#demon hunter class hall

[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

[ppeasants]

i bet hunter is a HUGE calligraphy nerd.

he probably has a huge collection of fountain pens, specialty ink, paper, and handmade quills.

whenever he went to visit the market for coven supplies, he'd always be on the lookout for artisan pens and paper. he probably has a favourite maker too, and always tried to get something new from them every time.

and when he would go on hunts for the coven, he would keep an eye out for feathers dropped from animals or demons, collecting them for his quills that he'd whittle himself

his fingertips are probably discoloured from all the ink he's used, not to mention all the uniforms he's stained from spilling ink on them (and hiding them from belos to not receive punishments for them).

hunter and lilith probably share this hobby, too. maybe before they started hating each other, lilith would buy him notebooks and pens, and they would pass notes in the halls.

it was probably one of the few forms of self expression he could actually take in the coven. swamped with paperwork at every turn, and with belos watching over him every second, he found a love of writing in his calligraphy showing through the paperwork, the quills and ink and font become his.

its probably funny, after everything, now that he's back in school at hexside, getting to write again, showing up with a full writing setup just to take notes (and even with all the setup it takes he's still the first in and out of the class).

and it's even funnier when they use his academic papers to teach classes cause he probably hates how old they are.

i just love creative hunter. a child who loves to make, between his woodcarving and sewing, and calligraphy.

[whereserpentswalk]

Every ten years, some of the most powerful beings in the multiverse bet on the life of an average human.

They've been doing it since humans evolved sentience, it's become tradition at this point. Azarath angel of war and fire. Opheria high lady of the autumn fae. Eoauiioaie old one of dreams and eater of planets. Drehn the dragon at the edge of time. Kalhesh demon of the unbreakable chain. Haramare the parasite that eats the bodies of dead universes. And many others, some of whom I can't even describe here, all gather to make their bets.

They pick a human by rolling millions of dice until they find someone who matches the DNA sequence generated. Then they'll begin to watch them, watch their little moves, their daily tasks, their relationships, everything about them. And they'll start making bets, on little things at the start of the year, on what they'll have for breakfast. On if they'll make the train on time. On what dreams they'll have when they sleep. But as time extends they start getting more and more invested, and they'll bet on the big things, if they'll ask out their crush, if they'll get that promotion, in some dark circumstances if they'll die.

There are only two rules. Nobody can use their powers to effect the person's life. And the human in question cannot be aware of extra dimensional being. The person is just living their normal life, and they're observing, seeing with baited breath what will happen, not knowing.

It's 2022, they're betting on a university student living in Tokyo. She's been burnt out for days, everyone is waiting intently to see if she finishes her papers in time. The multiverse cheers when she does. She passes all of her classes, does well, though feels the pain of a few sleepless nights. Despite her worst fears and insecurities she's quite intelligent, and all her paranoias prove to be illusions of the mind.

It's 2012, they're betting on a teenager living in the Midwestern US. They're considering coming out to their parents but they don't at the last momment. Some cheer because they remained safe and weren't hurt by their father. Some weep because they've waited even longer to come out now. They're still in the closest when they stop being followed on New Years Eve, their parents never accept them, they end up moving to Chicago for college and cutting off contact years after the contest ends.

It's 2002, they're better on a hunter living in the forests on South America, one of the few people left on the earth not to know of the colonizers and the empires of the west, though he's still felt their effects. He's almost ambushed by a python, everyone waits with baited breath hoping he survives. By all luck he does and the multiverse cheers. He'll die a few days after the contest ends, meeting a westerner for the first time, and meeting a western bullet for the first time, as he was considered to be "trespassing" on a private farm.

It's 1992, they're betting on an elderly man living in the suburbs of St. Petersburg, he comes home one night to find out that his beloved cat has died. He weeps and the multiverse weeps with him. Nobody could have known the cat was in danger, so no bets were made on her, but everyone weeps anyway, it is November, and the multiverse knew her well. Throughout halls of civilizations the old man will never know the cat is mourned, entities from countless worlds wishing things could have gone differently.

The contest is always broadcast to the entire multiverse. The faeries, and the old ones, and the demons and the angels, and all other manner of creature, always know. The ones making the bets always root for their predictions to come true, but those who are always watching tend to hope for the best outcome. They become so invested in everyone's lives, hoping everything is ok for them, loving the people they watch in a way those being watched will never truly know.

They say it's to keep them humble. So that the faeries, and the angels, and the dragons, and the elder horrors will all know in a way what it's like to be human, and know to care for those so much less powerful then them.

[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

[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.

[bookwormscififan]

Reflected Refractions, Chapter 11

Clandestine Co-Operation

Read on AO3!

Chapters 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10

A/N: So... this was supposed to only be a 10-chapter thing to open up a trilogy, but then it took forever to get Mad and Mare together, so I'll aim to wrap this one up at 15 or 20.

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“Mare. Meet me in my office.” Night’s words were curt and clipped, barely stepping into the dorm before closing the door and heading down the hall.

“What have you done?” Phantom hissed, joining Mare as they headed for Night’s office. “He’s calling me in, too.”

“Boys,” Night greeted them as they entered the office, hands clasped behind his back as he stood behind the desk. “This incident with the demon Mad has been developing some… apprehensions around the campus. Hunters are uncertain whether they’re truly safe in their dorms anymore, and even going so far as to be mistrusting of those they call their friends.”

Mare bit his lip, staring at the ground with his hands behind his back. From beside him, he could hear Phantom’s nervous tic of tapping on the desk with the nail of his index finger, lightly kicking the leg of the desk with his foot.

“How are we responsible?” Phantom asked, not looking up to meet Night’s eye.

“My star pupils met with the strongest demon we know, and yet we don’t have it in our possession,” Night explained, drumming his fingers against his notebook as his cheek twitched near his scar. “Their confidence depends on whether the Twins can capture demons effectively.”

“We can easily make up for this by hunting some lower-classed demons,” Phantom offered, cutting off Mare’s attempt to defend himself.

“That would not be enough,” Night answered, pausing to take a deep breath before looking at the twins. “You must capture Mad and give a talk about the best ways to destroy it. Once the strongest demon is killed, the others will be weakened, and we can stop this war once and for all.”

“Mad wants to stop the war with peace,” Mare blurted, causing both Phantom and Night to stare at him. “He wants to find some way for humans and demons to coexist without all the killings. And… I agreed to help him.”

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“Why would you say that?” Mad asked, combing his fingers through Mare’s hair as he rested his head in the demon’s lap, both sitting under the courtyard tree in the middle of the night with Phantom standing guard outside the curtain of leaves.

“He wanted us to kill you,” Mare whispered, reaching up to brush his thumb across Mad’s freckles, watching the way his eyes shifted to pink from the touch. “’m tired of all the killing. And if it’s to destroy you, I’d prefer to be dead.”

“That’s morbid,” Phantom scoffed from outside, pacing footsteps stopping suddenly. “Don’t leave this tree. I need to… check something.” Before he got an answer, his footsteps echoed through the courtyard signalling he’d run off, and Mare relaxed so his full weight was against Mad.

“The easiest way to kill me is to break my heart,” Mad whispered, leaning down to kiss Mare upside-down, humming as Mare melted into his touch. The slowest way is to use one of those smoke bombs your hunters used on the nest outside the campus. They couldn’t see where they were going, so they kept reappearing in corners and solid stone, and eventually they either starved to death or ceased to be.”

“Dark topic for our position,” Mare chuckled, sitting up so he could turn and straddle Mad’s lap, now facing the demon without having to crane his neck. “But I thank you for the information. I’ll never intentionally break your heart, Mad, because I’d be breaking mine.” With that, he leaned forward to kiss Mad again, sighing when the demon tangled his fingers in his hair after gently removing his glasses.

Heart pounding, Mad held the human close, free hand going to his hip to pull him more into his lap, then gasped as Mare shifted against him, causing heat to flare across his body. Mare didn’t give him time to recover, however, pushing his tongue into Mad’s mouth the second the demon parted his lips, one hand moving to rest over Mad’s on his hip while the other cradled the back of his neck, keeping him from pulling away.

“Well, when you’ve stopped figuring out what Mad’s stomach tastes like, it’s almost dawn,” Phantom stated, parting the branches of the tree slightly so he could look at his brother, awkwardly tugging at the collar of his own shirt to hide his neck and collarbone.

“We hide in the archives,” Mad whispered against Mare’s lips, giving his hip a final squeeze before disappearing into the shadows, leaving Mare kneeling in the dirt with flushed cheeks and his glasses beside him.

“He’s not talking about the archives under campus, is he?” Phantom asked, helping Mare out of the planter and toward the dorms. “The hunters say that place is haunted.” His voice disappeared for a moment as he spoke the last word, and he cleared his throat before opening the door for his brother.

“I think I’ve been invited there,” Mare muttered, turning to look at Phantom as they stepped into their dorm. “And where did you sneak off to? We’ll have to get you something to hide that mark on your neck.” As the door closed, Phantom’s affronted gasp sounded from his bed, followed by Mare’s laughter echoing down the hall.

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@iamvegorott @brokentimewatch @rattyboyisemo @dungeon-dragons-dragons

[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 )

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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

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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

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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

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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 :)

[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

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