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[skitterjitter]

the urge to resubscribe to WoW but I am not in a good enough financial situation to do so...sucks to me I guess

[missmarveledsblog]

Not just a flower child huh? ( Logan howlett x reader) part 5

Summary: a bored y/n leads to a choas filled result as she running through the mansion fight with technology, piotr finally expresses his guilt for not being there to help her when they were kids and revealing more than he intended to

Warning : goofy , angsty , mentions of violence and abusive past , Google translated Russian ( feel free to correct me ) , grammatical errors , slowish burn

Previous part

Restless maybe was what she was feeling , each day was both a reminder she was free but it was almost the same as the one before. She would help some of the teachers and professors set up Before lessons , head to the living room for bit Then her greenhouse. Read a little , tend the plants then dinner time . Each night she would fail to sleep and end up in the kitchen Or garden with logan chat about anything while She drank her tea and He drank a beer or glass of whiskey. She enjoyed It but it was the same over and over so now she felt restless and in that Feeling she felt guilty like she should be grateful Either way for it all . She walked down the halls admiring the ark work that adorned the walls til she found a room she not been in she tried the door to find it unlocked , she walked in hitting the light seeing it was a gym probably her brothers favorite room in the mansion considering every time she seen him he was sweaty even when he was in his other form . Almost inspecting the equipment as she passed by the machinery . She spotted a dummy only it was different it had buttons all along the side of it which she at that point should of left alone considering she could barely read English writing most of books gotten for her where in Russian if not all of them . Yet the curiosity got the better of her turning it on she turned the dial to ten as the thing stood up making her jump up . What she didn't expect was for it to start circling her like she was prey and it was the hunter . In a spilt second it lunged at her make her almost fall backwards to get out of the way , then it kicked her sending her across the gym crashing into the wall . A groan she got up and shut the door maybe if she got someone they could turn it off only for the thing to pull the door off the hinges . She took off down the hall and it took off after her throwing thing it found on its way to try deter her from getting away .

“ дерьмо , дерьмо ,дерьмо ( shit , shit ,shit)” she cursed running down the hall. Running to the main area she seen rogue coming out to see what the commotion was.

“ get help” was all y/n could get out of her mouth before she dodged the murderous robot Coming at her sending the now wide eyed woman in search of just that . Knocking her to the ground as it went to punch her she moved the robotic fist hitting the ground smashing the Floor mere inches From her skull .

“ хорошо, моя очередь ( ok my turn)” she narrowed her eyes sending a kick to the Metal chest pushing it back so she could get to her feet . Flipping Over the seemly angry robotic dummy She kicked it back sending it into the wall only for it to keep Coming . Soon she was catching it movement , knowing when to dodge and when to hit not once in the seemly Dance she was tangled Up with did she even consider Using her powers or the fact a crowd Now build watching the whole thing. She jumped on it shoulders as it fist flew Trying to get Her when she finally hit the power off button jumping Off The things shoulder to the ground panting finally seeing them stand around .

“ who the fuck thought to have this thing in a building full of kids” she asked looking down at the now lifeless dummy.

“ you ok?” logan asked.

“ other then demon robot Trying to kill Me , peachy” she stood before hitting the ground matching the dummy .

“ ok shows over back to class” he chuckled Heading over picking Her up . “ you can hold your own bub” he carried Her off to her room ignoring jean telling him to bring her to the med wing .

She shoot Up panting , sweating a common way for her body To walk realizing she was not in the common area as she took in the interior of her room. The plain Room bar Few drawing the kids had giving her that is .

“ welcome Back to the land of the living rocky?” A voice called making her head turn to see logan holding one of her books.

“ you can read in russian” her voice rasped .

“ not a clue , how you feeling” he asked putting it down.

“ all healed , what the hell was that thing?” she stretched out really she wasn't lying she didn't feel any pain at all .

“ training dummy keeps us in shape when on missions , impressive work out there how come you didn't use your powers” he asked.

“ well you know I didn't get a chance to think of them when it was trying to kill me” she rolled her eyes heading to her closet needing to get out the clothes now felt well sweaty.

“ where you learn to fight like that” he asked watching as she walked to bathroom.

“ learn myself to do it , knew I would need more to protect the kids” she yelled out pulling the wet material off of her body seeing a faint remainder of a bruise still there but in fairness it did kick her across the gym. “ learned from the men when they beat me too” she walked out seeing him still sitting there.

“ your not bad , not at all could use some pointers” he shrugged standing walking to her door holding it open for her .

“ I don't use it that often on to defend me or others” she said easily.

“ if you want I can help you out , just some tips” .

“ ok once its not with that thing though” agreeing because if she was honest with herself it was kinda fun.

“ not robot, just Me and You like sparring” he smiled as they entered The dinning Room.

“ OK we spar “ she headed to her seat.

“ hey rocky how are you “ bobby asked.

“ why do you call me that , logan too” her head tilted .

“ its a movie you know the boxer .. nevermind “ he said seeing as none of it was registering With her.

“ I am fine , I will fix The broken stuff or work to replace it” she looked to the professor .

“ not at all , once you are unharmed It's the main thing although I am sorry we didn't warn you before hand”.

“How come you didn't use your powers ?”

“ I Didn't think of them when it was swinging at my head” she ate The food as she Could physically see the cogs turning Inside their Heads . “ anything else?” She looked Around The room .

“ what made you turn the dial to ten couldn't you see the warnings?” Bobby Spoke up .

“ I can't read English that well now let me eat” she glared feeling A little embarrassed .

“hey less yapping more eating” .

Once again she was looking around her room only this time it was covered in vines and there was thumping on the doctor , screaming for her go answer . She pulled the door Open it wasn't the mansion It was the cage , the same metal Bars She stared at day in and day out . The feeling Of a electric shock hitting her skin making her fall to her knees feeling it course through out her body Hitting ever nerve In her , she biting Her Lip that much the copper metallic taste danced on her taste buds . Only thing she was grateful For was she was only one in the cage .

“ enough” it called out . “ my little lab bunny finally Awake” he taunted.

“ your not real” she gritted only for the shock to happen.

“Not necessarily Wrong bunny but I'm a part of you know , I'm the one who truly know the monster you are” he was laughing.

“ he's wrong dear Come on Follow my voice” .

“ you see how they see you , when you watch them being taken” .

“ you paralyzed me keep the knife in so I could not move” she gritted.

“ they’re not there , follow my voice dear don't listen To him” professor sat watching over Her sleeping for the screams Were louder transferring To reality. “ it not working she Is prisoner to her own subconscious , piotr Any thing that helped when she was a child” the professor Asked .

“ a song our grandmother would sing” he asked feeling rather useless lately to help her.

“ may I?” Charles asked for the man to nod . Eyes close as he was almost transfer the memory from one sibling to the other.

She felt something shift , the line of the things around her blur , the cage Switching between The metal she knew To the fire She used to sit At . She seen stryker words muffling as the melodic Humming on her grandmothers voice filled her ears , the wrinkled Hand around her shoulder and the smell of lavender soap filled her senses . She was home , back on the rural farm she missed so dearly one that even though it wasn't the biggest or the fanciest it was the place she knew a Beloved One . her Tense body relaxing almost instantly and she savored the moment , the feeling , the everything. Was only then it was fading , only then her body Was listening and she began opening her eyes. She was sweating and crying but she was scared this time . She sat Up and look To see the blurry figure Being push out of the room and four small ones coming towards Her clinging on to her .

“ we will keep you safe Sister” Ana Muffled voice hit Her ears.

“ we love you” luka head rested On her shoulder .

“ that's my job” she said softly kissing their heads . “ I am OK just bad dream , go to bed” she smiled softly as they reluctantly left Harry clinging to her little more but eventually Left .

“ you both share same happy memories more of you in his ” charles looked between siblings.

“ I've have an Amazing grandmother, but I have an even more amazing big brother” .

“ Я подвел тебя( I failed you)” his eyes fell to the ground Not willing to look At her .

“ Ты думал, что я умер, ты оплакивал меня. ( you thought I was dead , you mourned me)” she stood , coming in front of him hand on his arm .

“ Я должен был искать тебя, видел их ложь. ( I should of been looking for you , I should of seen their lies) “ his eyes filled with guilt and sadness that matched his words . “ Мне не следовало тебя оставлять.( I shouldn't have left you )” .

“ Тебе было шестнадцать, ты был ребенком( you were sixteen ,child yourself )” trying to show the guilt he had was misplaced that it shouldn't have been there at all .

“ Если бы я увидел их сейчас, я бы не смог сдержать слов. ( if I seen them now I might not be able to keep it To words ) “ she watched as he started pacing , the anger Building . “ их никогда не волновало, кому они причиняют боль, и до сих пор не волнует( they never cared who they hurt , they still Dont)” .

“ что ты имеешь в виду?(what do you mean ?) “ her brows furrowed. Was he saying what she Thought he was.

“ ты знаешь, какие они ( you know what they're like)” he pause only then he realize what he said .

“ they are alive” her voice and expression unreadable , her stare no longer comforting .

“Yes Here is new york” .

“ I want to see them” Everything about her in that moment told him that no wasn't even in the realm of possibilities of an answer.

part 6

Taglist : @oscarissac2099 @ayamenimthiriel @mega-kittyglitter-1

[lazydaisyhuntlow]

TOH Meta: Hexside analysis (size, schedule, clubs, staff roster)

We spend a lot of time at Hexside School of Magic and Demonics throughout the course of the series, but some things are never really explained. For my own reference, I'm compiling as much canon information here as I can about Hexside and the people who work there (plus a couple headcanons).

1. How many students attend Hexside?

In the show, most track-specific class sizes range from 3-4 students. For example, this Abominations 101 class from season one has 4 students, with seating space for 12 max.

However, I have reason to believe that this is not all the Abominations students! There are probably other classes for advanced students that meet later in the day (more on that in the Scheduling section below).

Let's say there's a (generous) average of 8-12 students per track. Multiply that by 9 tracks and we get 72-108 students, plus 8 in the baby class, for a total of about 80-116 students total.

The all-school assembly in Labyrinth Runners seems about that size.

Yep, around 100 students. Hexside is quite small! I wonder if St. Epiderm and Glandus are similarly sized?

2. What is the schedule like?

Upon Luz' arrival, Bump gives her a schedule for the day with 6 different potions classes. I know this is meant to be a joke but I'm accepting that Hexside has a 6-block schedule where classes gradually increase in difficulty (hopefully with a lunch break somewhere!!) and that electives (club meetings, free periods, or any non-track-specific class like history/math/PE) are less frequent.

Gus mentions 'moving up a few grades', but since it's essentially a tiny K-12 school and the options at Luz' entrance exam are A) the baby class or B) the not-baby class... I think it's more likely the students are separated by level/ability, not strictly by age.

My headcanon is that the morning (periods 1-3) is for the beginner-level track classes. During this time, older students go to their electives like PE, history, math, language, independent study, or maybe apprenticeships. In the afternoon (periods 4-6), they switch: track professors do advanced classes with the older students, while the younger ones go to their electives. But even if this is not the case, with such small classes, it would be easy to differentiate to multiple levels and give each student lots of one-on-one attention.

3. What clubs are there?

From the club fair in Any Sport in a Storm, we know that Hexside has a lot of student clubs, including:

Grudgby, Flyer Derby, The Good Witch Azura book club, Swimming, Hexas Hold'em, Screech and Debate, Fear Book, Drama, Gardening, Arts & Witchcrafts, Skullpting, Casket Weaving, Brews n' Stews, Inner Demons, Scrying Committee, and Psychics.

There is a school newspaper called the Hexside Free Press. Gus is a member.

Gus is also the president of the Human Appreciation Society (not to be confused with the roleplaying Human Fantasy Club down the hall).

4. Who are the teachers?

Principal Hieronymus Bump

Attended Hexside as an abominations student (and played flyer derby!), joined the abominations coven, and came back to work as a teacher. Firm, fair, open-minded, will defend his students from threats. Retires during the timeskip.

Professor Hermonculus - Abominations Track

Critical, strict, petty. Punishes his students with extra homework. Holds a grudge against Willow for changing to the plant track. Sends Amity to the principal's office. Plays flyer derby.

His palisman is an abomination-goo cat-bat thing. Also, he appears to have recruited a literal kindergartener to play this deadly contact sport? Nice.

Unnamed purple triclops demon - Illusions Track

Stylish, caring, protective of her students -- in Labyrinth Runners her priority was to get Gus away from the Coven Scouts, and she was willing to trade Hunter back to Belos to accomplish that goal (though she probably didn't know or care what would happen to him). Seems to do a lot of assessments; encourages creativity and humor in her students. She becomes the new principal after Bump's retirement. My headcanon name: Professor Houdine

Unnamed spider demon - kindergarten/baby class

Super cute and appears to be a genuinely good teacher! Field trips, story time, plushies all over the classroom. I hope she was okay after the day of unity because the kindergarteners descended into madness without her. My headcanon name: Cera Fangston

Unnamed parrot (?) demon - Potions Track

Put a pun ("Let's mix it up!") and little doodles of potions flasks on her board, which I appreciate. Spends a lot of time with Boscha and appears to do nothing about her bullying other students, which I do not appreciate. My headcanon name: Professor Sinder

Unnamed bicorn - Oracle Track

Serious, mysterious, detail-oriented. Cool aesthetic, but... let's be honest. That is WAY too many chalkboards. I can see why she has to keep her crystal balls in the hallway! Also, the oracle track's whole thing is ghosts, but I guess she ignored the decades-old ghost infestation in the girls' changing room and left it for other people to clean up?

Yeah. So she's either not very powerful or not very considerate of her colleagues. Maybe she's the one who keeps eating all the donuts in the staff room. My headcanon name: Professor Claire Lydgate

Unnamed snake (?) demon - History, math (?)

He doesn't like chatting in his classroom, but he LOVES grudgby! He teaches History and something about the Heximal System, so that's possibly a lower-level math class? His classes appear to be larger and include students from many different tracks.

My headcanon name: Professor Ladon

Unnamed gray demon - detention track (temporary)

Sarcastic, uses his scroll a lot, punishes students with cleaning the classroom, can sleep through anything. Was only supposed to be in charge of detention track temporarily while the detention pit was being repaired, but he stuck around in the background til the end of season 2 so I guess they found something for him to do. Maybe he's a substitute? Also a contender for the donut thief. My headcanon name: Mr. Eyevan Urgus

Unnamed blue demon with wig - Bard Track (?)

This guy appears in the background in Labyrinth Runners. I'm guessing he's the bard professor because... uhh... his robe is red (the Bard coven color) and the powdered wig reminds me of Mozart. I know that's kind of a stretch, but the only other thing we know about the Bard professor is that they leave during the timeskip so Skara can take over, so it's possible! My headcanon name: Professor Presto

Miss Jenkinmeyer (no image) - possibly a staff member while Eda was attending Hexside. There was an incident involving her teeth which wound up in Eda's permanent file.

Hexside Guards (temporary security guards) - can literally smell trouble. They were supposed to be protecting students, but they ended up throwing a lot of people into the detention pit.

That brings us to the end of all the canon staff members. Who is missing? We have no information on professors for the Healing, Plant, Beastkeeping, and Construction tracks, plus the cafeteria staff.

I don't know if it's fair to make the snake-demon guy handle all the electives for every single student, so let's give him some help. One more electives teacher for "Spelling" (possibly language arts?). Heck, I'll throw in astronomy as well because the movements of celestial bodies appear to be very important for casting powerful spells in the show.

Also... Hexside has a drama program and a championship sports program, both with VERY nice facilities.

They definitely need teachers to oversee those. Maybe the Bard and Illusions professors team up for drama, and the PE teacher is also the Grudgby coach?

I have ideas for OCs for all those positions, but maybe I'll make that a separate post so this one can be mostly canon.

5. What about the building itself?

There's a lot going on! Aside from all the classrooms, they have a cafeteria, a detention pit with tunnels under the school, a gym, an auditorium, an outdoor athletics field, Grom's prison under the gym, and this cool round atrium near the entrance.

There are multiple floors, but I don't remember seeing stairs anywhere except for the seating in the gym.

The abominations students have to wheel their homework everywhere anyway, so maybe there are no stairs and it's all spiraling ramps?

Yay for wheelbarrow accessibility!

Lastly, Eda's Secret Room of Shortcuts. It's one of the coolest concepts in the whole show, I wish we got to see it more.

To anyone who made it this far, thank you for reading! Let me know if I should add anything :)

[demilypyro]

When you get around to doing the Legion xpac content, I recommend a paladin, warlock, death knight, demon hunter, shaman, or rogue. Those classes have some of the best order hall content.

It's funny how I was specifically planning to play hunter which is one you didn't mention

[the-ferocious-kittyrose]

Idea for Striker’s backstory

(This contradicts canon. That’s what we do around here.)

Striker’s father, Graves, was your classic salt of the earth working class man, at least on the surface. You see, he fell into the employ of a high ranking demonic royal (let’s say… Baphomet). Running errands, taking out targets, partaking in shady deals. It was dangerous work, work that had to be kept quiet, but it kept his family feed.

One day, he was on his way home after a two week mission, and stopped to have a drink along his way. That’s when Baphomet showed up confronted him. His boss tells him he has some bad news. He prefaces by reminding him just how generous he’s been to him and his family, before explaining that his wife, Hunter, saw some shit she wasn’t supposed to. She saw too much, knew too much, she got in the way…

Graves stands, seeing red. He demands to know what happened to her. Baphomet puts a hand on his chest and tells him not to lose his head. He admits that Hunter is dead, and that he was honerable enough to do the deed himself.

All Hell broke loose, and Baphomet left so Graves could have his, “tantrum,” in peace. Graves raced home. It was eerily quiet. He called for Striker, but there was no response.

Graves stormed into his bedroom and pulled an already half askew case from under his bed. You see, when his father died, he left him his prized possession. A duel set of angelic guns. Weapons capable of killing demon royalty. Graves had tried to keep them hidden, but when he opened the case, his heart sunk. One of the two guns was missing.

He set off for Baphemet’s mansion. He slipped through the backwoods to the rear gate. Following tracks too small for the old goat to make. He slithered up to the balcony and threw the ajar glass doors. Inside, he saw Baphomet lying on the floor. His candle had been snuffed and a puddle of dark blue blood pooled around him. Standing over him, was young Striker, only 15.

Graves and Striker both heard guards rushing their way. Graves yanks Striker by the tail and pushes him towards the balcony door. He tells him to run home, but Striker is refusing to, “just run away.” The guards are getting closer, so Graves shoves Striker off the Balcony. Striker lands in the garden with a broken shoulder. He hears more guards coming, and gunfire coming from inside. In fear, he darts over the gate and through the woods, the entire time thinking to himself, “coward, coward coward…”

After shoving Striker over the balcony, Graves runs into the hall, firing at the oncoming guards. A fire fight ensues, but Graves is out numbered, and he’s only able to take down a few of them before he’s overpowered.

Graves was hung in front of crowds of imps for the crime of killing a royal. A crime he did not commit.

That was the night the ring of wrath froze over. The night young Striker lost everything.

[srorgana1]

Invocation

Paring: Vampire Kylo/Hunter Rey

Warnings: Dark Themes (apporaching Dead Dove, you have been warned), Supernatural/Paranormal, Blood, Violence, Gore, Death, NSFW 18+, Sexual Content, Psychological and Physical Torture, Kidnapping, Hatred towards organized religion, Pain, Major/Minor character death/injury, Demonic Possession

Chapter Two

She pants as she runs through the dark woods. She can hear their angry voices and they are closing in. It fuels her adrenaline as she wills her legs to go quicker. She runs in between two wide evergreens, their rough branches and needles pulling at her clothes and flesh. The lights show up again. They twinkle and glow as they start to circle her. She feels a sense of calm seeing them. "There she is!" a deep man's voice bellows...

Rey wakes up with a start, her heart racing. She wipes her sweaty brow, trying to keep her ragged breaths as quiet as possible not to wake her dorm mates. She blows out a breath as she pulls her hair back from her neck. Her fingers trace the lines adorning her skin, willing herself to calm down.

The lines have always been there, adorning her back, shoulders and chest. While most of the time they are flat, they raise at times of high emotions or stress. She knows they must mean something but no one will tell her. Maybe that’s why she keeps having these dreams. They feel so real. Like she has lived them before.

She shivers realizing she has sweated through her sleep clothes and thin blanket. She shifts and places her feet on the cool floor, looking at the clock. It's 4:40am. Knowing she won't get back to sleep, she prepares for another long day of classes and training.

Willing herself up, she grabs her clothes from the dresser and heads to the bathroom. She strips and enters the shower, allowing the hot water to wash away sweat and worry. She cannot fret and worry over these dreams, especially today. She will be tested and cannot be weak. She cannot prove the whispers and rumors right.

They say it was a mistake to bring her here. That she was a talentless and useless orphan picked up by an empathetic hunter. She could tell the nuns who ran the orphanage were happy when she left. The Hunter who took her was named Qui-Gon and he was the first person to look at her like she was a real person.

When she was brought to The Order, he requested her to be trained along with the others. She felt their judgment as she stood before them, her only solace being Qui-Gon’s warm hand on her thin shoulder. She was only allowed because he had influence. But now that he was gone, she must prove herself to The Order to show his faith was not in vain.

She washes and dries quickly as the automatic lights come on, signaling the start of the day. She pulls her hair up into her characteristic three buns and looks absentmindedly in the mirror as the others filter in. She nods in silent greeting as she exits heading to breakfast.

As she sits in the mess hall, she looks at her schedule on her tablet. She just wants to keep her head down, do what she needs to do to become a Hunter. Then she can try and find the answers to the questions she has. Questions the Elders will not answer. She sniffs, willing tears away. Qui-Gon would have told her, she thinks. He would’ve been honest with her about the things she has seen.

She can't explain it exactly. It's like an undercurrent of energy, of awareness. She swears she sees things in the corner of her eye and when she looks again there is nothing there. Her educators brush it off when she mentions it, stating she is sensitive to magick. They call it a benefit but she is not so sure.

Along with this, she continues to struggle with the current dogma that Supernaturals are damned. Evil creatures with no light in them. Placed only in this world to bring evil and chaos. Unlike others, she doesn't quite believe it. She has experienced in her short life that humans can act just ruthless as the damned can. Evil is bigger than that.

The sound of metal trays pull her from her thoughts as her fellow classmates join her. She smiles, tucking her thoughts and questions away for another time. "Hey guys, good morning" she says as Kay and Rose sit down. "Hey pretty lady, you ready for today?" Rose says, winking at her. "Damn right I am" she says, feeding herself a piece of mango.

"Good because I have heard Obi-Wan and the other Elders have something special planned" Kay says excitedly. She would be excited for something like this. She was a legacy, her family have been Hunters for centuries. She was born into this world, meant to be a Hunter. Her convictions and beliefs run deep. She doesn't question like Rey does.

She schools her features and smiles. "Well, I look forward to whatever they have in store for us. They know best after all" she says, spearing another piece of fruit. She watches Kay and Rose side-eye each other, nodding to each other in silent agreement. Her heart clinches at yet another reminder of how alone she really is.

Her skin prickles as she fights off a shiver. The skin below her silver cross adorning her neck tingles. Their tablets ping simultaneously, signaling them to their lessons. She grabs her tablet and stares at her half eaten tray.

She feels guilty for wasting but she feels she cannot eat another bite. Younger Rey would have been shocked and appalled at her squandering of precious nutrition. She guiltily dumps it in the trash can and follows her classmates out. Be patient, she tells herself, you are good at waiting. It will be worth it in the end.

[renaultmograine]

Night Elf Silver Hand recruit?????

Yeah HS doesn't give a fuck about class restrictions. Worgen and dwarf demon hunters; Kul Tiran, gnome, and night elf paladins.

Of course, Delas Moonfang has been a paladin since Legion, and reason number two why I hate the paladin class hall so much.

[lixahl]

tell me about illidan and arane. tell me evedyrbing

anyone else love 15 thousand+ year old man yaoi. because i sure do. they haunt my every waking thought. they love each other sooooooooooo much

so it allllll starts in val'sharah where younger teen arane is harboring a crush on illidan and is too shy to interact with him and elects to leave anonymous gifts of various tailored goods (capes, blankets, bags, etc) for illidan at the stormrage's doorstep. eventually he gives up on his little crush and is content to just exist from afar, and then once the moon guard is established ends up getting with a mage there... who's hotheaded and way too self assured. offbrand illidan, even. he gets jabbed at it to this day on occasion, to which arane just responds with "perhaps i have a type" and tries to move on from the conversation LOL

then the first invasion of the legion happens and illidan soft-establishes the illidari (which isn't as large as it is during the second legion invasion - it's very few people who had already been devoted to illidan (like elissae) and a few who note the power illidan gains). arane, who has lost both his grandmother (who raised him and he was VERY close to) and his partner, joins the ranks of demon hunters to get revenge. arane is noted to be especially brutal during this time, which illidan takes note of.

after a while, arane kind of snaps out of it and realizes while slaughtering demons is good, he could do more good for the illidari as a healer - he had previously been a (resto) druid and his knowledge of sewing could also be used in medicine (stitches/sutures all that good stuff). arane approaches illidan to suggest that he could be a main healer for the illidari, so they would have less causalities post-battles. illidan agrees to this, and decides to also raise up arane's ranking to be illidan's right hand man.

this new role means arane and illidan end up having a more personal, closer relationship. arane's old crush on illidan comes back full force, and he tries to avoid illidan for a bit while processing that. illidan ends up getting pretty majorly injured, and arane has to manage tending to those wounds while forcing illidan to rest, as well as sending out orders for the illidari. illidan confronts arane about avoiding him and under the stress of trying to manage everything, arane accidentally confesses and there's just awkward silence. arane apologizes and says to forget it and illidan's like... but what if i dont? and they start a relationship but keep it secret, as it could be used against either of them as blackmail.

and then illidan gets imprisoned for 10 thousand years and before that, he sends off his most trusted illidari (elissae and arane) to keep at work and avoid getting captured. arane pines for illidan and tries to plan ways to get him out, but nothing ever gets done.

then the legion returns (burning crusade). illidan is let out, and Officially has the illidari formed. arane returns to illidan's side, once again established as his right hand, and is once more set out onto demons. they take over black temple, and you know. Burning Crusade happens. arane is set out to lead the invasion of mardum, does so, and then is forced to face illidan's death at black temple. he tries to go silly again but is imprisoned by the wardens.

legion returns... TWO!!! during the attack on the vault, arane is let out, and when they get to illidan's body being taken by cordana and gul'dan, it's so over for arane. he goes silly mode and is nearly killed during the confrontation. he's pulled away by elissae, who's just as furious. they manage to JUST recover the glaives of azzinoth, which are entrusted to arane by elissae (who's the only person who knows about the relationship between the two).

then we go through the whole demon hunter class hall questline, where arane is VERY dead-set on reviving illidan. to this end, he also assists in the freeing of the nightborne from legion occupation, joining the raid on the nighthold. illidan is set free after the gul'dan fight, and arane's so excited he runs into illidan's arms and is twirled around in his arms and they kiss. who gives a fuck if people know now, it's been far too long and they love each other a lot.

broken shore happens + arane gets his bat + illidan is slightly jealous of the bat. he won't admit to this.

and THEN we have argus. oh boy do we have argus. at the end of antorus, where illidan is trying to stay with imprisoned sargeras and does that stupid ass monologue. arane begs illidan to stay with him, to return to azeroth, and convinces him. they go back, and illidan doesn't want to live in stormwind (or god forbid, teldrassil), so they find a fairly isolated place in krasarang on the beach. they find a huge fucking tree and just make a treehouse. something like this but with traditional night elf architecture

they're retired nowadays, occasionally giving suggestions/orders to the illidari, who are currently being mainly led by elissae. they end up eventually having a baby, but i don't think there's an established time on when that happens. especially considering night elf ages. they're like people who have an accidental baby at 45.

i do think they're currently (in dragonflight) honeymooning by fishing everywhere on the dragon isles. other champions of azeroth fly past them on dragons during a dragonriding race over water and are like "was that illidan fucking stormrage" and can't address that further.

onto their actual relationship dynamics. because it's cute.

(artist is @ bamicommissions on here, bami_arts on twitter)

they're both very touchy-feely on each other. hands constantly on the other's lower back. arane hanging onto illidan's arm. rubbing each other's shoulders all the time. elissae is forever tired by this pda from her dads. it's jarring to anyone who knows illidan as a gruff edgelord.

arane loves using "dear" and "love" to refer to illidan, who in turn, uses even more ridiculous pet names. think "honeybun" and "sweetiepie". he mostly does this to annoy elissae (and tyrande if she's in the vicinity), and uses "my love" and "darling" and the likes more seriously.

illidan is a dom bottom-leaning switch btw :thumbsup:. arane is getting his hips demolished. get that old man a hip replacement!!!!! his husband is destroying him!!!!!!!! ok bye.

what illidan sees vs what arane sees. thank you for listening

[rain-harmonia]

World of Warcraft has such a wide variety of opportunity for OCs, it’s so much fun. So here’s my top 3 that I’ve made.

All art is by @freejamtime

Luane Riley

She’s a worgen warlock (demonology) who’s a little bit feral and a lot bit traumatized but is always trying to stay good natured and cope by being goofy. The primary story things she’s done has been the warlock class hall quest chain and participating in the Suramar/Broken Shore/Argus parts of Legion. At the end of Legion, she took the Dreadscar Rift forces and left Azeroth, traveling from Legion world to Legion world to systematically wipe them out and ensure that nobody attempted to fill the power vacuum left by Sargeras getting got. Another character often mentioned alongside her is her bestie Compote, a blood elf demon hunter made by @freejamtime

Caedmus

Caedmus is a draenei death knight (blood) who is pretty good at catering to people who go “I want to fuck that sad old man” (it’s me, I’m people). He remembers very little of his life, and is haunted by the atrocities he committed under the Lich King’s control, dedicating himself now to an endless attempt to atone for it all. Stoic, and a man of few words, he’s had a presence all over Azeroth helping out where he can, but in terms of player character content he has participated in the Broken Shore and Argus parts of Legion, as well as the entirety of Shadowlands (he chose the Necrolords covenant, though silently yearns to earn a place in Bastion). Other characters often mentioned alongside him include his daughters, Remhi (my OC) and Halesia (belonging to @freejamtime ) as well as a good friend of his, an undead void elf mage named Nalinth (created by @freejamtime )

Feydrine Sunsong

Fiercely proud of her people and intensely duty-bound, Feydrine is a blood elf paladin (retribution) and stands high among the ranks of the Blood Knights. She tends to showcase a somewhat stern disposition, though isn’t without her warmth or humor, and values her morals, honor, and always doing what she considers to be the right thing (even if at the cost of herself). She’s been through a lot, ranging from the player role during Burning Crusade (including standing against Kael’thas at both Tempest Keep and Magister’s Terrace), the Paladin class hall questline, the Broken Shore, and the Argus campaign in Legion, and all of Shadowlands (she elected to find a place among the Venthyr covenant, glad for the opportunity to help her prince find redemption for his crimes), as well as being used as a propaganda piece by the sin’dorei government due to her achievements. Other characters often mentioned alongside her may include her (currently death knight, formerly Farstrider) sibling, Keleran (my OC), and her wife, a draenei hunter by name of Ceraani (once again created by @freejamtime )

[profound-bouquetbird]

RAHHHHHH HIIII

Can I request a Hunter x nonbinary! Reader angst?

A bit of a summary;

The reader usually wears baggy clothes and also has a *ton* of scars and burn marks (mainly from failed magic experiments and phsycal abuse) The reader has one burn mark in particular that's pretty deep, and it's in between their eyes and goes to their nose.

So anyways, the reader's super insecure about all of their scars and burns that they end up isolating themself from everyone.

P.S; I ADORE your writing!

HELLO!! I absolutely love this, sorry if it doesnr have enough angst in it or if it didn't go as you expected :(

But I absolutely adore this request! Since I have school I had to out this request aside until i come back, so I hope you don't mind :)

Btw this oneshot doesn't start off with Hunter emidiatly, since I wanted to put a bit of backstory.. if that makes sense

Key words: Y/n - your name; L/n - last name

Warnings: Luz is refered to it at the start, barely has any angst, probably could say it doesn't have any angst but there's mentions of the reader feeling sad ig

Not proof read

Anyway I sould probably start writing this now 😅

Y/n walked through the hexside halls. Their mask covering half of their face, their hands in their pockets as students looked at them with all kinds of expressions

But Y/n was used to that at this point, having students not wanting to talk to them just because of their looks. But they couldn't blame them, they did look a little intimidating

"Woah!" Some one yelled, Y/n just ignored the voice as they continued to walk down the hall. But they could have sworn that they could hear footsteps running towards them

And so, they turned their head with a confused expression to see a human running towards them. Y/n's eyes widened as they flinched when the human stopped in front of them

"You look so cool!" The human yelled, Y/n looked left and right before looking back at the human

"Me?" They questioned, pointing towards themselves as the human shook it's head vigorously, as it seemed to let out squeels of joy. Y/n felt a warm feeling in their chest as they smiled from underneath their mask

But before the human could say anything it was pulled away by three scared looking witches

"Luz! Don't just run off like that!" One with purple hair whisper yelled as she looked at Y/n with fear in her eyes

"C'mon, let's get going." One with green hair said, seeming not wanting to look at Y/n. Y/n's face dropped, as they felt their heart break slightly

The human seemed to notice the sudden change of behavior, but Luz couldn't do anything. She could only stare at them ad their heartbroken expression, their ears dropping slightly as they walked away

'How could I have been so naive? Of course they would be afraid of me.. why do I even bother getting my hopes up.' they thought to themselves, entering class as they could feel every single students gaze on them

Rolling their eyes they just walked to their seat and took their books out, waiting for the lesson to finally begin

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Y/n walked through the halls, the witches and demons around them trying to avoid even the slightest contact with them

But as soon as Y/n got out of the hell hole and took a breath of fresh air, they instantly felt better. Smiling underneath their mask they slowly walked towards their house, but from the corner of their eye they could see a rather familiar figure

They turned their head and saw the human, or sould they say Luz since they found out her name during that awkward encounter, talking with whom mingt be Eda the owl lady, and a dog looking creature

Luz quickly noticed Y/n's staring as her smile grew, waving towards them she started to run to their direction. Y/n just stood there, not knowing if Luz was waving to them or to someone behind them

Figuring that someone was behind them they just shrugged and continued their way home

"Wait!" They heard someone yell, turning their head they saw Luz standing next to them, while breathing heavily might I add, making Y/n jump slightly

"Sorry if I scared you." She apologized, straightening up as she gave them a kind smile

"My names Luz, Luz Noceda." Luz said, extending her hand. Y/n looked at her with a weird expression, grabbing her hand as they lightly shook it

"Y/n, Y/n L/n." They said calmly, but on the inside they were freaking out

'Why does the human want to talk to me?! Isn't she scared of me or something?!' But one though came to mind that made their heart drop

They had to get home before 3:00 PM, and it was 2:47 PM. They knew that their parents would kill them if they weren't home in time. Well metaphoracly speaking they would kill them

"Oh- sorry but.. I have to get going." Y/n said, grabbing their palismen as they sat on it nd quickly flew away, not giving Luz enough time to say a proper goodbye. Only hearing a slight 'bye!' in the distance

Rushing towards their home they could feel their heart beat increase more and more as they looked at their watch, only having a minute to spare

As soon as they arrived at their house they burst through the door and ran in the house

Closing the door behind them of course, before running in to the living room

"I'm home!" They yelled, out of breath, but only to be met by an empty living room. They raised their brow at the empty living room, looking around each and every room only to find nothing

"Is anyone home?" They yelled, finally reaching the kitchen, they saw a note on the fridge, quickly walking towards it as they grabbed it, reading it

They groaned in anoyence as they crumbled the paper and threw the paper in to the bin. It was a note from their parents, saying that they had to go on some, quote 'business trip' end quote, and they they'll miss them sooooo much

But Y/n knew they were lying, they knew that they only left those notes to make them worry less as they go to on some vacation to get as far away from their child as possible

And honestly it was anoying having to go home and worry on what their parents might do next, only to find out that they had left them again to go on some made up business trip. But at the same time relieving, knowing that their parents won't be there to do sick and twisted things for every single little mistake they made

Sighing, they only walked up the stairs towards their room, opening their door they threw their book bag next to their desk

Sitting down on their chair they took of their mask and put it on the table before rummaging through their book bag, taking out all of their homework. With a loud sigh they slowly started doing their homework

-----

Closing their book with a loud groan they stood up from their chair and stretched, letting out a groan of pleasure as they felt their back pop

Looking out of their window they smiled lightly as they saw what looks like a red cardinal sitting on to the tree the was conveniently right next to their window, that they used to sneak out, looking straight at them with a tilted head

Y/n sighed and quickly grabbed their mask, putting it on so that it covered the scar on their nose as they walked towards their window

Opening it slightly they leaned against their window and extended their arm towards the bird. The cardinal chirped happily as it hopped onto Y/n's hand

Y/n croigh the cardinal closer towards them as they lightly scratched it's head. Smiling widely Y/n turned around and sat on their windowsill, continuing to pet the cardinal lightly as it chirped in satisfaction

"Flapjack!" Y/n jumped lightly as they turned around, the bird flying to their shoulder as it looked towards the forest with them

"FLAPJACK! WHERE ARE YOU?!" Y/n raised a brow as they looked towards the red bird

"Is that your name?" They asked, the bird chirped as if to agree. Y/n sighed, knowing that they had to go through another awkward encounter

Grabbing onto the tree they slowly started to climb down, Flapjack still on their shoulder as they walked towards the forest as soon as they reached the ground

Y/n saw a boy with his back turned towards them, frantically searching for what Y/n would assume was his missing palismen

"Hey!" They yelled, the boy jumped as he quickly turned towards them, "Is this your palismen?" They asked, pointing towards the bird on their shoulder

They boy seemed relived as soon s he saw the bird on Y/n's shoulder, he started to run towards their direction as the palismen flew towards him

"Flapjack!" They boy yelled happily, the bird flew around his head happily, chirping out of joy

"Thank you so much." The boy thanked, smiling warmly at the witch, "How could I ever repay you?" He asked, walking towards them with a warm smile

"Oh, you don't need to repay me-"

"Please! I insist, you don't know how much this means to me." He breathed out, clasping his hands together. Y/n squinted slightly, finally closing their eyes as they were about to regret the words that were about to leave their mouth

"You could repay me by... Being my friend." They mumbled, fiddling with their hands as they kicked the dirt

The boy seemed stunned as he stared at they with with wide eyes, his ears dropping slightly as he cleared his throat

"O-oh... I though of more like: 'Give me a 100 snails!' or something similar.." His ears turned a light red as he scratched the back of his neck. They fell silent, the only things that could be heard were the rustling of the leaves and the whistling of the wind

"You know what. Just- just forget it." Y/n said, their face turning red from embarrassment as they turned around to leave

"Wait!" The bog grabbed onto their wrist, Y/n turned round with one brow raised, 'Did he actually consider?' they asked themselves as they watched the nervous boy

"Sure, I'll be your friend..." He said, smiling warmly at Y/n while letting go of their wrist. Y/n's eyes widened as they turned their whole body towards him

He extended his hand as he spoke, "The name's Hunter." Y/n grabbed his hand and shook it gently

"Y/n." They replied, closing their eyes as they smiled, even though their smile couldn't be seen Hunter quickly got the message, smiling back at them

-----

Y/n sat on their bed, reading a book they found about wild magic while their parents argued downstairs

Suddenly they heard tapping on their window. Turning their head their eyes widened s they saw Hunter smirking at them whilst sitting on the tree next to their window

Y/n jumped from their bed and ran towards their window, opening it Hunter quickly walked in as he dusted his clothes

"Are you crazy?!" Y/n whisper-yelled, not wanting their parents to hear the commotion

"What? Can't I visit my lovely best friend in the whole wide world." Hunter exaggerated, hugging Y/n tightly. Y/n cold feel the heat rush to their face but they quickly pulled away

"Hunter, you can't be here. My parents are gonna kill me!" They whispered, pinching the bridge of their nose

"Well, I'm not leaving." He smirked, sitting down on their bed as he crossed his arms. Y/n glared at him as they approached him, grabbing one of his arms as they tried to pull him off of their bed

"C'mon! What do I have to do for you to leave?" They asked, already giving up on trying to drag him out

His smirk somehow managed to grow as he stood up, looking towards Y/n

"How about you follow me?" He asked, extending his hand out for them to take. Y/n looked at his hand, then at him, then at his hand and then back at him

"You've got to be kidding me." They sighed, rolling their eyes as they laid their hand on top of his. He was quick to pull them towards the window, picking them up in his arms with no struggle as he climbed onto his palismen, that Y/n had noticed only now

He made sure Y/n held onto him tightly before flying off

"Close your eyes." He said, Y/n listened to his command as they closed their eyes tightly. They just enjoyed the moment for a while, hugging onto Hunter felt like heaven, for them every single contact with Hunter was enjoyable, even if they just brushed hands Y/n enjoyed each and every moment they shared with him

"Keep your eyes closed." He said, Y/n felt that they had suddenly came to a stop, and they quickly felt the ground unterneath them, as well as Hunter's hand holding onto theirs

Heat rushed to their face as they let out a soft sigh

"For how long do I have to keep my eyes closed exactly?" Y/n said, dragging behind Hunter as they tried not to hit anything whilst they walked

"Just for a little while longer, we're almost there." They heard hunter say, they suddenly felt more and more curious, the urge to open their eyes becoming bigger and bigger, but they kept them closed, not wanting to betray Hunter

Y/n suddenly hit hunters back as he chuckled

"You can open your eyes now." He said, Y/n's eyes fluttered open as they watched the beautiful scene in front of them

They stood on a cliff that looked upon the boiling sea, the birds flying as the sun was setting

"Wow." Y/n breathed out, their hand slipping out of Hunter's as they walked closer to the end of the cliff

They suddenly felt the ground underneath them crack, but before they could fall they felt an arm wrap around their waist

They watched as the small amount of ground they were standing on completely collapsed and fell in to the boiling sea

"Careful there." Hunter laughed, letting go of Y/n's waist. Y/n opened their mouth to say something but they were interrupted by a black Raven with buttons on its cheat flying towards them

Their heart dropped as the bird stood on their shoulder and started to speak

"For titans sake Y/n! Where the hell are you!?" They heard their dads voice

"H-hey dad-"

"There's no time to make small talk. Get over here. Now." The bird closed it's mouth and quickly flew away

"I-I'm gonna go." Y/n stuttered as they walked back into the woods

"Wait!" Hunter yelled, Y/n stopped in their tracks and turned around, but before they could muster up a response they felt their mask getting pulled down and a soft pair of lips attaching to theirs

Y/n's eyes widened, but they quickly melted in to the kiss, holding the boys cheek gently as they tilted their head slightly and leaned in to the kiss

Hunter wrapped his hands around Y/n's waist with one hand and gently put his had on the back of their head, deepening the kiss

The two soon parted for air, looking in to each other's eyes with what was presumed to be shock, but they quickly smiled at each other, hugging each other as Y/n closed their eyes, almost forgetting about the awful things their parents are gonna do to them

"Well... You better get going." Hunter said, his smile dropping as he let go of Y/n, already missing their warmth

"Yeah.." Was the only thing Y/n could muster up, before grabbing their palismen and quickly flying off

-----

Months after the kiss Hunter hadn't came to visit Y/n at all. Being to afraid that they were gonna yell at him for kissing them and break off their friendship

But as each day passed Y/n started to get more and more worried, wondering if something bad happened to Hunter

Finally, after months of Hunter not appearing Y/n heard a tap on their window. Their head flew up as they saw Hunter sheepishly looking towards them

They quickly got to their feet as they ran towards their window, not bothered by all of the noise they were making since their parents were, once again, out of town

"Hunter!" They opened the window, "Where have you been?!" They yelled, grabbing Hunter's arm as they dragged him in

"Around." Was the only thing he said

"What do you mean 'Around'?! I haven't seen you in months! I thought something bad happened to you!" Y/n yelled, hugging Hunter tightly as tears threatened to fall from their eyes

"Listen..." Hunter started, taking a deep breath, "I was afraid that.. you wouldn't like me like that." Hunter scratched the back of his neck, avoiding contact

"Are you serious?" Y/n said, Hunter turned his head to see them with a: 'are you fucking stupid?' look

"I literally kissed you back dumbass!" They yelled

"That could just have been your instincts." Hunter said, his ears dropping slightly as he crossed his arms and looked away again

"How can you be so dumb." Y/n mumbled

Hunter felt gentle hands holding his face, turning his head. Before he could say anything he felt his lips connect to Y/n's

He quickly melted in to the kiss, grabbing their waist he quickly pulled them closer towards him

Their lips parted as they stared at each other for a little while. Hunter then smiled as he quickly pecked their lips

"I love you so much, Y/n." Hunter mumbled, putting his forehead against theirs, making Y/n smile lightly

"I love you too dumbass."

Fjaifnxenskandbyidn sorry it took me this long to write your request! Hope you like it :)

[heroesxdemons]

I posted 516 times in 2022

121 posts created (23%)

395 posts reblogged (77%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@villains4hire

@talesofourworlds

@friendsamongstars

@demon-blood-youths

I tagged 485 of my posts in 2022

Only 6% of my posts had no tags

#demon queen: beebz - 107 posts

#villians4hire - 85 posts

#mxsecarnival - 71 posts

#ghoul girl: erma - 67 posts

#wily witch: magilou - 67 posts

#shadow demon: sombra - 53 posts

#lightning empress: amelia - 50 posts

#friendsamongstars - 33 posts

#talesofourworlds - 33 posts

#bratty overlord: laharl - 31 posts

Longest Tag: 115 characters

#oh hey remember that new warriors crap marvel tried to pitch with characters named 'safespace' and 'snowflake'? ha!

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Two Wily Witches!?

@talesofourworlds​

“Egad! Zounds! What’s this I spy with my little eye? Is that...another me? From the hat all the way down to the books on my skirt, a carbon-copy if I do say so myself. As flattering as it is to look at myself without a mirror this can mean only one thing.”

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29 notes - Posted June 2, 2022

#4

Books and Bedlam

@friendsamongstars​

Wandering the halls of the Trolberg Library was perhaps the most peculiar witch around. With outlandish attire and eye-catching colors to match, Magilou was used to being the center of attention, hell she loved it! But that’s not why the renegade witch was here...

Trolberg’s Library reeked of magical energy and it drew Magilou towards it’s doors like a moth to a flame. If her hunch was right, then she’d be able to find rare and powerful books of the arcane. They’d make nice additions to her lil collection, and her imagination was already scheming over the sort of mischief she could conjure. Either that or putting on another whimsical show of Magilou’s Menagerie to rake in the cash. A witch needs money too, after all! 

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31 notes - Posted February 15, 2022

#3

Spookin’ the Scholar

@talesofourworlds​

A cold, unnatural chill descended upon Rita Mordio’s laboratory, the temperature dropping so low that you could see your own breath. How peculiar, especially since it was so warm outside and the sun won’t set until the next hour. There was also a....an unnerving feeling...

...a feeling that someone or something was watching the laboratory intently. A shadow slithered quietly underneath a nearby table, hiding in the darkness...

The lab’s equipment began to move when no one was looking, beakers sliding  out of place, lab coats being thrown onto the floor, and anything that wasn’t nailed down being haphazardly shuffled without a culprit in sight. It was as if some invisible, intangible source was taking delight in being a nuisance. Whatever it was, they certainly loved to make a mess...

35 notes - Posted June 4, 2022

#2

The Thief and the Treasure Hunter

@mxsecarnival​

Amelia squinted at the crowd of bureaucrats, nobles and people of the ‘upper crust’. The arrogance was so thick in the air you could cut it with a knife...all that meaningless flaunting of wealth and power, it made the demon-in-disguise stomach churn. She hated these parties, buuuuut any thief (or ex-thief in this case) worth their salt had to power through such things. It wasn’t easy for Amelia to fit in however. Ever since she changed classes from Thief to Valkyrie, she had to get a custom dress with long sleeves just to hide her muscular figure. 

Normally, she’d be okay flirting with others and whatnot but maintaining the facade of a ‘dainty gentlewoman’ was such a chore that she needed a moment to herself. Her eyes darted to a quiet corner of the ballroom and you could hear her high heels clacking hard against the tiles as she practically sprinted towards salvation. Whew...safe! Although...it seemed like she wasn’t alone. 

 A cute blonde woman who didn’t seem to have that aura of arrogance around her like the others. Finally, someone she could speak to normally!

 “Sooo...uh...man these aristocrats sure love to hear themselves talk huh? They spout enough hot air to make a balloon float.” Amelia joked, hoping she didn’t come off as strange. 

48 notes - Posted May 20, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

@villains4hire​

An abandoned house lay in the middle of Trolberg, a relic of the past, and recently the rumored hotspot of ‘supernatural’ activity. Many daring youths ventured into it’s depths...only to be sent screaming home to their parents in fear minutes later.

Someone, or perhaps something, was staring out the dust covered window. Obscured by the shadows, the mysterious figure was making sure no one else dared set foot in the house....even though the front door was left slightly open. Oops.

64 notes - Posted January 14, 2022

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[kenjikenzie]

I am officially half way through the World of Warcraft classes, now that Lyrieth the Demon Hunter is level 80. Lyrieth has been with me since Legion, when Demon Hunters first released, has done the order hall campaign for her class and I believe she was one of my characters that maxed out both of the weapons that Demon Hunters had during the expansion, as well as obtaining the pet that was exclusive to the Order Halls of her class and Warlocks. I may not like Demon Hunters as much as I used to, but this character has a special place in my heart due to being the first character I made after I took a break during Warlords of Draenor

Lyrieth hit Level 80 on November 14th 2024.

Her transmog consists of the Netherwalker's Eternal Armor, which is obtained for Bronze Celebration tokens during World of Warcraft's 20th Anniversary event, with the Coral Edged Crescent as her weapons.

[minek68]

"F*ck flowers! Woke ActiBlizz turned my edgy class gay!"

I'm amazed by people who looked at the demon hunter class with its BDSM dungeon class hall, Kor'vas Bloodthorne who wants to smooch dragons and a story where your Kirin-Tor contact is a demonic dominatrix's client and said: "Yeah, this look very straight to me!"

[kiunlo]

heheh i got the demon hunter class hall mount hueheuheu >:3

[tuwam]

dear god

@urianius​

silence fell over the institute. things have been splendidly morbid since the recent growth in attacks and mina’s silent but hovering presence. between all that’s happened, squad being overly quipped with higher trained warriors and the increase in classes and training, seoyoung can’t keep up. as if she didn’t have her own issues to deal with in their friend group. it’s not crumbling it’s - evolving, at the worst possible time. she feels trapped in the mess of emotions and the world around them - like some shitty coming of age movie that included angels and demons. 

on top of it all, amongst the foreboding silence, mina has an announcement today. there’s more shadowhunters than she could have ever thought gathered in the main hall, but of course. something hangs in the air now, people are antsy for the right reasons, and though masters of emotions, there’s always the mocking sense of fear everyone knows they hide deep in their minds. fear of unknown is what plague shadowhunters, as they pride themselves on knowledge above all. where’s that pride when there’s something so easy threatening it. 

seoyoung’s managed to get lexie well acquainted to the institute but she’s found herself hovering and making sure the girl eats when she doesn’t show up to lunch, or check on her after rough sparring. she can’t explain why, but the smile she gets out of kae when he notices her checking on the recruit - she must be doing the right thing. kae never lefts anyone see a smile. regardless, in the time she’s spent making she minjae doesn’t get roughed up doesn’t match how often he tries to leave for missions and how much lexie would rather be out of sight than seen.

it’s difficult.

she knows they need to be in the main hall and she’s half a mind to let their tardiness be on them, but now she’s going to be late. she’s given up searching for either, and after popping by to see if yeonhee would like to come with her, she’s alone in sprinting down the corridors to the main hall.

it seems she doesn’t need to look far for minjae. she sees him, shoulders square, angry bruise on his cheek that is definitely new, and eyes trained on the massive staircase in the main hall. seoyoung’s had hesitates as she nears him, and her eyes follow everyone else’s - to mina’s frame at the top of the stairs and the male beside her, minjae’s brother, or so she’s heard. news travels fast in the institute. it’s not fair, the genes must run in the family. he’s rugged, but seoyoung muses it must be a direct relation to his job, and his reason for appearing.

the stranger on the doorstep, it’s what everyone called him.  he’d shown up bloodied and given everyone quite the scare, can’t be any different from the scare minsoo gave when he woke up screaming in pain. seoyoung’s been on enough missions to know the cries of tortures. minjae doesn’t shrug off her touch this time, but she follows his gaze, from his brother, smug faced and next to mina, and minsoo between them, looked even more haggard and tired than before. seoyun and kae on the opposite end, and teachers lining down the staircase after them.

“now that everyone’s here...” seoyoung shrinks as mina’s voice echoes over. “i’m sure you’ve noticed. i pride myself in raising capable hunters. we’ve been stacking missions, we’ve been adding supervised and veteran hunters to simple squads and intel missions.”

mina takes a breath, as if all the time she’s taken to make these choices, hold this meeting, hasn’t been enough.

“i’m sure you’re all aware of my brother, the stranger as he’s been dubbed...kwon minjun, and of his status as a fellow warrior. the attack that brought him to our doorstep, has also been claiming the lives of several warriors. just this month, we’ve lost more than i’m sure you’d all like to admit or recount.”

there’s no murmurs, no gasps, just solemn stares and heads that fall in memory of what the infirmary walls have seen lately. seoyoung grabs tight of her steele, and finds minjae’s hand there to meet it. 

“there are many ways for a demon to disarm us, immobilize us, because it is in their nature to wreak havoc and blood, these attacks....are concentrated. something, is trying very hard to put an end to us. one by one institutes are being crippled.”

the war between angels and demons, shadowhunters and those who seek to claim and drown the world in blood and death - it’s not unknown to them. but demons are unpredictable, dumb at times minus the few higher ones that for the most part watch their underlings wreak havoc. things were too calculated, too coordinated, it could mean a war. seoyoung knew it without mina having to say it, and she knows her comrades think the same. 

“i’ve kept quiet about this because i wanted to see when the right moves would be made. but i’m sure you know - one of our own is missing. we’ve lost too many. your training will be kicked up, your squads will be padded and everyone here will be monitored accordingly. if this scares you - if you’re not up for it, you tell us now, tell me in private and i will arrange for you. my brother...will be aiding, you are not to question orders given by your trainers nor by seoyun in my stead.”

seoyoung ignores how minjae’s hand tightens around hers at the mention of his sibling. instead her eyes drift from how kwon minjun, hasn’t taken his off the two of them. she wants to shake his hand, to tell him his insistence of showing affection is foreign and inappropriate at times like this. but her eyes follow his, and takes them to a direct line to his brother. it’s a staredown, and there’s heat in it that proves this isn’t her fight to wage. so she holds his hand, red as her cheeks go.

"kae, the security procedures?”

‘classes and training schedules to go as planned. everyone is to travel in pairs or threes, you will log when you leave and your destination and when you return. if you see someone leave alone, you do not follow, you report. take your studies and your training as if they apply now. any failure to report actions noticed will be handled accordingly. it’s not my place, but a veteran squad in west city was cleaned out. evaluate what that means for you and your current level. nobody here is a recruit anymore, or a trainee, now, you should all think of yourselves as targets, as fair game. the demons will not discriminate.’

seoyoung’s trained closely with kae since she came to the institute, more than those who simply pass his exams and are deemed worthy for missions and scouts. he has trainers under him, specialists, recommended after they past trainee days, but somehow she’s always preferred his teaching. he doesn’t go easy on her, doesn’t underestimate her. she’s seen the many sides of him, has even seen a few laughs and relaxation and prides herself in knowing the man better than others. 

now, is a side of him she’s never seen, only heard of. the reason some of the veteran warriors still bow heads in respect and rooms quiet when he enters. it’s more than the way he carries himself, a taller dude, broad shouldered and stone faced, the gravity of the words, the shiver is felt throughout the room.

‘there are some runes and basic skills we want to make sure every person knows before the end of this week, teachers will double efforts and classes and exams will double to ensure proficiency of everyone in the institute.’ seoyun’s reveal gathers groans and moans of a similar, lighter nature. seoyoung cracks her first smile when she catches minjae rolling his eyes.

‘if no other questions, dismissed.’ she wants to speak, take a look at who might be heading to mina’s office after the talk. everyone doesn’t disperse immediately, all in favor of catching up. before she can get to him, minsoo is escorted away by yeonhee. it’s for the best.

minjae still hasn’t let go of her hand, for that reason lexie looks hesitant to approach them, caught in the movement of all the warriors and recruits she’s never met before. some approach her, some that have a good rap sheet with seoyoung and she relaxes for the movement. 

‘you gonna tell me where that shiner came from?’ minjae’s hand tightens and she has half a mind to tell him her opinion on his reckless activities when she notices minjun, his brother, heading in their direction.

‘seoyoung, i presume? i’ve heard good things about you from kae.’ ‘how surprising, you’re concerning yourself with someone other than you?’ minjae’s words are so immediate seoyoung barely had time to process minjun’s.

‘i could say the same for you little brother, rare to see you so -affectionate.’ seoyoung feels her cheeks burn for the second time and would very much like to get swallowed in whatever pointless conversation she knows lexie is caught up in.

‘what do you want minjun?’ minjae often has bite to his tone but this is different, personal. ‘i just wanted to introduce myself to the little lady, and check on you, hope that cheek doesn’t sting too bad.’ 

seoyoung doesn’t get to process those words either because minjae is pulling her off with the speed of light. it’s only when they’re alone in one of the training rooms that she gets the story.

‘you fought your brother?!’ ‘it wasn’t a fight.’ he isn’t regarding her, for the sole purpose of hiding the bruised cheek from her sight. but seoyoung is resourceful if anything and holding his chin in her hands to inspect it. for the bruise to show up so visibly, it was a hard hit, and intended to show. 

‘i’m sorry - is this like a sibling’s thing...?’ she wants to tread the subject lightly, she knows boys play, boys can be boys, but the bruise is swollen and she can’t imagine - in times like this, minjun would want to bruise his younger brother in a childish squabble.

‘he talks too much, he’s so high and mighty.’ ‘god minjae you don’t have to fight everyone who insults your pride.’ ‘it wasn’t my pride he insulted...’

seoyoung pauses, and for that split moment minjae’s eyes finally rest on hers. there’s still residual anger there, no doubt from thinking of the situation, but something - softens the minute he looks at her. that’s weird. sure, there are parts of minjae that he doesn’t dare show to anyone else but her, but right now, so easily? he looks vulnerable and with all that’s going on, she can’t handle it. 

‘hey, let’s go get supper, i’m sure they’re cooking a feast for everyone gathered.’ the normalcy comes after that, or whatever look of his that doesn’t reveal much into - the parts of their relationship they never outwardly address. minjae seems to perk up after that. ‘we’ve apparently got hella lessons stacking up for the next few days.’ another groan, and seoyoung says nothing when he grabs her hand again on their way out, just smiles and trails behind him. 

‘lexie is sitting with us by the way and you can’t say anything.’

another groan and she thinks things will be okay.

for now. 

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