#wranduin fanfic

[anduln]

— the journey back home (home is where the heart is)

A few years have passed since the Shadowlands adventures. Anduin is back, though this time, not as king. He’s got a couple more important things to do besides ruling the Alliance, and that includes: having fun! With his best friend, of course.

Or, what if Anduin and Wrathion became the true protectors of the Dragon Isles?

thinking on whether to expand this idea or not! i have this whole plot in my mind of how anduin and wrathion met again in the dragon isles and how their friendship (and possibly relationship…) would blossom again with time. i think they'd have so much fun together, going on adventures, just like they would in pandaria… but you can't help but ask yourself… for how much longer would anduin be able to enjoy his royal break? and how does wrathion marry his current life (as a black dragonflight diplomat, and possibly leader) to his old life (carefree in some ways, but just as exciting, especially with his friend once again by his side?)…?

i don't know, i'm just freeballing here! but i will say, writing about wranduin in the dragon isles is so much fun!!!! might just write a whole bunch of one-shots if i can't quite put my plot ideas together. let me know of any suggestions you might have!!!

p.s.: this time, i've proofread myself over and over again lol. no more mistakes!!

p.p.s.: read this on ao3!

It was a sunny morning in the Waking Shores.

The sky was as blue and vast as the ocean. Ohn’aran eagles were singing and welcoming the new day, and a pleasant breeze swept what little grass remained in that rocky landscape. Deer and their fawn were rising from their sleep, looking for some fresh food. Nature was waking from her slumber as she should, and nothing was out of place.

Except for that ginormous fire-breathing hornswog trying to turn Anduin into a crisp.

He jumped out of the way from its spit, only to fall from trying to dodge another surprise fireball attack.

‘Wrathion! Maybe not the best idea to use fire spells right now?!’

His battle companion huffed in response but drew out his scimitar and launched at the hornswog, nimbly blocking out its tongue when it darted toward him in defense. He slashed the hornswog’s belly, and it jumped back in pain.

He offered his hand to Anduin.

‘And let that beast fry you instead of me? I think not,’ Wrathion smirked.

Anduin groaned, but Wrathion could see his smirk. They clasped their hands, Anduin got up, and off to battle they went.

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‘Stop moving.’

‘It hurts.’

‘Yeah, well, suck it up, pretty boy. You’re the one who insisted on using fire spells, even though I specifically told you not to.’

Wrathion sucked in his breath. Who knew paladin healing spells could sting this bad?

‘And I told you to mind your aiming! Why would you cast a stun spell even though I was so near you?!’

‘I can’t babysit you while we fight! How could I know it’d scare you so bad your fireball would explode in your hand?!’

‘I wasn’t scared, I was merely distracted by your incompetence—’

‘You know I can just stop healing you if that’s what you prefer—’

The two kept on bickering, Anduin’s hand still glowing yellow over Wrathion’s wounds. Toddy walked up to Naleidea, with whom she was buying some supplies for the Dragonscale Expedition camp at the Artisan’s Market, and whispered.

‘Oi Naleidea, do you think the two lads are okay? I mean… why is the Black Prince yelling at King— uh, Anduin like that? It’s not like them to fight.’

Naleidea laughed as she thanked the cheese merchant, eyes bright as ever. ‘Are you kidding me? It’d be a miracle for them not to bicker every time they come back from a mission. It’s become their ritual at this point. Have you never noticed?’

‘I guess you do spend more time at camp… I’m just confused, I guess,’ Toddy sighed. ‘I can’t believe Anduin would join us on the Dragon Isles. Not even as king, but… as an adventurer? I wonder what happened for him to abdicate…’

Naleidea’s face darkened. A moment of silence filled the space between them, despite the bustling streets, and Anduin and Wrathion’s loud voices. ‘Have you not heard? About what happened to Anduin a while ago?’

Toddy’s own face fell in response. ‘Well… I guess I would also want a break from… everything… if something like that happened to me…’

Toddy trailed off, and the two girls got lost in their thoughts. A moment passed, and Toddy cleared her throat, not letting the mood turn sour. After all, their friend was here with them, not lost in another dimension anymore.

‘I have to say I don’t even remember a time when Anduin and Wrathion weren’t a part of the expedition!’ Toddy laughed. ‘Those lads sure brighten up the whole camp, and they’ve been such a great help in taking care of the isles.’

‘I remember,’ the elf smiled fondly. ‘I remember it all like it was yesterday.’ Toddy gazed at her, confused, as Naledeia turned to the human and his dragon friend, now right in front of them, sat down at the stairs leading up to the Seat of the Aspects. ‘Alright, friends. We’re all set to go! Wrathion, are you feeling okay?’

‘I’d feel better if Anduin here would stop trying to use his paladin powers to further injure me,’ he grumbled, though there was no bite to it, only exhaustion from a long fight. Anduin chose to mock-imitate him behind his back, and Toddy sighed, while Wrathion transformed into his dragon form.

‘Well hop on, folks. The day’s barely started, and we’ve got things to do!’ The dragon’s voice boomed.

And away they flew. Naleidea smiled, still reminiscing on that one day it all started. And it went like this…

[druidonity2]

2021 just some guys celebrating pride

[toxictwyla]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: World of Warcraft Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Wrathion/Anduin Wrynn Characters: Wrathion (Warcraft), Anduin Wrynn Additional Tags: First Kiss, First Time, Blow Jobs, Rimming, Anal Sex, Oral Sex, Human/Monster Romance Summary:

Anduin has returned, and Wrathion isn't as happy about it as he expected. Almost a decade later, and he's dealing with all the pain and stress all over again. But Anduin only wants to heal their relationship, in the best way he knows how.

[moonunwell]

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: World of Warcraft Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Wrathion/Anduin Wrynn Characters: Wrathion (Warcraft), Anduin Wrynn, Sabellian (Warcraft), Ebyssian | Ebonhorn, Kalecgos (Warcraft), Yrel (Warcraft), Exarch Hellscream, Xe'ra (Warcraft) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Post-Dragonflight, Disabled Anduin Wrynn, Shadow Priest Anduin Wrynn, Corruption, Depression, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Canon-Typical Violence, Loss of Identity, Angst, Suicidal Thoughts, Additional Warnings In Author's Note, Eventual Happy Ending, who knows how eventual though, Character Study, world of warcraft (and especially shadowlands) as cosmic horror, Religious Imagery & Symbolism, anduin and wrathion's big fat existential crisis, anduin and wrathion's toxic codependent yaoi spiral into madness, Emotional Manipulation Summary:

When the zealous Lightbound threaten to end Azeroth's delicate peace once more, Wrathion sets out to find the lost king of Stormwind before they do. The man he meets, though, is not quite the man he remembers.

[scourge-lover]

Blankets and Scales

Anduin is having a bad pain day. 

Forecasting the weather became easy for Anduin after his body had been crushed by the Divine Bell. If his entire body ached and he felt like he was being macerated all over again, it was most likely going to rain soon. 

He did not even have to listen to the light tapping of rain drops on the bamboo roof above. In the past, Anduin found the sound of rain pleasant and often would use his spare time to read next to an open window, even during a storm. Not anymore. Now, the sight of overcast clouds gave him dread. 

The healers assured him that his pain would go away. They kept saying that, only days after it happened. Weeks passed. Months passed. Perhaps in a year, it would loosen its grip on the prince. 

At the moment, Anduin couldn’t think so far ahead. Pain wracked his whole body. He had wanted to have some fresh air today, maybe even hike up Mason’s Folly to look at the beautiful scenery. Instead, he lay in bed. The covers wrapped around him like a comfortable cocoon. Every part of him was tucked under the blanket, trying to keep the chill air away. 

There was a slight knock on his door, but Anduin didn’t respond. He didn’t care who it was: a guard checking up on him, or a healer come to bring medicine, or one of the servants bringing him breakfast. Instead of replying or even just telling them to go away, Anduin rolled over to turn his back on the door. The blanket swaddled him tightly as he turned. 

The door creaked open. Whoever it was did not say anything. A worrying thought crossed Anduin’s mind that it might be an assassin, but no killer would knock on the door so politely. They never said anything. Anduin was about to demand they go away, but he was interrupted.

Something small, but dense plopped onto his blanket, sinking into it. At first, Anduin thought it was his cat Jasper as its walked over him, digging its feet into him with each step. But Jasper was much more vocal. He would have heard the cat walking and jumping onto the bed. Anduin tore the blanket away from his face to face this unknown entity.

Wrathion sat down patiently, in his whelp form. Anduin had seen it before, but the dragon was sensitive about his true size. Here he sat on Anduin’s chest, no larger than a cat. A mouse might find him terrifying, but not much else. 

“Feeling down, Prince of Lions?” Wrathion asked, scaly lips curling up halfway into a makeshift smile. Anduin groaned.

“I’m not in the mood. Go lecture someone else on your clever insights.”

Anduin tried to roll over, but Wrathion reached a paw out and sunk his claws in Anduin’s arm to stop him. He didn’t draw blood, but the claw was sharp as a needle and hurt. The audacity shocked Anduin enough to make him freeze. Wrathion shocked him again. He didn’t say something witty. He didn’t give Anduin a smug smile. In fact, Wrathion looked uneasy. After hesitation, The whelp crawled down inside the blanket. Anduin winced as the whelp wiggled and struggled to get comfortable. Scales and claws jabbed and poked the human’s thin skin. Wrathion squirmed between the boy’s arms and, at one point, between his legs which made Anduin jump. Finally, Wrathion nestled himself at the small of Anduin’s back. 

At first it felt uncomfortable, but Wrathion was a black dragon. They were magma given life and the heat from Wrathion’s body quickly turned Anduin’s blanket tent into a furnace. The heat worked itself into Anduin’s joints and muscles like the mineral hot springs. 

The pain didn’t disappear. It never did even on his best days. Still, it reduced enough to made Anduin less miserable. 

A rumbling noise started up from Wrathion. Anduin smiled when he realized it was him snoring. Wrathion must have fallen asleep. That seemed like a good idea. Soon, both of them were warm, comfortable, and deeply asleep while outside the weather stayed dreary and wet. 

[haveyoureadthisfanfic]

Summary: When Anduin turned sixteen, his father said: “Anduin, you are a prince. Choose your friends and lovers wisely.” Less than six months earlier, Velen had told him: “It is important to light the way, but you do not illuminate the path for the sole purpose of straying from it.” It did not seem likely that these two pieces of advice would ever be at odds.

Author: @cephiedvariable

[ao3feed-wranduin]

by shylareth

Anduin wonders if this is some sort of test, but from whom: the Light, or the Dragon Isles itself?

Words: 4035, Chapters: 1/2, Language: English

Fandoms: World of Warcraft

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: M/M

Characters: Wrathion (Warcraft), Anduin Wrynn, Sabellian (Warcraft), Alexstrasza (Warcraft)

Relationships: Wrathion/Anduin Wrynn, Wrathion & Anduin Wrynn

Additional Tags: Healing, Major Character Injury, he's fine tho!, Blood and Injury, i fix everyone's relationships and make them happy, :), Established Relationship, rating will change later, fuck it we ball (no beta), Hurt/Comfort, Fluff and Angst

[chronicallyhaughty]

I won't be blinded by the light

If Wrathion is lucky, Anduin’s work will leave marks on his skin, too.

[Wrathion/Anduin Wrynn, NSFW, AO3, Ko-fi]

I wrote most of this back in early '22 and forgot about it lol.

(Optional Context: they're in college, Anduin's dad is some vague politician type, Anduin himself has chronic pain, Wrathion is agender but fine with he/him pronouns.)

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The first words out of Anduin’s mouth after Wrathion drops his bag by the kitchen door is, “come here.”

Well, okay then. Wrathion’s mouth hitches up into a grin but stays shut for the moment as he does as bid, and Anduin rewards him for the compliance with a, “good. Kneel.”

He’s relaxed, smiling beatifically back at him, hands in the front pockets of his jeans as he leans against the kitchen counter. Hard to believe he's angling to get his dick wet, just by looking at him. The curtains behind him aren’t completely drawn, so the light shines in full as well as muted through the fabric. Wrathion burns with the halo it creates around the other man’s form.

Most people would make the angelic metaphor with complete sincerity, because Anduin is always polite and kind, until he’s not. Wrathion lets out the breath he hadn’t realized he was holding, lets that addictive calm take its place, and drops as commanded.

Anduin’s fingers, when he pulls them out of his pockets, are slightly rough on his face. Hours of writing, guitar playing, working, having left their marks on his skin. If Wrathion’s lucky, Anduin’s work will leave marks on his skin, too. His eyes flutter closed under the attention...

[Ko-fi]

[fireember345]

Prince Charming Anduin Fanfic Prompt

A WOW Prompt

Do not own WOW

Anyone can use it

Alpha/Omega/ Beta Dynamic

Varian x Kyrestia the Firstborne

Varian x Tiffin

Tiffin is Kyrestia in a human avatar

Anduin is a Demigod

Omega Anduin

Anduin has a Harem

Anduin x Wrathion

Anduin x Arator

Anduin x Baine 

Anduin x Orc Character

Anduin x Nizrek

Anduin x Anub'azal

Anduin has many children from many partners

[wrathiongaysex]

Reblogging to my wow blog too

Hello friends,

It’s been like 10 years. But I’m creating more atrocities.

I’m starting a wow au fanfiction. Two undead gay men adopting a small elf child.

I blame my friend for this (thanks)

[wrathiongaysex]

Unironically my favorite thing is trans anduin. Something about the trans king of stormwind makes me kick my feet and then I think of this dumb black drake.

My favorite fanfiction was a very steamy wranduin fanfic with Tranduin. Was so good. Good shit, as a trans man myself. Makes me foam at the mouth

[anduln]

obsessively reading up on wrathion, anduin & kalecgos lore to give the people what they want: more kalethion & wranduin fanfic

[druidonity2]

Wranduin oneshot where Anduin grew up taking old stories of beheaded kings to heart and being deathly afraid of anyone or anything touching his neck. He hides his neck with clothes, bandages, and accessories, and flinches anytime anyone gets too close. At this point his neck is more sacred to him then any other part of his body, and is the one place Wrathion would never dare dream of being allowed to touch.

That is till one night Anduin gently and carefully takes Wrathion's bare hands into his own hands, and guides them to his own bare neck, and lets him.

[toxictwyla]

I had this really great Wranduin fanfic that I was going to finish eventually and now it's ruined thanks to the lore so I can't publish it. I guess I learned a long time ago, never publish if the lore isn't finished, or if the characters are nobodies and never come back into the story. But don't fuck with main characters.

Don't do it. You will be burned.

[nattvingen]

Tag Game: Ten First Lines

Rules: share the first lines of ten of your most recent fanfics and tag ten people. If you have written less than ten, don’t be shy and share anyway.

(I decided to interpret this as "most recently worked on" with the qualifier "has an actual line" so both posted fics and WIPs ahoy!)

The rug beneath Aethas’ bare feet is plush and dirt-free, in spite of the boots that cross it daily. [Halduron/Aethas, Dom/sub + aftercare, E, WIP]

"He looks like he could suplex you." [Endgame HalduRomThemar, lots of pining and a love triangle-goes-poly, M/E, WIP]

There’s a cat on every corner in Silvermoon. [HalduRomThemar, pre-relationship implied, a whoops-we're-animals curse, T]

Time had lost all meaning who knows how long ago. [HalduRomThemar, filthy smut with surprise feelings at the end, E]

They’d built the treehouse as kids. [Varian/Genn, a.k.a. the Suburban Dad Affair, E, WIP]

It's difficult for a man like Lor'themar Theron to relax. [Lor'themar/Rommath, invisibility spell used creatively :3c, E, Wip]

After the Vindicaar departs for Argus, Halduron goes looking for a familiar face. [Halduron/Rommath, two guys learning to get along better with sex, E, WIP]

The first words out of Anduin's mouth after Wrathion drops his bag by the kitchen door is, "come here." [Wranduin, college AU blowies idk, E, WIP]

"You sure you’re okay? You look a little, uh, flustered." [Roy/Tim, bonked on the head-mutual pining-getting together, T]

"I know I’ve said it before, Nine, but boy am I ever glad to have you on deck to take the heat off of me," Commander Reyes says offhandedly while checking over the ammunition strapped to his thighs. [Genji/Zenyatta, Blackwatch AU, pre-relationship, T]

Won't tag, but please steal, I like to see what peeps are working on! :D

[silriven]

auld lang syne: 2022

I almost didn’t finish that Kalecgos/Wrathion fic because I wasn’t sure if it would even be interesting to other readers.  I woke up to a bunch of kudos and some really nice comments on it, so I’m glad that I buckled down and did it.  I don’t see myself writing more for the ship unless I get struck by another idea.  Maybe we’ll get lucky and Wrathion will have more interactions with Kalecgos as the Dragonflight expansion continues.  At this point, though, I think I’d sooner try my hand at writing some Kalecgos/Khadgar if I was looking for something to write, which I’m definitely not.  My WIP list is pretty full and one of my goals for next year to make some solid progress on an original work.

Currently I have another Winter’s Veil fic for Wrathion/Anduin that I want to see if I can jot down by New Years.  I don’t want to put pressure on myself to write an entire fic next week, mostly I just want something festive to pick at in-between holiday stuff.  If I finish it, fine, if not, no big deal.  Then, of course, there’s the not-so-secret collaboration fic with @claret-ash to work on.  I also have a lot of ideas for shorter wranduin fics for an old prompt list that I want to try and make progress on.

I tried getting into some Final Fantasy XIV ships this year like Estinien/Aymeric, Thancred/Urianger, and Emet-Selch/Hythlodaeus, but nothing really stuck with me creatively, even though I love playing the game and following its story.  I think the problem with fanfic for me is that I’m never inspired to write for media that I love and am content with.  It’s always for the stuff that I read or watch and aggressively think “well, yes, this is nice, but WHAT IF...”  Maybe I’ll make it one of my goals to branch out and write for another fandom this year.  I love Our Flag Means Death and the fan community over there so maybe that’ll be some Blackbeard/Stede Bonnet.  If I get REALLY aspirational I’ll write something for The Locked Tomb fandom, I kind of want to write a genfic about God but I’ll probably need to re-read Harrow the Ninth and Nona the Ninth first and take notes.  I’m still recovering from Emet-Selch and basically all of Final Fantasy XIV: Shadowbringers, that whole expansion kind of floored me, so maybe I’ll write something short and soft for him and Hythlodaeus on Elpis or something of a darker strain between him and G’raha Tia in the Crystal Tower.

But god, help me, I’m probably going to start work on In the Valley of the Shadow again before I do any of those things.  I just know it.  That’s going to be embarrassing.

I’m going through a phase with my writing where I’m very self conscious about the fact that I’m just not smart enough or well read enough to write the kind of fantasy fiction that I want to write.  I know the only remedy to this is to keep exposing myself to more ideas by reading and to keep practicing by writing something, anything, but it’s been a little paralyzing this year.  I just kind of need to make peace with where I’m at, stay in my lane, and keep on going.