fond of you—”

Callum blinks, confused by this change of subject. “What are you talking about?”

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They're happy most of the pregnancy and spend most of it doing happy things- preparing a nursery, telling their friends and family, thinking about names. But the worry that they pushed into the back of their minds is hard to ignore now. Every day they crept closer to the day of his return they got more and more anxious.

And then it finally came- the day of Aaravos's return. The exact day he said his stars would align and he would be allowed to descend from the stars.

They're in Evrkynd, the city they've made their home, when the day comes. They were all gathered to discuss final plans of action in preparation for his return. Rayla had excused herself from the meeting to use the facilities, grunting that this baby was dancing on her bladder constantly. Suddenly she3 feels her water break and gets the sudden rush of pain from a contraction.

Her heart immediately sinks into her stomach like a stone. Not today not today not today, please please not today of all days. They have been waiting to be able to hold their baby in their arms for so long now, so long that it became easy to forget that that moment would be coming so close to what could very well be doomsday. But it was one thing to worry when they thought the birth might happen close to his return, but the very day of his return?

She clutched both hands tightly around her belly and waddles as quickly as she can to get back to the meeting.

When she finally finds him he's in the middle of a meeting with Ezran, Soren, and the rest of the council. She had burst through the door rather dramatically and the look on her face and the way she was holding herself told them all everything they needed to know. Callums eyes widen and rayla can tell that he is feeling that same terror about the timing of this birth that she is. He freezes for a second, then pushes down that dress and rushes over to her, excusing them both from the meeting in a total first-time-dad panic and gets her home as fast as he can.

The whole process is excruciatingly long, and has lots of ups and downs. They have time in between the contractions towards the beginning to discuss the absolute worst timing ever that this child seems to have, but they agree that whatever happens today they'll get through it together.