#.warcraft

[jcfoxington]

imagine this (youre a sad old man and a silly little mage pops your depression bubble)

imagine this: youve been floating in a state of subconsciously awake but not quite aware for what you will eventually discover is roughly 10-15 years, give or take, first as a machine of war never treated as the person you are and secondly in a magical prison cell that kept you dormant.

when you're awoken - when you're freed - you are jostled truly awake and aware. you were awoken to fight because everything is going to shit and your faction's field of expertise is this particular range of shit, so you fight. because that's your job. and when you’re asked to pick sides, to make a decision, you're hit with the realization that you have no idea who any of these people are and, perhaps much scarier and definitely much more distracting, no idea who you are. it isn't a case of amnesia, rather a case of unawareness; your body has paraded around as a husk for so long, your mind has forgotten the motions of being present and being a person.

so you make a decision, say some words that make sense in the moment and in the grand scheme of things but that you don’t actually know the impact of because the knowledge of the context and the consequences and what the whole thing is actually about escapes you and then your sisters are leaving. in the moment, you don't understand it - the two souls reaching out to you, as if to comfort or to remind you of who you were and then... not quite recoiling, but sighing and retracting, as if giving up scaling an evergrowing mounting, disappointed and hurt. and you feel like you’ve lost something, something profound and important, and like you’ve failed in your one task in life - but in the moment you don’t understand, and there's too much going on to linger on it.

you leave. you leave and you follow and you do as you’re told, and everything hurts and you’re punished relentlessly for stepping out of line, and in the middle of it all is the most poweful mage you have encountered in a long, long time. his soul shines like the sun and his presence burns in quite the same way, and you’re scared of him initially because you'd be a fool not to, but he reminds you of something so you can’t quite keep away either. and then he turns out to be the goofiest motherfucker on the planet. straight up just a muppet with the power of the sun in his hands. and he's kind and kind of stupid and takes no shits from anyone, and especially not you. he's a silly little man that you’re certain you’ve met before but you’re not sure from where or when, especially when he says he's human because then it'd have to be in recent memory and those consist of darkness and fistfighting (paw/clawfighting? you aren’t always humanoid, you realize early on) a pitlord, so you give up on that train of thought.

he finds you sitting at the top of the tallest dalaran tower on the first night you manage to sneak out. you expect him to be mad, but he isn’t; he's only concerned. and in that conversation - that uncertain step into what turns into a strong friendship, you figure out why you're so lost. why you’ve failed.

your sisters left you. they're the reason you're here; you were supposed to protect them, to watch out for them, to be there for them always and whenever they need it, to make sure they wouldn’t die like everyone else. because that’s the least you could do after disappearing for so long - for abandoning them when you'd deemed them able to fend for themselves. they’ve abandoned you. given up on you. because they’ve seen a side of you they cannot forgive - seen the side of you that cannot change. they’ve abandoned you, like you abandoned them.

atop the dalaran tower, you sob. for the first time in thousands of years, you cry your heart out - you, a man reduced to a war machine by the will of your own hands and then broken when everyone else treated you as such. you, a blind-born dragon abandoned and bullied by your kin for your parentage and raised by your nightelven family - a family that you have failed time and time again and that you never told them your thanks for the love they showed you, despite it all. and now you will never be able to because the last of them are gone.

you are broken, and you have been for a long time. but for the first time, you let yourself be so without running. you let yourself fall apart utterly and completely, grieving all you have lost and all you have failed. and then, when you're ready, when you’ve faced your grief and your failures and your fears, you begin to pick up the pieces and rebuild yourself - not as the you that you were, but as the you that you are and the one that you want to be.

and through it all, there is a silly little mage with his silly little staff and collar and jokes and warm voice. and though years go by where you do not see him - where you go each your own paths - the silly little mage is family. the first family, chosen; the one who taught you to choose.

you owe him everything. on the few occasions where your paths collide, you are not afraid to tell him so. he hates it, tries to tell you otherwise or to brush it off - but he doesn’t deny you or tell you off. because he taught you this - to be sincere and genuine and not be afraid to speak it out loud, and he's just happy you keep doing it.

[lowpolyanimals]

Fish from World of Warcraft

[peachblossom-odyssey]

[thetinyscald-blog]

miku but she's from orgrimmar

[peopleofazeroth]

[shithowdy]

if your "original story/rpg" idea is rooted in the premise of "what if [existing franchise] was good?" then just start over. i am not kidding. your ego is like insulation spray foam being inserted into the cracks of the premise-- sure it fills the gaps, but it's beyond ugly and everyone can see it.

[autosadist]

[lemongrace]

by the shore

[vetyr]

Wrathion and Anduin (Commission!)

This one was so much fun to paint :) thank you a million times over to Sam for being an absolute angel of a client <3

Email silverthegold@gmail.com for commission inquiries ,':)

[makanidotdot]

i was made aware a warcraft version of this meme didn't exist

[claret-ash]

Dragon gazing. 🌠🐲

[druidonity2]

Dracthyr Miku <3

[lynaiss]

Melancholy 🌷

[lorstandian]

is nothing sacred

[moiyablochki]