#sylvari commander

[diesvitae]

Secret santa for @l-la and fellow Creative Partner! Loved to paint their sylvari and this gave me the chance to explore New Kaineng City a lil more to enjoy all the details. Sponsored by ArenaNet

#guild wars 2 #gw2 #gw2 art #gw2 eod #sylvari #gw2 sylvari #sylvari commander #new kaineng city #illustration #diesvitae art

[caithesgirlfriend]

twitch drops visor skin is very cool on revenant!

#gw2 #guild wars 2 #gw2 sylvari #revenant #gw2 revenant #sylvari revenant #gw2 commander #sylvari commander #my characters #osmanthus

[mirage-of-the-virtuoso]

Chrysallus stares at the mirror, uncertainty in his eyes as they drift up to his hair.

A twitch of an ear. A swivel of the other.

Swish... swish... a cat tail dragging on the fabric of his coat, hidden from sight.

He's not sure why he went through this process. The mesmer had been tinkering with cosmetic tonics, for partial transformations, for little bits of entertainment here and there.

After that damn courtier (ex-courtier, he reminds himself) dropped a potion near him, Auri, and itself, they had sprouted cat ears and tails for a short time.

He's not sure when they wore off (each sylvari's partial transformation had worn off at different times, and no one really pointed it out to him), but he supposed he had gotten used to being... obvious to people.

Chrys reached up to touch the leafy cat ears on his head, almost feeling shy about them.

Something about these little additions made him feel... real. Felt seen.

He had been so used and bogged down by how "powerful" and "unreachable" he is in status, in power. He's so used to having to play the part of the unaffected commander, the unbreakable champion of Tyria. So used to being alone...

One would think he'd be better at managing the stress of it all, or getting help from all the trauma.

Since when has the Commander ever been in need of saving? Especially from himself?

Chrys shook the thoughts from his mind, then looks back at the ears on his head, seeing them fold back.

Before the ears, the only indication of his stress were the flowers that bloomed in his hair, or worse, the flowers that shredded his throat and incapacitated him afterwards.

When the "cat incident" happened, people seemed to understand his stress a lot better, especially any charr in the area (or anyone who's had a cat) were able to translate his body language with ease.

It no longer felt like he had to speak what was on his mind, or wish that others could read his mind.

Even before this incident, the mesmer had heard others refer to him as "Catmander" when they think he can't hear them.

The blue sylvari crosses his arms, still contemplating the ears that are now fully grown and visible on his head.

He feels people would judge him differently.

They would think him childish.

Acting like a sapling.

Acting a fool and treating everything like a joke.

Why did he even bother with this? Others would just make fun of him for this.

He just wants to be seen and understood when common socializing is difficult.

Is that so much to ask...?

His hands tightly grasp the sleeves of his coat, the anxiety gnawing on his mind with every second.

Chrysallus hears a loud noise and hides the cat ears and tail with mesmer magic, his thorns fluffing up.

Turns out it was one of his many cats knocking over something. He exhales, his ears and tail reappearing as he catches his breath from being startled.

He glances back at the mirror. Should he keep it? Should he get rid of them?

Chrys feels... well, not "whole", but like he doesn't need to hide, that he'll be treated better with them, expressing his emotions better than he can say.

On the other hand, his anxiety and paranoia is whispering into his mind, making the blue sylvari fear about being treated like a joke, and bringing down the rest of his friends, of his loved ones.

... Maybe he needs to hide out somewhere for a while, so he can think about this in a place where he can't be seen and judged by others before he's ready.

Auri might be upset, though. They said something about a mender appointment, but Chrys had forgotten when that was supposed to be; knowing his luck, it's sometime this week.

Oh well. He's- sure(?) they'll understand. Hopefully.

#catmander chrysallus #au!chrysallus #or maybe it can get folded into the actual canon...? 👀 #ramblings of chrysallus #chrys is NEVER gonna beat back the catboy allegations #what better way than to make him an actual catboy #still thinking about it tho #sylvari commander #gw2 pact commander #chrys writes #my ocs

[stratataisen]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Guild Wars 2 (Video Game), Guild Wars Series (Video Games) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Canach/Male Player Character (Guild Wars), Canach/Male Sylvari Character Characters: Male Sylvari Player Character (Guild Wars), Canach (Guild Wars) Additional Tags: Fluff, Fluff and Angst, Grief/Mourning, Coming to Terms with Death, Not Beta Read, We Hit Reaper Shroud To Spin To Win Summary:

All Rhetton wanted to do was rest while they made their way into Joko's territory...until there was a knock at his door.

#guild wars 2 #gw2 fanfiction #canach #sylvari commander #rhetton #finally figures out a name #but I'm not 100% sure about it

[thorn-walker]

Miraak laughing?? In THIS economy???

#oc #original character #watercolor #watercolors #gw2 #guild wars 2 #end of dragons #gw2 eod #sylvari #sylvari commander #art

[troonwolf]

can’t stop thinking about how for a Sylvari Commander the broken Caladbolg represents how far they’ve come and how they can never go back and I am feeling so absolutely rabid over it my man

#guild wars 2 #gw2 #sylvari commander #heart of thorns #HoT #especially if while you were playing the pre-80 story #you were like me and thinking #wait why don't I get the cool sword??? I literally am the one who retrieved it #and the game waited until you were established hero and takes almost everything from you #then it holds out the pieces of Caladbolg and says ''this can be yours now'' #I'M NOT NORMAL OVER THIS #I feel like that should be a Sylvari-specific loot drop honestly #just to make it even worse emotionally

[fuszulykaleves]

sooo, a headshot of my commander Krump Li (after HoT), Li for short, his name is literally potato; he was a joke character i made, hence the name, but grew very fond of him.

still figuring out krita and how to paint digitally, but still proud of this one.

#gw2 #gw2 fan submission #commander #sylvari commander #art #my art #digital art

[thornethenorn]

okay so with the commander’s established love for cats as they literally pick cats up off the street from all over the continent and take them home, it made me start thinking, like… all of the home instances are public areas. For Asura, it’s a lab, Sylvari have a garden, humans just have a fucking part of town, charr have their barracks, and the norn have a public living space.

the commander doesnt have a house or anything.

They are just finding cats and setting them loose in a public space.

they bring lots of shit actually but the cats are the funniest part to me. theyre bringing home stray cats left and right and nobody can question them because theyre the fucking commander

edit: 34 btw. 34 cats

#guild wars 2 #gw2 #gw2 commander #guildwars2 #charr #norn #sylvari #asura #gw2 human #rant

[wyldblunt]

winding down tonight w some toxic glynlock 🖤 circa icebrood saga

#my art #my ocs #glyndwr #rytlock #glynlock #do you ever think about how nobody ever apologizes to a sylvari commander for anything they say during HoT. #because i do. #also: the solution to 'i wanna draw glynlock but drawing charr takes me too long'? #keep rytlock out of frame as much as possible and make him a stylish wobbly line drawing if i cant!!!!

[starlightsuncrow]

no idea if it's legible, i'll put the cut versions under a read more and some thoughts HoT, the expansion you are...

Big fan of how much suspense and wonder and dread that part of story still gives me if i start thinking about it for more than 5 seconds. Didn't have the will to do it but... imagine mordremoth with bug eyes ok? Multitude of reflection of the commander in that one eye, it sees you and you cant' escape. Eye motif, my beloved..

Vines guide the eye of the viewer, constricting, clutching in a snare and...well... we know even the commander failed to resist for a few moments. I'm not that great at comics but i wanted to show at least this one <3

#gw2 #guild wars 2 #gw2 oc #gw2 sylvari #heart of thorns #gw2 HoT #gw2 fan submission #my art #cardamomo #caoimhe #gw2 commander

[wyldhunt]

DENRID | PERSICA | MARREC | CAHIR | TIERNAN | EMRYS

↳ Do not fear difficulty. Hard ground makes stronger roots.

#guild wars #gw2 #guild wars 2 #gw2 commander #sylvari #gw2 oc #mygifs #denrid #persica rosids #marrec balemoon #cahir silverwind #tiernan aurea #emrys drosera #my ocs #i just wanted to make a little set commemorating my salads #theyre my favorites and make me so happy #denrid is my main he's my everything he's my pookie bear #and persica is actually the first gw2 character i ever made back in like 2016/2017 to play with a friend #the other four are very new but i love love love them esp marrec my beautiful angry secondborn moon boy #also denrid is the only one who doesn't have like 'surname' #persica tiernan and emrys's last names are just chunks of scientific names for specific plants #and marrec and cahir have 'title' surnames relating to their classes #but denrid is just denrid but it looked out of place with everyone else so he gets The Title™ heheueeheeeee

[mirage-of-the-virtuoso]

{Decided to finally post some little snippets of personal story info for Catmander Chrysallus. I might continue doing this, although it may be sporadic ^^; ~ 🌸}

#crystal echoes: chrysallus #crystal echoes: aurienal #oc lore #gw2 commander #sylvari commander #sylvari mender #oc story canon

[stratataisen]

GW2 WIP

Some more WIP for the random Guild Wars 2 fic I'm working on and off on. Spoilers for Path of Fire.

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The pacing stopped again, and Rhetton could see Canach’s jaw working as his fist tightened to the point of shaking. 

“You were dead,” came the soft whisper, his usual smarmy tone replaced by a frustrated one. The strong, steady, and confident warrior Rhetton was used to was nowhere in sight as the other sylvari appeared small and vulnerable in that moment. “There was no life left in you…as you…as you laid there, beaten and broken…and I…I didn’t know how to…” He shook his head, as if trying to shake away a thought. “My apologies, I should be letting you rest.”

By that point, Rhetton’s annoyance had melted away with concern--and a small bit of flattery. The other man was hurting, that much was clear. He was troubled…over Rhetton’s death. The engineer would be lying if that thought didn’t make his heart flutter like petals caught in a light breeze. He always enjoyed the witty back and forth he had with his fellow sylvari. Not to mention the less than subtle flirting. Between that and all the time they spent together in Maguuma, Rhetton eventually found himself caring for Canach--as more than just a friend. He’d be lying if he said he didn’t wish for the feelings to be returned, but he never pushed or asked, too afraid to rock the boat. But seeing the state the other man was in now…perhaps he should have.

“Canach,” Rhetton said, hand on the other sylvari’s arm to stop him from leaving. Canach didn’t look at him, eyes glued to the floor as his jaw continued to work. He leaned over a bit to try and capture those violet orbs, but the other man just turned his head. Rhetton sighed, and gently took Canach’s chin in his hand, thumb running over the needles of his goatee. “Canach…hey, look at me. Tell me what’s bothering you…please.”

“I…” the man turned to face him, but stubbornly refused to look him in the eye. “I’m trying to understand why your death left a hole in me…”

Rhetton’s brow furrowed in bemusement. “A hole?”

“Yes. A hole. Right here.” As Canach said this, he touched his hand to his chest.

The engineer felt his heart in his throat at that statement. “Canach,” he murmured, fingers tightening on the other man’s arm. “I--”

“It’s foolish, I know,” the warrior interrupted, “I as I said, I apologies for disturbing your--”

“Would you let me speak!?” Rhetton said with a soft laugh, slowly pulling Canach in closer. The other man’s brow furrowed as he finally looked up at him. The engineer smiled sweetly when their eyes met, reaching up to cup the side of Canach’s face, thumb gently running over his cheekbone. “I don’t think it’s foolish…I’m actually a little flattered…”

“Flattered…” Canach repeated, deadpan.

“I…ok, yes, that does sound a little bad,” the younger sylvari laughed lightly, giving the other man a rueful grin. “I don’t mean I’m flattered that you’re hurting from my death…I’m flattered that you care enough to be upset by my death. I…” he looked away, feeling suddenly bashful as his cheeks felt like they were in the hot Elonian sun, “I would honestly feel the same if the roles were reversed…I truly don’t know what I would do if you died….”

“Rhetton…” Canach rarely called him by his name. Hearing it in that low, gravely voice sent a shiver down his spine. It would seem it was his turn to have his gaze pulled back by his chin. Violet eyes searched lilac as Canach’s thumb ran gently across the engineer’s chin. “How long?”

Rhetton opened his mouth to reply but stopped and bit his lower lip. How long indeed, he thought to himself. Closing his eyes he tried to think back to the moment he started to feel like this towards the other man. But he couldn’t seem to pick out the exact moment.

“I honestly can’t say when,” he admitted, eyes opening again and locking with Canach’s, “I know I realized what those feelings were shortly after Mordremoth’s death, but…”

“But…” the warrior prompted, stepping in closer. Confidence and a small bit of amusement bled back into Canach's gravelly voice as Rhetton watched the uncertainty the other man held fade away.

“But those feelings were there for a long while beforehand,” the engineer admitted softly. 

“I see,” Canach murmured, fingers moving across Rhetton’s skin. The older sylvari seemed entranced as he explored soft blue and purple skin. Rhetton’s eyelids fluttered as the warrior traced the outline of one of the many petals that made up his face. “I suppose I can understand that…I am rather amazing, after all.”

Rhetton let out a soft laugh, and grinned as he caught violet eyes. “You are indeed.”

He had to admit he rather liked the quiet surprise that spread across the older sylvari’s features. In all honesty, Rhetton liked seeing any sort of emotion on Canach’s handsome face…well, almost any. Pain and self-doubt he could do without.

��What? Did you think I would disagree?” the engineer asked, more than a little amused.

“No…not disagree…” Canach admitted, hand moving from Rhetton’s face to the back of his head where it rested at the base, fingers weaving into the thorny vines of his hair. “For the longest time I thought you didn’t like me…”

“Well, there was a point where that would be true…back when I first met you,” Rhetton said, “I didn’t exactly get the best of first impressions.”

“Hmmm, that is true,” the older sylvari mused. 

He could feel a gentle tug downward towards Canach, guiding his head down. Rhetton knew if wanted, he could easily pull away, Canach’s grasp was loose enough to relay that. His heart hammered in his chest loud enough that he could hear it echoing in his ears. Violet eyes searched for permission.

“If you want to kiss me, Canach, then kiss me,” Rhetton murmured, a nervous bundle of excitement. Pale Mother, did he want the other man to kiss him…if only to confirm he wanted this too.

Canach seemed to notice as he huffed out a soft laugh before pulling Rhetton the rest of the way in, capturing his lips. A soft moan escaped the younger of the two. It certainly wasn’t his first kiss, but it still felt new and exciting. He wrapped an arm around Canach’s waist and pulled him in closer. With his free hand he reached up and cupped the warrior’s cheek, thumb gliding across his high cheekbone and the outline of needles.

When Canach moved in and pushed himself onto the balls of his feet, Rhetton could feel and hear him grumble something into the kiss.

Pulling back with a raised brow, the engineer asked, “What was that?”

“I said, ‘Why must you be so obnoxiously tall?’” Canach groused with an exaggerated frown.

Rhetton laughed and kissed his forehead. “Am I tall or are you just-”

“Finish that sentence and you will find yourself on the ground,” the older sylvari interrupted, violet eyes narrowing.

#strata wip #guild wars 2 #gw2 #gw2 fanfiction #sylvari #rhetton #sylvari commander #canach #sylvari commancer x canach #i love my snarky cactus man

[scourgeblooms]

these are about as polished as they're gonna get so I'm posting them here too. some of this was inspired by the krytan rogue chestpiece skin and then burlesque and then I got carried away 🎭 🎠 🦚

here at the copa copacabana / the hottest spot north of elonaaaa

#gw2 #guild wars 2 #scourgescribbles #sylvari #mine #art #anyway the thought of the commander quitting/retiring and doing burlesque/theater is entertaining to exactly one person (me)

[troonwolf]

I love when cutscenes let me show off pretty plants

#guild wars #guild wars 2 #sylvari #gw2 #sylvari commander #sylvari guardian #this was a while ago it's now Shadow of the Dragon time #but I had to take a break #and switch to my defensive build cause of all the AoEs and being on my own

[gw2-zine]

Join the Commander of Your Heart Zine!

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Applications close on August 20th, so get yours in now! Want to learn more, have questions, or apply? Check out our Carrd for more info. We're looking forward to having you, and thank you for your interest!

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