#world of warcraft battle for azeroth

[medivvh]

Why are BfA grinds uh. Like that

[mcrtalstrike]

This is what I recall happening in BFA, idk about you

[jacqjohnsonart]

Queen Azshara 👑✨

Redraw of a portrait I did in 2019, I think I’ve improved a lot since then!

[adalidposts]

Before and After draw

2020 and now, 2024 ^-^

I hope you like it. I liked the result and it took me 2 weeks because I haven't been able to leave school....

Instagram: @dunkel.violett

[panfaristo]

Yes, yes, Mathias. It's a complex mechanism, Mathias. We understand your work.

[venomhound]

World of Warcraft - Wrathion Crush Headcanons

I actually have this GIANT document written up all about Wrathion; how he gets crushes, how he courts, and so on. I wrote it like a couple years ago. I guess Ill break it up into a couple posts and throw it on here since I'm actually posting my brainrot now lol. Maybe someone will get enjoyment out of it.

IMPORTANT NOTE: Re-edited 11/10/24 so its easier to read. Contents are the same, formatting is just a little different!

WARNING: Old writing. Not beta read we die like men ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈

Wrathion is very ‘classically’ romantic. When he thinks about romance and courting, he thinks about it in a very stereotypical Victorian-esque way. With the man being a gentleman, giving flowers, writing love letters, and generally being the one to put their heart on the line. All while the woman looks on, blushing and giggling.

Honestly, its probably due to a bunch of romance books he has read.

Don't get me wrong; I used the word classical and not traditional for a reason. Wrathion is not the type to think in firm gender roles or anything (dragons as a whole don't really subscribe to the concept of gender). He is just of the mindset that if you are interested in someone, you show respect to that person and you express your interest. None of this pining, subtle flirting, or love game nonsense.

Wrathion absolutely despises people who don't do anything about crushes (without a good reason of course. Like, if the person is already taken, nothing you can do) and/or just sit and pine. Its one of his absolute pet peeves.

I totally see Wrathion getting SO ANNOYED with Anduin if he came to him with love problems. Anduin would try to vent to him about his feelings, signals he is getting from his crush, and what signals he should give back without being too obvert... Meanwhile Wrathion doesn't give a fuck about 'proper courting protocol' or any of that nonsense and is ready to flip a table.

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Wrathion is just a very big gentleman overall and surprisingly chivalrous. The easiest way to get on his bad side is harassing, disrespecting, and/or abusing a woman.

Wrathion would probably fall into the demi-romantic category. I can never imagine him experiencing love at first sight, or even falling for someone soon after meeting them.

Wrathion is more the type to become great friends with someone then have a love realization hit him like a freight train. He falls in love like falling asleep; very slowly, then all at once. It just punches him in the face before he can tell whats going on.

One of the first signs of Wrathion’s feelings are his stares. At first they'll be very studious looks, like your a riddle he cant figure out.

He wont hide these looks either. You'll easily catch him (and lock eyes if your brave enough).

However, when Wrathion’s feelings shift, the inquisitive looks he gave you quickly turn into loving gazes. His once sharp eyes now soft and full of admiration.

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Dragons have a very strong instinct to protect and lavish their partner with gifts. These will be the other main tells that his feelings are changing way before either of you catches onto it.

Wrathion will check in whenever he can, asking how your doing and feeling. He may be busy, being a Prince and all, but Wrathion somehow always finds time to check in on you.

Because Wrathion himself has sleeping issues, he has this almost sixth sense for when you haven't slept or are exhausted. If you refuse to rest, Wrathion will try to help you with your workload as much as he can.

Wrathion catches on quick to what your needs are. If you have a tendency to forget to eat or drink, he will gently remind you. If you have a tendency to overwork yourself, Wrathion will try and push you to take a break.

Of course, these examples are when he is first catching feelings. Once you two are a thing, Wrathion becomes much more pushy and insistent.

Sleep deprived? Wrathion is pulling you to bed in his arms and taking a nap with you. Haven't eaten? Your getting something made for you right away, don't even worry about coming down. Overworking yourself? Hard to work when you have a guy kissing you all over and begging you to come relax. If that doesn't work, Wrathion will just straight up lay in your lap like a cat.

You'll also notice him being very physically protective as well. Although admittedly, it'll be difficult to discern what is actual protectiveness and what is just him being a gentleman at first.

Wrathion does the usual things you'd expect of someone of his rank. He will make sure you have safe passage and escort you himself if need be. He will also guide you with his hand to your back in crowded room.

However, he quickly starts upping himself when he starts getting feelings for you. Instead of asking if you need an escort, he will insist that he escort you himself. Instead of only guiding you through crowds or when things get dicey, Wrathion preemptively offers his arm to you to hold onto. If he does end up having to put his arm around you, you'll also notice that instead of it being the super gentle, almost guiding graze his hand had before; his hand is now firmly, protectively placed upon you.

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As for the gifts... Oh dear. This is a deeply embedded dragon instinct that I think would cue alot of people into Wrathion’s feelings wayyy before he figures it out himself.

It starts innocent enough, you were complaining about not having enough of [X], one of your old pieces of armor started hurting you, or maybe a weapon broke. Well whatever it was, Wrathion took it upon himself to fix it. Has to make sure your in tip top shape, right?

Then you eyeball something at the market for a little too long, you mention a book you've been wanting, or this really cool sword you like. Before you know it, its suddenly in your possession.

Wrathion then just starts to get you things that he thinks you'd like or remind him of you. It deteriorates so quickly that he always seems to have something for you.

Wrathion is all excuses. Oh, its just a reward for being a good friend! Oh, he just saw how worn out you were lately and thought you needed something to cheer you up! Its an early birthday present! And this one too. This one is a late birthday present.

For a trained rogue, its actually kinda pathetic how he cannot come up with a good deflection as to why he is giving you all this stuff to save his life. But thats mostly because he doesn't even know why he is doing it himself to be honest.

(I literally imagine the gift instinct to be SO STRONG that Wrathion could swear to himself, ‘okay, no gifts, no more nothing’ then literally end up giving you the stupidest shit like an actual rock because it was pretty. He cant help it. Its in his GENES. HE MUST GIFT YOU)

Once you two are an actual thing the sporadic and, honestly, quite chaotic gifting he was doing before is no more. But thats only because it has been replaced with him absolutely spoiling you. The chaos energy he had before is now being put to good use.

One of his favorite activities is dressing you up. As weird as it sounds, he loves having you try on a ton of different outfits and model them for him.

(If it was a modern AU, Wrathion is the type of guy I could see spending hours at the mall with you and being absolutely giddy about it.)

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[lockree]

what i want is anduin back pls blizz

[little-viking-draw]

I couldnt help myself after I saw this tweet: https://x.com/Portergauge/status/1815550294673273214

[wwo0w]

Life in Boralus

[doctordragon]

To me they are

[rachelvhs]

Sylvanas Windrunner Sketches!

had some time before work this morning to work on some art and i was thinking about Sylvanas so i decided to do a couple quick sketches of her!

[officialchrismetzen]

ok guys you all voted for the best expac, now it's time for:

Removing Dragonflight from this one this time since some folks made good points that it's too new for these kinds of polls, and this time, this poll is a WEEK long for better data !

VOTE AND PASS IT DOWN

[warcraftconceptart]

Cat Pack - Render for Battle.net Shop Artist: ? Game: World of Warcraft (Battle for Azeroth, 2019)

[warcraft-positivity]

Day #280 of things I love about WoW:

Jani. Next to Bwonsamdi (and now Q'onzu), he's absolutely my favorite loa hands down.

[eluviannaa]

About a month ago I was talking favorite Brooklyn Nine-Nine quotes and was reminded of one I absolutely LOVE. The character Rosa Diaz has some of the best.

She's dark and detached, and the dialogue that came to mind was an amazing offhand comment:

“That lady has been buried alive three times. I've only been buried alive once."

Connecting the idea of Elu having unusual experiences, ones she never talks about. The quote sparked inspiration to explore, what if she had been buried alive.

How would that go? And with Thorne being the darker fic, it seemed a perfect place to stick the lore.

The larger setup isn't connected yet, but writing out a scene for the idea was so fun.

Also, in case you're wondering, she was buried in an unmarked grave in Barrowknoll Cemetery, Drustvar.

Eluvianna was shaking, detached, and approaching mental severence.

Her expression carried an unfamiliar distance, framed by once soft waves now heavy with dark, wet sediment, matting the strands. Ribbons of brown sludge pathed across her chest, a tar of the pallor.

Cormac sensed the schism, but his hand considered a rough strip of cloth—ripped from some long-forgotten thing.

His eyes followed a thick smear of grime along her cheek, blackening across her lips as though it had been spat out. He winced—a quiet spasm in the throat—the sight itself became a taste. The cloth hung useless in his hand, a gesture that felt entirely worthless.

She closed her eyes, fingers wavering as they touched the damp skin. Her breath attempting to steady. She tried to clear her throat, something lodged deep brought an obstructed scrag.

She coughed once, then harder, her body twisting over her knees as she forced the breath out, finally spitting a gritty mass of mud onto the rough wooden floor.

He guided shoulders back into the chair, giving a gentle squeeze before his hands disconnected. She leaned back heavily, eyes closing as she tilted her face upward. He watched, assessing the motion, almost unrecognizable in his concern.

“And this not be the first time.” He knew the words were unhelpful, but was trying to reach her. One day he might.

Eyes still closed, her brow lifted in resignation. “No—but never buried alive.” She forced a smile, attempting levity. Then a sharp jolt forward with another cough.

He scoffed, pulling a chair opposite her. Moving a hand to grasp at her arm both in a measure of comfort and caution.

His voice low. “One day we won't find you.”

Eyes squinting hard, her lips pursed in some deep purpose. The words came through a tense jaw. “Caution left me long ago. This is nothing.”

[king-arthas]