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safrona-shadowsun · 1 year

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Character Profile: Safrona Shadowsun

{ Art above by the Mun: @handhour }

Name: Safrona Shadowsun Nicknames/Monikers: Saf, Red, Courier, Mother Sin, Lady Shadowsun, Harvester Age: Adult. (That is all the lady will admit) Birthday: Late February. Race: Void Elf Gender: Female Sexuality: Demisexual, hetero-leaning. Relationship Status:. Married to @thefirstperished Server: Wyrmrest Accord. Faction: Cross-faction. Faceclaim/Likeness: Morena Baccarin

Physical Appearance –––

Safrona seems a feminine figure made for travel, garments striking an even balance between luxury and practicality that could only be defined as "courier couture". The singular long braid that streams down to her waist is often the signature of her appearance, dark red as bottled wine. Still, a blue-violet wash of unnatural vibrance seems to fringe the red of her hair at its ends, a branding of the collective of energies she has perhaps learned to consume and survive by. This same unnatural color is set into her eyes, an unmistakable sign of her heritage as Rendorei.

Hair: Burgundy, violet/blue ombre near the ends. Worn long, usually kept in a single large braid. Eyes: Violet. Height: 5'6" Build: Slender, some curvature on a petite elven frame. Long-legged. Distunguishing Marks: None immediately visible. Common Accessories: Gold pouch, flask, datapad, business cards, miniature wine bottle samplers, hearthstone, pink "crystals", dried pomegranate.

Personal –––

History: A Void Elf “exile” like so many of her kind, some may know the importer to be the professional “Courier” that finally settled to run Empyrean Star Trades, a business formerly abroad with its foundation in the wine trade eventually established to overlook the harbor of Stormwind.

In recent years the Lady Shadowsun has left the business operation in the hands of her sister, Wenne. While the “Courier” does make herself available for the individual specifically looking for her particular expertise, most of her professional attention is invested in the training of new couriers seeking to make a career of acquisition and delivery.

Outside of capital cities the Lady Shadowsun is often seen accompanied by void and nether-born entities, whether summoned as an extra set of eyes, to assist in mundane tasks, or to eagerly come to her defense.

{ Art by @galderthefuzzy }

Profession: Manager of Empyrean Star Trades. Lesser known Warlock. Hobbies: Social drinking and wine culture, collecting, guitar, traveling, jewelcrafting, careful interest in the Dark Arts and Demonology. Languages: Common, Thalassian, Demonic, Orcish, various. Residence: The Veiled Stair, Pandaria. (Elysian Sojourn) Birthplace: The Isle of Quel'Danas. Religion: None. Patron Deity: None. Fears: Losing control, enslavement or possession, hurting loved ones.

Relationships –––

Spouse/Partner: @thefirstperished Children: None. Parents: Deceased. Siblings: Wennefer Shadowsun (formerly Dawnsinger) Other Relatives: Unknown, unintroduced. Pets: None.

RP hooks –––

Specializes in wine/alcohol and other needful imported goods big and small.

Specializes in emergency/medical supply drops.

Owner of Empyrean Star Trades in Stormwind, an office housing a team of specialized acquisition and delivery agents.

Takes “confession" at the Elysian Sojourn, a bathhouse and drinkery located in the Veiled Stair of Pandaria.

Associate of Madam Goya.

Was a heavy aid to the Nightborne in Suramar during the Legion invasion.

A wartime Courier very well known working between garrisons on Draenor during the Iron Horde crisis.

Black Harvester known of within Warlock circles.

A known presence in the Telgorus Rift.

Contact Information ––– –

Realm: Wyrmrest Accord - "Safrona" (Alliance) "Courier" (Horde) Rp on Tumblr or Discord is always preferred.

#Character Profile #Safrona Shadowsun #Wyrmrest Accord #World of Warcraft #Rp profile #Cross faction #Felt like I should update her profile :)

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joywindsong · 8 months

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The Half Blood Mage Pt 2

The Backstory

Traditionally in night elf society, men are guided to the teachings of Cenarius while women are expected to follow the light of Elune.

Vionira Moonwalker was one of the exceptions. Vionira showed a strong bond with nature early on in life. Born in Hyjal, she is relatively young compared to her peers. The Cenarion Circle was also hesitant about welcoming her into their ranks. After the Third War things were starting to change within the Cenarion Circle. Gender became less of an issue, as well as race. The tauren, who once followed Cenarius’ teachings but strayed away towards elemental magic, were in the process of reconnecting to druid teachings. This of course did not come without concerns.

The tauren were allied with the Horde. Even if they shared the same values in the teachings of Cenarius, they were standing by the same orcs who laid waste to sections of the sacred forests of Ashenvale during the third war.

Vionira, like many of the Kal’dorei, was residing in Moonglade after the fallout of the war. Though she had years of experience as a druid, she was still treated as a novice and expected to attend training seminars far below her capabilities. One of the trainers was a Highmountain named Ualke.

Ualke was a mysterious character. He resided with the Bloodhoof sharing his wisdom. Much of his teachings focused not on druidism purely, but the connection of mortals to the greater powers on Azeroth. Expertise that spanned across both druidism and shamanism made him a valuable resource in reintroducing the teachings of Cenarius to the tauren, aswell as reviving the practice of shamanism among the orcs and trolls of the Horde. Ualke regularly traveled to Moonglade with his tauren druid pupils, but he proposed to take it one step further. “Some of my students in shamanism are struggling to truly connect to the elements. It also seems that there is hesitation in my pupils in Moonglade to fully accept tauren druids. It would seem mutually beneficial to bring some of the orcs and trolls under my guidance to come to a haven of nature and allow everyone to co-exist.” Ualke would propose to the leadership in the Cenarion Circle. Reluctantly, Ualke was granted permission and the next time he came to Moonglade he brought along about a dozen students. A few druids, but mostly shaman. Some tauren, but several orcs and trolls as well. They were welcomed to the city of Nighthaven but of course stood out very clearly. Ualke had mostly brown fur with a gray mane and gray patches forming. His eyes became white as he grew old, his exact age unknown but his presence was that of a tauren in his physical prime, especially with antlers towering on top of his large frame. Mail shoulders over his ceremonial robes filled out his massive frame even more as his deep but raspy voice projected over the students before him in the forest of Moonglade. Students dressed in basic ceremonial robes sitting in the grass.

His parting words as he ended his lesson:

“Your connection to the forces of nature on Azeroth will only grow stronger if you accept your brothers and sisters regardless of race. Do not allow arbitrary political divisions in the world to make you bigoted. Elves were once trolls. Tauren were the first children of Cenarius. The orcs are our new brothers and sisters in Azeroth, and may not be the last. They breathe with the elements and the Earthmother, Elune, the same as us all. I ask that you not simply go your separate ways as I dismiss you. Please, intermingle. Understand each other. Strengthen your connection to the world around you. That is a greater lesson than I can bestow onto any of you.”

Vionira stood up and scanned around. She was a tall and toned elf with bobbed green hair, light purple skin that skewed almost pink, and dark purple markings that went down across her light blue eyes. She looked across the crowd and saw most of the students mingling within their own races or factions. So much for what their teacher asked of them.

Across the way she noticed a tall troll with green skin and a shaved head. His tusks protruded from his face and he leaned back against a tree not speaking to anyone. Vionira took the opportunity to approach. “Hello. What is your name?” Vionira asked as intimately as she could. The troll looked down at her, he had a bit of height on her despite both being tall. “What it be to you? Old bull be preachin’ tales. Da’ elements be communin’ jus’ fine. No need’ta be friendly wit’ elves.” He dismissed.

“Well. What he said is true. Elves were once trolls, so in a way we’re kin.” Vionira lectured to the scoffing shaman.

“Why ya’ tryin’ so hard? Ain't’ya elves be hatin’ us Horde?” “Well. I’m a druid first. I’ve also been a druid longer than anyone else in this group, and Ualke is the only instructor who actually says anything interesting. Your warchief also helped us greatly in defeating Archimonde at Hyjal. So, maybe some of you are alright.” Vionira says to the troll who blows air out of his nose. “Our Warchief do be great mon. Saved me from bein’ sacrificed by fish.” The troll chuckles. “Vionira Moonwalker, by the way.” Vionira smirks.

“Omaroku.” He tells her reluctantly. “When do you leave?” She asked. “I believe we be headin’ out at sunrise tomorrow.” Omaroku responded. “Any plans between now and then?” Vionira curiously asked. “Nope.” He answered. “Well, how would you like me to show you around?” Omaroku looked around and sighed. “Ain’ got nothin’ better to do.”

The pair split off from the group and start walking towards Nighthaven. “So’ya been a druid longest of everyone?” Omaroku questions the elf. “Of the novices. I’ve been a druid much longer than I’ve been in the Cenarion Circle. Traditionally women in our society are warriors or priestesses or sentinels. The men tend to be the druids but now it’s opening up more.” Vionira explains.

“Shamanism be new to me. I was jus’ a headhunter out on the isles I came from. Joinin’ the Horde bring new opportunities. Learnin’ ta’harness elements seem to offer more.” Omaroku explains. “You hunted heads?” she responds. “Eh, somethin’ like that. So ya’ be powerful?”

“I would be more powerful if I got the chance to train at my level. But I’m stuck here for now. Until I can go out into the world and start really testing myself.” Vionira vents. “If ya powerful, show me.” The shaman challenges. “Excuse me?” Vionira is caught off guard. “Lemme see how great a druid’ya be, Vionira.” The troll crosses his arms. “Alright. Let’s go this way then.”

Vionira leads Omaroku off the trail and into a clearing in the woods a bit into the hills. Out of sight of the trail or the village. Vionira stands a few feet away with her hands out as Omaroku stands still in front of her.

“Stay still and don’t struggle.” Omaroku raises an eyebrow at the elf's instructions as vines rise from the ground, entangling him.

“What ya’be doin!” Omaroku hollers. “They only last a moment.” Vionira pants as the vines retreat from the thrashing limbs of the troll. “Dem’ vines got thorns!” Omaroku raises his forearm covered in scratches to the elf’s face. “Oh, sorry. Hold on.” Vionira’s hands glow and she casts a spell on Omaroku causing his wounds to quickly heal. “Hmm. Be an’interesting trick but what can’ya really be doin’ in battle?” The troll asks. “I don’t know how I’d demonstrate that. This is a peaceful haven for nature and beasts alike.” Vionira says, wiping sweat from her forehead.

“Ain’t tryna spar?” The troll teases. “I’m not sure you’d survive. Don’t wanna cause a war.” The druid retorts. “Ya’seem sure. Ain’t even seen me fight. Might surprise ya’.” Vionira laughs at the implication and Omaroku changes the subject. “Do be similar to elemental magic tho. Maybe the old bull be onto somethin’.”

“Perhaps. Maybe that means you shouldn’t be so closed off to me just because I’m an elf.” Vionira says sitting down leaning against a tree root. “Ay, who be sayin’ I jus’ be closed off to elves. I ain’ one to go sharin’ everyting wit’ everyone.” Omaroku defends himself as Vionira motions for him to come sit with her. The troll obliges sitting a few feet away to keep his distance.

“Well, I personally hope that if you and your people are living in Kalimdor we can have peace. At least co-exist. For the good of Azeroth.” The night elf tries to explain to the troll who squares his shoulders away from her. “I jus’ want my people to survive. We been displaced enough in my life. The Horde offerin’ us a home when nobody else will. Same wit’ the tauren. All dis’ nature stuff, it be a means to an end.” Omaroku confesses. “A means to an end?” Vionira asking for elaboration. “I got a new home, new people, new nation. I ain’t strong enough to defend, but it be worth defendin’. I ain’t got the spirit of a berserker, ain’t got the patience of a priest, ain’t got the smarts to be a mage, and I ain’t so good wit’ tamin’ beasts. Elements be the only ting I feel I can understand enough to achieve the power I need ta’earn my keep.” Omaroku tells her. “I see.” Vionira scoots a bit closer. “I thought you were gonna say you just want to be strong, but it’s honorable that you have a purpose behind that. In a way you could connect that to all of Azeroth like Ualke says.” Vionira leans against the troll and points up generally at the trees. “I want to protect all of this, and coincidentally the nature I want to protect helps me in that purpose. Maybe the answer to harnessing the full power of the elements is to see how they allow your home to stand strong?” Vionira notices the feeling of warmth of her body touching his and sits back on her own. “Ya’know.” Omaroku chuckles “I was a bit inspired seein’ Thrall come in and fry dem fish up ta’help us. I guess the elements gave’im power to build us all up.”

Omaroku looks over at Vionira and their eyes meet.

He hasn’t looked directly at her so openly until now. Vionira looks away. The troll notices how smooth and soft her skin is and how delicate the features of her face are. His eyes wander down inspecting the shape of her body and Vionira peeks back over at him. “Excuse me. What do you think you’re looking at?” She scolds. “Ah, sorry.” Omaroku blushes looking forward. “Never seen’an elf up close before. At least not one not tryna kill me.” “Oh.” Vionira blushes looking at the toned muscular body of the troll. His face is much… cleaner than she would have expected. Her eyes are drawn to the long curved tusks coming from his mouth. “I’m sorry if this is strange but… could I touch them?” Vionira asks pointing to the corner of her mouth. Omaroku looks at her confused. “Uh. Sure.” He leans his face towards her. Vionira runs her fingers across his tusks. They look like they’d be more coarse but they’re smooth to the touch. As he leans forward her face gets closer to his, for a moment they gaze into each other's eyes. Vionira moves closer, angling her face between his tusks. Omaroku puts his hand on her cheek as she gets closer, gently and naturally guiding her face. Their lips touch.

#wow rp #world of warcraft #omaroku #fiction #short stories #The Half Blood Mage #Vionira Moonwalker #Onaraka Moonwalker #Moonglade #Ualke #Druids #Shaman #malfurion stormrage #night elves #trolls #horde #alliance #cross faction

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harainna · 1 year

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homkamiro · 5 months

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Because Papa will protect you

#something about cross faction daspy having to kill his son over and over again is doing really big ouchies to my heart #mon poussin means my little chick (~baby chick)#mon lapin would fit too tho #team fortress 2 #tf2 #team fortress 2 fanart #tf2 fanart #tf2 scout #tf2 spy #dadspy

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ryuki-draws · 4 months

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Silent night, glowy night

#transformers #maccadam #tf oc #transformers oc #oc mazačka #oc grease #astrotrain #tf astrotrain #local trains au #two trains holding hands #this has been in my wips for a while #I kept going back and forth on if I should finish it or not #but screw it it's Christmas time #the old Moon base has seen a lot of cross-faction affection

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asmoteeth · 2 months

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Summer Ceasefire, New Mexico circa 1964

#tf2 boots n bombs #boots and bombs #tf2 engiespy #tf2 heavymedic #tf2 scout #tf2 sniper #tf2 spy #tf2 engineer #tf2 medic #tf2 heavy #tf2 pyro #tf2 demoman #tf2 soldier #boots n bombs #tf2 sfm #team fortress 2 #team fortress two #soldier x demoman #tf2 cross faction

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stunticonbreakdown · 3 months

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I think people should consider more ideas about why Breakdown and Bulkhead hate each other so much that isn't "Breakdown betrayed the Wreckers" because there are so many more things that could have happened, and here are some of my ideas:

>They fought 1v1 once because Breakdown was just being Breakdown, but after being beat, he kept trying to win against Bulkhead, starting a rivalry between the two.

>Breakdown wants to kill every one of the Wreckers but this one guy just won't die and he has to stick to his list of Wreckers in the order he wrote them in.

>Following up from that, Breakdown killing several of the canonically deceased Wreckers mentioned by Wheeljack and Bulkhead in Prime, making Bulkhead want to avenge their deaths.

>Cross-faction dating gone wrong (**not clickbait**)

>Secretly started meeting up as buddies during the war, but then Bulkhead found out about messed up shit Breakdown had done and they started to fight as enemies rather than secret friends.

>Met each other during a heated Autobot-Decepticon bar fight. Then they saw each other on the battlefield and beat each other up again.

>Friends before the war and wanted to stay friends during the war despite being on opposite sides, but then once again, Bulkhead seeing the things Breakdown did during the war.

>A bit boring but most likely; Stunticons and Wreckers just being rival teams in the war. No personal feelings they all just hate each other because they're the same team on opposite sides.

#its so fun to think about personally #thinking about Bulk saying “we go way back. you wont believe the things hes done” to Miko #like did they meet when he was already doing this horrible stuff or before ?? hasbro why would you tell us this and just LEAVE IT #grrraaahhhhhhggh #more room for fanfiction i guess #but 90% of them are innacurate with BD either joining the autobota first and/or having his prime build #where's the fic where bd and bh meet at a bar and bd kills 9 people and bh decides maybe the cross faction friendship wasnt a good idea #breakdown #transformers #tfp breakdown #maccadams #bd rambles #bulkhead #tfp bulkhead #breakbulk #??#wreckers #Stunticons #transformers prime

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humanmorph · 7 months

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JADE KILL - fell a pillar with zero grip or destroy a vulnerable division

manifesting a win for them this week. let's go fuck a train UP ‼️

#palisade #palisade spoilers #fatt #friends at the table #kalar anakalar #august righteousness #rosa art #i would've REALLY liked wayward faction connodine but the zero grip pillar(s) from this result.... well i am crossing my fingers #jade KILL!!!!!!!!!#this is the first time ive drawn kalar properly... : ) also august obv. i think i couldve done more there #like design wise but it is enough for what this is. they look good next to each other.#ok. good night ive stayed up a bit too late again to finish this...!

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sollattes · 2 months

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The olive theory

the olive(well chocolate) theory with Tsukasa Takajo

Note: sorry for not uploading for like a 2 months 😭 tho I am alive now dw and sorry if its a bit short:))

Tsukasa hated chocolates, at first he didn't mind the taste of it but now he didn't like it all, he hated the it tasted, the texture of it he hated it, everytime he received for an occasion or an event he would just force himself to smile gratefully at the one who gave it but after that he gives to his friend.

You love chocolates, you love anything sweet really but you would pick chocolate over any candy if you were given the chance, your sweet tooth is always happy and satisfied when you eat chocolates. Your friends would always give you their chocolates if you're down or not in the mood since the sweet treat would always make you happy.

At your first date with Tsukasa he made it clearly that he didn't like chocolate and that made you sad a bit, you really liked him but you don't want to just give up something that really makes happy when you're sad for a boy, though thinking that it woudnt work, and Tsukasa, not willing to give you up, made it work.

Even though Tsukasa knew he didn't like chocolate, he tolerated it for you. He would buy you chocolates when he is at the convenience or at the grocery, bring you chocolate treats or drinks from a bakery, and give you the chocolates that were given to him.

In the pool side at Oya, Shiba brought chocolate cupcakes that his sister baked for everyone. You excitedly got yours and ate it while complimenting Shiba's sister, while Tsukasa only looked at the treat with disinterest and gave his cupcake to you, to which you happily received and ate.

The other boys could only look at Tsukasa with confusion, as they swore they always saw Tsukasa buying chocolates flavoured foods or drinks, but now the said boy seem to not like it one bit.

"Why does he buy chocolates if he doesn't seem to like it?" Tsuji asked quietly, making sure that the blonde boy wouldn't be able to hear them. He looked at his boyfriends for answers, but Todoroki coudnt careless and was just eating the treat quietly while Shiba was also confused.

This also caught the attention of the other and questioned it amongst themselves. When they had enough of questions, they turned to Fujio, who was just loudly enjoying the cupcake and not really listening to the conversation.

Fujio suddenly sensed that his being watched and looked up from his cupcake, "What?" The clueless boy asked while his mouth was still full from the baked treat.

"Why does Tsukasa buy so much chocolates if he doesn't seem to like it so much?" Tsuji interrogated. They all looked at Fujio with anticipating eyes and expecting gazes.

Before answering, Fujio swallowed the cupcake he was eating, "Well, it's because [name] likes them, well actually they love them, it's their favourite thing in the world, it makes them happy whenever they eat one so even though Tsukasa hates chocolates he would always buys one whenever and give it to her just to make her happy" Fujio explained.

Silence fell amongst boys, then they turned their gazes to you and Tsukasa, you still happily eating the cupcake and talking animatedly to Tsukasa and the blonde boy was just looking at you, love and adoration practically pouring out of his eyes, smiling softly, his dimples softly appearing in his cheeks.

They watched in amazement as the once cold and rude boy of the full timers was now undeniably, indisputably, indubitably, beyond doubt, in love, and he was so in love he was willing surround himself with the sweet he hates the most just to make you happy.

"Oh, it's like the olive theory," Shiba pointed out quietly so that his boyfriends were the only ones that could hear. "The what??" Tsuji asked, "You know the olive theory, the one from 'how I met your mother', when the other needs to hate olives while the other one needs to love olives, and in a weird sense that's what makes them such a great couple." Shiba explained

"Ohh, like when Todoroki hates blueberries while we love them," Tsuji realised, and Shiba nodded in agreement while Todoroki could only roll his eyes in fondness of his boyfriends.

tags: @simpforchuchu

#high and low #high and low the worst #high and low fic #high and low the worst cross #tsukasa takajo #tsukasa x reader #oya high #shibaman #tsuji #todoroki yosuke #poly todoroki faction #the olive theory>>>>#had to sneak my favourite poly boys in 🤩

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