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Commission for @zakthefiend
Is my other Druid girl!!!!
Ah Pebs you make such great art I love you fam! 😭
Au where everything is the same except Tyrande is happy to see thalyssra and all the nightborne after 10k years and wants to catch up on lost time!!!
When you haven't seen bae for 10k years and the only thing stopping from smooching are demons
@pebsterino Just finished my commission of one of my twin druid sisters, Azshavros Stardancer!
My feral bby is now whole and she is so beautiful! Thank you Pebs! I hope you're doing well! T^T
(Happy Birthday @pebster! I hope this adds to the celebration very well! Damn it’s been awhile since I’ve done one of these hasn’t it? Life gets in the way, new hyperfixations, Tumblr constantly killing itself, same old and same old. Well I feel like I’ve written a lot from other sources so why not return to my first MMORPG with a bang! Tyrande VS Sylvanas! Night Warrior vs Banshee Queen! Personally I didn’t much care for the cinematic, looked nice but I’ve long since given up on Blizzard actually doing good with their characters. That aside, my personal thoughts on WoW deserves it’s own separate post and shouldn’t be here where I gift an old muse and friend of mine something she’s probably been wanting for a long time. So without further adieu, I hope you enjoy!)
Ciradel lunges forward with her moon blades ready, her Elven weapons focused on their mark and their serrated edges threatened to rend the Banshee’s neck wide open! Suddenly she feels a shadow over take her chest before a sudden force smashed into her chest and sent her hurdling back! Her back slams into the ground, the force shaking her to her very core as she tried to pull herself back up. The Warden could barely catch her breath from such an attack yet willed herself back on her feet. Her fellow wardens were trapped in the midst of battle with the Jailer’s forces, and only she could delay Sylvanas from completing her ritual at that moment.
An eldar commission for @zakthefiend
Ah, Farseer Ysedra looking fine as always! Thank you for a wonderful drawing!
Art of Thousand Sons loyalist Josirus who belongs to @zakthefiend. It was a pleasure to draw him again!
OH! My boi looking good! I need to do more with him than what I have been! Thank you so much! ;<;
(Well it has been too long since I’ve written one of these. Sorry about that, but with everything going on it felt best to not post for a bit. I wanted to, trust me, but the timing didn’t feel right. Now a second wave of Corona coming to hit Florida again ain’t making things better here. So, why not write for the artist who kicked off my inspiration to becoming a writer? @drew-winchester I owe you so much for everything, I hope you stay safe in France you outstanding person! I hope you enjoy!)
It’s been almost a year now since Rey and Neville had tied the knot and were married. Rey laid in their bed cozily sleeping while the brisk Fall air of Britain sweeps the outside. She slowly wakes up from her sleep, the sounds of clanging within the house being what woke her up. She shoots up from the bed, holding her head and the complete mess that was her hair somewhat standing up by itself, and groans. She shivers a little to the cold air hitting her skin with the blanket no longer covering her now. She goes to try to shake Neville up, but finds her husband missing.
“Nevil-” She was cut off by another clang and her husband trying to not curse so much. The sudden sound nearly had her jump from her bed!
(Sad fic alert! A happy sad fic, but a sad one to be sure! @pebster needed a fic with how stressful she might feel, so I will deliver something to help her feel a tad better! I hope you enjoy!)
Another year passes on this world, another anniversary of the Lich King’s demise. Throughout the world, Horde and Alliance, cheer at the death of the Jailer of the Damned, fireworks shooting off and hearty laughter all around, even tense borders loosen for the day as the two groups of guards and soldiers come together and share a drink to the death of the traitor Arthas! A day that brings all together in a momentous occasion of jubilation and celebration!
All except for one elf, who is visiting the hollow grounds of the raided Citadel.
(Been a long time since I made one of these for @drew-winchester. Sorry for the absence, been learning how to write better with drabbles from some friends here. I hope you are doing well yourself! As an apology for going dark, here’s an AU for our favorite elf as a high elf! Had me thinking for a bit, so I hope you enjoy!)
(Here’s the final Warden for this Dating sim thing: Iwarela! The night warrior warden! I should really start pumping these out since I promised to make them awhile ago to @pebster. Anyways, I hope you enjoy!)
(I feel depressingly sad this fine cold morning! So I figured I could make a short story involving @pebster Main Characters from both games AND her favorite NPC Dwarf in both games! Sorry for making you cry Pebs, but I could make something worse! So, I hope you enjoy!
It had only been a few months since the leader of the inquisition met the hero of Kirkwall. The two women had a very strange bond, almost as if they were twins long since separated! Varric would joke about how both enjoyed elves far more than men or Qunari, or how the two would joke or be a smartass when most others would be scared shitless! The dwarf’s stories were true, as the two heroes perfectly represented the age old phrase: Birds of a feather, flock together!
However... they fit it too well. So the second part also applies here: Until the cat comes...
(I promised this awhile ago and only recently did I remember I was going to do this. So... yeah. Sorry for the wait, but here’s another start to a dating sim to @pebster very own Wardens! I hope you enjoy!)
(Well! This has certainly been a long time! Sorry for those of you who have been waiting or wanting a post like this. WoW has not been really all that interesting to me with their expansions as of late, and role playing has been a fun distraction. Anyways, finding @pebster with her new art on the DA series has brought back some nostalgia and I wanted to write something on this piece. I hope you enjoy!)
The moon’s shine hidden behind the clouds this night and leaving the outside shrouded in darkness. Only the lights of the keep penetrated the shadows on the mountain side. One of these lights came from a room with in the large tower. Cullen sits at his desk, the candlelight in his room and on his desk being the dominate light in his room. He was finishing some of the reports and readied to move onto shipping details.
He flexes his back out and let out a sigh as his spine cracks. The Templar was still in the habit of slouching when not standing, which he has been warned on many, many occasions. “Damn these papers, feels like there is no end in sight!” He grumbles to himself, scruffing his small beard with his hand.
“You could take a break then.”
His head shot up from the papers to see a familiar elf walking over to his side from the doorway. Her inquisitorial uniform blended in with the shadows of the room, while the golden shoulder guards shines from the lights around her. She stands next to him and looks at the papers sprawled all over his desk. Organization wasn’t his strongest quality when it came to many papers. People sure, papers however...
“I remember asking you to knock whenever you came Eli. If I hadn’t known it was you-”
“You’d still focus on your writing and papers and tell of the poor fool who tried to disturb you to do it another time. Be it a messenger or even an assassin!” She cheekily interrupts, grinning more at his forced frown. Eli notices the weariness in his eyes and the bags under his eyes. Her smile warps to concern and puts a hand on his shoulder.
“Cullen...”
“I’ll get some sleep when I at least get half of this done okay? I’d rather not-”
Cullen was once again interrupted, however this was because Eli pulls his eyes away from his work and to her’s. He tries to avoid eye contact but couldn’t help looking into his old flame’s blazing blue eyes. He sighs, knowing he lost to the elf once again. He could never hide himself when she wanted to learn what truly troubles him.
“I just... I just want something good to happen now. After everything that’s happened...” He looks down away from her eyes, shame washing over the Templar.
The elf let his head fall from her hand, and walks over to another part of the room. He then sees Eli bringing over a chair and sits next to him.
“If I can’t convince you to take a deserved break now, then I’m just going to have to help you finish so you CAN take one.” She smirks to him, taking one of the papers over from the side and looking it over.
Cullen soon smiled to her, and looks back at the papers in his hand. “You think you can stay up to finish this Eli?”
“Depends. Can you keep yourself awake for the next hour or so?” She raises an eyebrow, her eyes staying on the guard report.
“If it’s for you, I’d stay up through the night until dawn.”
((I adopted this good girl from @pebster, and I feel like it would be a crime if I didn’t give her some background. So here we go!))
Name: Avette Sunsnow
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Pansexual
Height: 7′3″ (222.504 cm)
Weight: 245 ibs (111.13 kg)
Language: Darnassian, Draenor, and Common
Parents: Cyrae Treeblade (Kaldorei/Mother) & Bahdiir (Draenei/Father)
Class: Paladin
Specialization: Protection
Job: Traveling Merchant
Faction: Alliance
Profession: Blacksmith
Secondary Profession: Mining
Skills: Fishing & Cooking (Amazing butcher work)
Positive Traits: Cheerful, Athletic, Flexible, Organized, & Optimistic
Negative Traits: Irresponsible, Reckless, Naive, Graceless, & Disruptive
Body Build: Draenei Athletic (running and tossing)
Hair style: Long hair with a waterfall braid
Tattoo(s): Twin leaf tattoos on her eyes and Darnassian vine-like tattoo from her neck down to her legs.
Favorite food: Pork sandwich with cheese and pickles.
Favorite drink: Cow milk and fizzy cherry pop. (Goat milk makes her feel weird...)
Favorite Location: Forest area
Favorite Animal: She really likes bears. Has been known to befriend bears a lot.
Preferred weapon: Sword & Shield or a hammer & shield.
Armor type: Plate and Chain mail
Favorite enemy: Gnolls and Bandits
Greatest fear: Astraphobia (Fear of Thunder and Lightning)
Dream: Become a great hero of Azeroth (or at the very least of the Alliance)
((I’ve been sitting on this golden picture for too long. So, for those of you who don’t know, @pebster and @drew-winchester had two of their characters be related. The strict warden Cira and Khadgar’s lovable wife. So here’s a few headcanons on how I think their interactions go before and after the burning of Teldrassil. Pebster drew this great piece, so I hope you enjoy!))
((As the title claims, this is part 3 of a Changed elf. Now that her sisters are there, Saya’s problems should be gone right? Nope. Things just get worse. @pebster made this art and I love this story I’ve made about her. So! I hope you enjoy!))
“So you basically got jealous that Turalyon’s ex is hotter than you and more “lady-like” than you, that you went to a shady store and bought a magic potion you never got appraised after?” Nana asked, standing over the now seated Saya. “Wow! Congratulations Saya! You’re still the reigning queen of recklessness!”
