#Aeras Firewood

[calywitsune]

I will eat up platonic intimacy till the day I die

[airanke]

“ you’ll always have a home with me. ” FOR SHEN AND AERAS. THE BROS.

Not me coming back to all my Tumblr asks because I need to DO something.

Prompt from (I honestly FORGET, IT’S LOST SOMEWHERE ON MY BLOG NOW). Word Count: 500+. Characters: Shen'ahjen Iniko, & Aeras Firewood. Fandom: World of Warcraft. Genre: Comfort. Summary: Home - such a foreign word. If only it meant more than the pain it produced. A/N: Aeras’ last name was a joke, and then it stuck.

@whiteincinite hope you like it bae <3333

It had been a week since Aeras had last been in Orgrimmar. The Zeppelin from the Eastern Kingdoms dropped him off at the landing, and he took a moment to bask in the brilliant sun that beat down on the city. He’d been helping over at Andorhal, where he’d spent a good chunk of his time having a hilarious “capture the flag” competition with an Alliance rogue.

Factions be damned. The two of them had helped each other out with their own missions, only coming to blows when it came to stealing battle plans. Both times had been close; both had succeeded.

Otherwise, they spent most of their time tussling over a stick that Aeras had tied a little red flag to. Then another little stick that the human had tied a little blue flag to.

He patted his back pouch, smiling beneath his mask as he walked right off the landing, dispersing into smoke and rematerializing before he hit the ground, continuing on his way toward the Valley of Honor - where his family home was. His parents had chosen to move to Orgrimmar so his mother could more easily offer her magical expertise, instead of having to make the long journey from Silvermoon every time she was needed at magic meetings held in the Horde’s capital.

That little blue flag was tucked in Aeras’ back pouch. He and the human had exchanged items.

A commotion on his way caught his attention.

He knew that hydra.

He knew that aggressive voice.

Aeras wove seamlessly between people, completely unnoticed, footfalls silent. The moment he was close enough, he broke into a sprint. He slid effortlessly underneath the hydra. Frightened magenta eyes spotted him - as Aeras expected. Arms spread after he rolled to his feet, gathering the troll up in his arms with practiced ease.

In a burst of black smoke, the two disappeared. Adrenaline pumped through Aeras’ muscles, making carrying Shen’ahjen as easy as lifting a feather. The muscles of his legs protested the extended sprint, but Aeras wouldn’t stop until he had reached his home.

As his mother had trained him years before, he let off a magic pulse. He could practically feel Vinlaji breathing down his neck, even though realistically, Aeras knew he had left the hydra far behind him.

The door ahead flew open, Aeras mother standing there with magic swirling around her beautiful eyes, whipping her hair into a frenzy.

Mal’ghan wouldn’t dare try to bypass her - and especially not when she was on Orgrimmar’s magic council.

Aeras dove into the house, rolling across the floor with Shen’ahjen still held tightly in his arms. The troll desperately hugged him back, wrapping his long limbs around Aeras’ smaller body.

The door swung shut, leaving Aeras’ mother outside. He could not hear the telltale sounds of his father in the study - not that his father would have stayed there for long once he heard the boys tumble inside.

Aeras hugged Shen’s head closer to his chest.

“You’ll always have a home with me,” he muttered against the troll’s hair. Shen’ahjen tightened his grip on the blood elf, and Aeras felt the need to reinforce it, “no matter where I am. I am your home. You will always have a home with me.”

[wistfulreality]

Ship meme - Aeri & Wooyoung

send me a ship and i’ll tell you... | accepting

who believes in love at first sight? good question ... probably neither

who started liking the other first? wooyoung most definitely

who is more likely to suggest a romantic, candle-lit dinner? both but wooyoung probably brings it up more frequently

who’s behind the wheel more often during road trips? pretty sure wooyoung would have no choice whether he wanted to or not

who sets up the tent and who gathers firewood during a camping trip? that would be wooyoung’s job

who hooks bait during a fishing trip? who catches more fish? wooyoung doesn’t particularly enjoy fishing so he would avoid such scenarios

who insists on learning how to ballroom dance? probably aera

who goes all out on the other’s birthday? neither .. they’re both lazy but they’ll shower each other with lots of love regardless

who sings louder while cooking? while showering? aera

who teases the other for said singing? wooyoung would tease her whether she were singing or not!

who insists on checking their zodiac sign compatibility every so often? aera might ... if it had to be anyone. wooyoung has no interest in those kinds of things.

who drags the other to fortune tellers at fairs? maybe aera? again, wooyoung? boy’s like dragging himself as far away from the fortune tellers as possible

who would carry who over the doorstep of a new home? obviously wooyoung

[calywitsune]

Some more Shen and Aeras 

Their friendship gives me life...

Then the moment Tazane makes his first real friend

[calywitsune]

{ In response to Air’s post on twitter }

The moment that brought Shen to stand up to Mal’ghan 

[calywitsune]

Aeras lays along the lounging chair, sticking one leg in the air, "bro. What am I to you, bro? Both of you."

Shen: “Bro. Yer my best bro in every sense of the word….Ya wanted t’ be my bro when I was this scared kid sneakin’ into rogue trainin’ and ya still wanted t’ be my bro after seein all my shitty baggage and for that you will always be my blood bro. The Firewood I’ll always choose t’ help light my life with. ”

Taz: “In all honesty yer the brother I had before Shen– sounds weird don’t it. I got to know someone else better before the guy who’s head I was stuck in? Anyway, if ya got down to the bare bones yer prolly one of the reasons I started feelin like I could be my own person. You were always concerned fer me n’ made my then short spans of consciousness some of my most favorite memories.”