Finally got this one shot up! I’ve been so busy with life for a while and I’ve really missed posting and consuming ratld content so I’m really happy to share this with you guys. :)
̷f̷l̷i̷r̷t̷i̷n̷g̷ fighting ⚔️ so i recently watched raya and i really enjoyed it overall! and well…badass women fighting and calling each other names, need i say more?
Namaari: *leaning her face against the palm of her hand and sighing longingly*
Atitaya, rolling her eyes: what are you looking at now, you ridiculous love sick kitten?
Namaari, smiling fondly: Raya. She’s just so beautiful and graceful. Everything I could ever want in a woman. I mean have you ever seen anything more enchanting?
Raya, with dirt all over face because she was playing with Tuk Tuk three minutes ago: *collapses on the ground and starts screaming for literally no reason*
Atitaya, deadpanned: what a beauty. Truly the girl of anyone’s dreams-
So my own personal lil headcanon is that Benja was absolutely head over heels in love with Raya’s mother and he had to fight tooth and nail to marry her because she was poor. Like some Disney bs basically. But then she passed when Raya was young and after the Druun Benja’s bisexuality was SHINING:
Raya: *causally munching on her food*
Benja, laughing and using a napkin to wipe some food off her face: it’s good to know I’m still needed. You’re such a messy eater
Raya, huffing: don’t be mean to your only child, Ba
Benja, ruffling her hair: but it’s so much fun
Talon man, walking up to them: Benja? Is that you old timer?
Benja, scowling: oh come on I am not that old! I’m literally thirty five! *realization* oh hey! It’s been forever! Good to see you!
Talon man, blushing a bit: it really has been. You look great! You always did have the most wonderful hair
Benja, caught off guard and also blushing: o-oh. Uh, thanks pal!
Talon man, laughing nervously: of course! Gonna go meet up with some other old friends! Later!
Benja, mumbling: yeah, later…….
Raya, smug as hell: soooooo who’s your boyyyyyyyyyfriend ba?
Benja, turning bright red and smacking her shoulder: there is no boyfriend! That’s just someone I knew back when I was training to be chief! It’s not a big deal!
Raya, absolutely beaming: someone has a little crush!
Benja, narrowing his eyes: and by this logic I can assume you’ve got a thing going on with that tiny terror of an undercut?
Raya, now also blushing: that is completely different!
Benja, rolling his eyes: oh great, you get that obvious little blush from me. It’s only a matter of time before the rest of Kumandra finds out
Raya, pouting: damn you. With my luck I’ll inherit your terrible flirting skills. I mean “thanks pal”? Are you serious? Who even says the word pal anymore?
Benja: I did not throw you in a river for you to treat me this way-
Raya, calling Namaari: this little jerk better pick up or else
Namaari, answering: heeeeeeeey, I *yawns* missed you
Raya, frowning: I missed you too. Where the hell have you been? I haven’t seen you in days!
Namaari, mumbling: I’m sorry, dep la, I’ve been picking up an extra shifts since we don’t have much help around here. I’ll try to drop by later
Raya, extremely concerned: Maari, you’ve been at work every single time I call lately. I totally get that you work a bunch of late hours and your schedule is unpredictable, but I’m just really worried about you. It doesn’t seem like you’ve had a break
Namaari, smiling: oh wow, you really like me don’t you?
Raya, huffing: don’t tease me about this! You need to rest!
Namaari, sighing: I know, I know, but they really need me out here!
Raya, getting an idea: I’m wearing your favorite leather jacket with nothing underneath
Namaari, already running out the door: SORRY LIEUTENANT ITS AN EMERGENCY I NEED TO CLOCK OUT FOR THE DAY
Raya, smirking evilly: my plan has worked! I’ve seduced her into taking a break! Man, I’m good!
My favorite part about modern aus is making Namaari unnecessarily wealthy while Raya is just trying to get through her day without a breakdown it feels so right:
Raya, yawning: hey babe, what are you up to?
Namaari, curled up on the couch scrolling through her laptop: I’m trying to find Christmas presents for everyone. What do you want this year?
Raya, completely joking: I think I want a yacht *laughs* okay, in all seriousness I could use some new shoes
Namaari, who stopped listening after hearing Raya laugh: alright, got it! Hope you like my gift
Raya, smiling and kissing her lips: I’m sure I will. Besides, you know it’s not about the gift. It’s the time we spend together
Namaari, grinning: I didn’t know you were so cheesy, my love
Raya, throwing a pillow at her face: let me be romantic, jerk!
*the day of Christmas*
Raya, shivering: I don’t see why we had to leave my apartment for you to give me my gift!
Namaari, snorting: I’m sure you’ll figure it out when you see it
Raya, confused: why are we out at the docks?
Namaari, proudly pointing to one of the boats: there it is!
Raya, raising an eyebrow: huh?
Namaari: I got you the yacht you wanted!
Raya, finally realizing: wait WHAT?!
Namaari, frowning: you know I thought you’d be a little happier about a present
Raya, trying to form words: ah- what- who- how did you even afford this?!
Namaari, shrugging: I mean it definitely took a couple months of saving up but it wasn’t anything crazy
Raya, in shock: what the hell?! HOW RICH ARE YOU?!
Namaari: babe chill I just got you a little something you wanted-
Raya, flailing her arms around: CHILL?! YOU EXPECT ME TO CHILL?! I WAS JOKING WHEN I SAID I WANTED A YACHT BECAUSE I THOUGHT THERE WAS NO WAY YOU WOULD ACTUALLY GET ME ONE!
Namaari, now very amused: ah, I see. Do you at least like the yacht?
Raya, stressed as hell: I mean yeah, it’s a really nice yacht
Namaari, wrapping her arm around Raya’s waist: then I say this present is a success!
Raya, mumbling: all I got you was a cat plushie holding a heart that says ‘we’ll be together furrever’
Namaari, completely serious: and it is now the most valuable thing I own
Namaari, scrambling to Benja’s room: your daughter stresses me out! I mean what even goes through her head?
Benja, snorting: I blame her mother, she too was a high stress woman
Namaari, groaning: it must be genetic. I never know what she wants! And when she tells me to do something she just expects it all to happen! Just because she bats her big brown eyes at me she thinks I’ll do whatever she wants!
Benja, nodding: alright that part my be my fault. I spoiled her as a kid so that she would know how to be treated as an adult
Namaari, scowling: it worked. I think she’s forgotten what the word no means