#world of warcraft headcannons

[riveth34d]

Random Tauren HCs #1

Nose rings are INCREDIBLY significant to Tauren culture, a lot more than people think. Tauren are usually given their first nose ring after they stop weaning, this nose ring is usually not an actual piercing, and can be easily removed without injury, and wearing it is only enforced during religious and cultural ceremony.

Once a Tauren reaches adulthood they're given the choice of a proper nose ring, it's generally believed that the style chosen is reflective of the Tauren's choice of lifestyle.

Open nose rings are particularly common among Braves and Hunters, as while it's seen as very dishonorable to pull on another Tauren's nose ring in combat, Tauren are well aware that other races don't have the same qualms about it as they do.

Smaller, closed nose rings are often the choice of Priests, with beaded nose rings usually worn by Shamans and Druids

Horn jewelry is often only seen among elder Tauren, decorated war veterans in particular are often given golden caps to cover up the ends of broken horns, and particularly venerable shamans are given golden tips for their horns.

#WoW #World of Warcraft #Tauren #Tauren Headcannons #WoW Headcannons #Warcraft #Warcraft Headcannons

[my-pleasant-good-morning]

Revendreth headcannon of the day

Revendreth had it's own subtype of cinnamon that was a dwarf tree grown in greenhouses. Sadly these greenhouses were in the part of Revendreth that collapsed into the Maw.

It was known as Sinamon.

#revendreth headcannon #revendreth #shadowlands #shadowlands headcannon #world of warcraft

[ireneispunk]

eddie headcannons for living in present day

a few headcannons i thought of for being eddie's partner in the present day! these are my own thoughts, if you think of any others feel free to add them to the comments!

these are writted with eddie having a femme partner, but no pronouns are used so anyone can enjoy!

content warnings: lots of fluff, no smut, semi implied though(?), occasional use of y/n

would 100% play world of warcraft, complains about how expensive it is but still never lets his subscription run out every month 

would drag you into every warhammer store looking for figurines for d&d 

IS a reddit user but purely for d&d map inspiration and r/babygoats 

still has the exact same music taste and says “back in my day we listened to-"

also claims to hate nu metal but sneaks in an occasional deftones song

hairstyle would be really similar but probably more of a long wolf cut to modernise it

loves the cinema for new movies but pirates everything else 

corroded coffin is more successful than it was in the 80s, but they’re still not ‘famous’

makes youtube videos with tutorials on how to play songs on guitar and gets 10 views per video. he still enjoys it anyway 

still chooses to pick you wildflowers instead of grocery store ones because he thinks their more special (even if they’re from rich peoples lawns)

still deals but only to a select few and close friends 

goes to as many metal shows as he can; whether it’s for his favourite band or an up and comer he’s never heard of 

he has just 3 spotify playlists, 1 is metal and the other is more chilled out rock. the third is music he knows you likes that he’s sure to put on when you’re over (also curses out the spotify adverts but refuses to pay for it)

D&D is still one of his favourite hobbies of course. he grew up playing in the only D&D shop near hawkins called ‘the forge’ his charisma made him great friends amongst the other players there and soon enough after her had a few campaigns under his belt, it was his turn to DM 

is honestly a bit of a fussy eater, but anything you order or make that he hasn’t tried yet he always asks to try and realises he likes a lot more than he thought 

would have a lot more tattoos and would volunteer as a practice sheet for tattoo apprentice friends 

uses incense in his room, he says it’s to mask the weed smell but you’d noticed him deeply sniffing his favourite scents in the store

likes his cheap cologne, and loves it when he smells it on you the next morning 

facetiming you when he sees a cool rock/tree/dog/straycat/funny looking cloud, mainly to see your face scrunch up into a laugh at the ridiculous thing he’s called you for

uses the same password for everything 

has maybe 4 additional apps on his phone to the default ones. his favourite would be locket widget so you “have to see my face no matter where you look.”

does have social media but definitely posts annually and it’s either you, corroded coffin or some swanky new dice

only follows you and matthew mercer on social media too

likes natures documentaries and sniffles a lot when the buffalo gets eaten by lions, and when the lions DONT  get any buffalo to eat

loves getting you small inexpensive gifts, your favourite chocolate or drink, a little trinket for your bedside table, mostly cards with two animals in love on it 

laying inbetween his legs with your back against his chest as he teaches you how to roll his cigarettes, they were terrible of course but he loved watching your brows furrowed in concerntration smacking his hand away any time he tried to help

also! would use menthol filters for his cigarettes ever since you mentioned how much you love the minty tobacco taste left on his lips, “doubles up as a breath mint too!” eddie would wink at you. 

he wasn’t very good at cooking but he loved helping you and doesn’t want you to feel pressured to cook for him. takes any chance he can to make you food he knows how to make, usually toast and fruit juice in bed served with a kiss

LOVES makeup shopping with you, no matter your style of makeup alternative or not, he’s so intrigued about the different kinds and always wants to treat you. “$10 for a skinny crayon? that’s daylight robbery!”. he still begged you later that day to turn him into gene simmons 

still got weird stares out in public even in our time but he thrived whenever you visited bigger cities with more diversity

playing any kind of multiplayer game together. left 4 dead 2, borderlands, halo, divinity 2; eddie didn’t care what it was as long as he could spend the time with you (as long as you promised not to tell people he married harvey playing stardew valley)

also! screaming and swearing and crying of laughter playing overcooked, resulting in lots of playful fights and kisses 

watching the whole lord of the rings trilogy extended cut in one session, “ed’s it’s NINE hours, you said it was only 3 films!” you huffed looking at the box set his uncle had bought him years ago. “nine hours that will change the rest of your life y/n.” he smiled dramatically inserting the dvd. he was right of course 9 hours later there you were gripping eddies hand so hard as tears burned into the corners of your eyes. eddie spent the last 9 hours glancing between the action of the movie darting back to your face to enjoy your reaction, ‘my friends, you bow to no-one’ aaragon announced on the tv, you clenched your eyes shut as tears flooded down your cheeks and a quiet sob escaped your lips. eddie whipped his head to yours concern written all over his face, cupping your cheep with his large ringed hand. “everyone bowed for THEM, the HOBBITS eddie!” you choked as the soft violin music playinf already felt nostalgic. eddie pulled you close, nose bumping against yours and wipes away your tears with his thumb and pressing kisses to your reddened cheeks. “i told you doll, life changing” he sighed, knowing full well he could shed a tear at how involved with his favourite series you were. 

if you were ever doing anything stood up eddie would always come up behind you and snake his arms around your waist and give your butt a small squeeze with both of his hands, you’d squeak in surprise every time before leaning back into eddie as he held you. you walked out of yours and eddies room one morning to see him facing away from you at the kitchen counter wearing nothing butt black boxer shorts as he poured some juice. you sneaked as best you could on your creaky floorboards before reaching each hand out onto eddies butt and give it a big squeeze. he let out a high pitch ‘EEEHH’ as you did spilling some apple juice onto the counter before looking out you with a false scowl. “only i get to do that.” he huffed pretending he didn’t enjoy it whilst he pale cheeks simultaneously tinted a shade of pink. 

this! evolved into giving each other a light smack on the butt whenever you walked past each other, your hands lingered a little longer on him when he wore his jeans because wow, did he look good in them and vice versa when you wore… well pretty much anything -more often than not this leading to more heavy petting-

pda kinda guy, but more so handholding, having an arm over your shoulder, rubbing his hands up and down yours arms aimlessly, kissing you on the cheek and dramatically kissing your knuckles and bowing, making your cheeks flare up

eddie giving you driving lessons even though he’s not a great driver himself

if people don't hate this i might make a part 2 if i come up with more ideas + plus any that others suggest

♡ irene

#eddie munson #eddie munson edit #eddie munson stranger things #eddie munson headcanons #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson angst #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson fic #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson comfort #eddie munson imagines #eddie munson series #best friend eddie munson #stranger things fic #current wip #wip

[eighthdoctor]

"#...enter jaina monsterfucker extraordinaire--" Ok, based on this tag, do you have any headcannons about how cross-racial relationships are viewed in Azeroth? I also don't play the game and only read fanfic, so I'm curious if you have particular headcanons that are/n't what might actually be in the source material. Though Sylvanas might be considered actually "monstrous" by some in a way other races aren't to each other, the question still stands. Jaina/Thrall is also a popular headcanon aswell

(from a comment on @mylordshesacactus's Reunification)

The fundamental problem here is that Azeroth is phenomenally racist, and Warcraft itself is also phenomenally racist. The racism is coming from inside the house. It's baked in. The underlying idea is that race war is a real and inevitable thing and of course these groups will hate each other because they look different, and also the Evil and Uncivilized groups are expressly based on non-European real world people.

Like, in the lore, there's a handful, maybe a dozen, of known mixed-race characters. There's scads and scads of roleplayers who have PCs of every mixing imaginable, but in canon? Like, the ones off the top of my head are (a) Vereesa's children and (b) the result of rape. That's it.

So, Watsonian, we have peoples who are so rabidly hateful that there are extraordinarily few cross-racial relationships, even fewer that are consensual, even though all evidence is that everyone could interbreed (...even if they are, in fact, from space). And the Doylist explanation is that character morphs are hard and the devs are lazy and they would rather write a worldstate where no human has ever fucked a troll than put some effort into it.

The upshot of all of this is that, despite living in a world where there are, commonplace, a dozen humanoid races of varying levels of 'monstrosity', all available evidence is that Azeroth standards of 'monsterfucker" exactly map to American standards, aka, Jaina is a monsterfucker by [checks notes] having sex with Kalec in human form.

Humans don’t have relationships with quel’dorei. They don’t have relationships with dwarves, or with gnomes, or any non-human race. It’s not just human exceptionalism, for once, because there’s also no evidence of any relationships between, say, Darkspear trolls and orcs either.

Meanwhile, Jaina’s canonical relationships are with Mr Compulsory Heterosexuality, and also a dragon. Her primary fanon ships are with an orc (as you mention), a kaldorei, and…Sylvanas. Arthas aside, Jaina…doesn’t express interest in any humans. Simple explanation is that Jaina isn’t really into humans. Humans are boring, humans are easily spooked.

As I write her, Jaina’s got a million kinks, and one of them is she wants a little danger. A little spice. Something more than vanilla in missionary, something with an edge. Something interesting, something novel, Thrall has this in spades—this isn’t necessarily about playing into the violent savage thing but y’all, that size. Holy shit. Pained? Nothing but edges.

So Jaina’s not necessarily, say, into something that’s properly an eldritch abomination or completely non-humanoid—although I’m open to arguments on that front—but I’m very confident she’s after something non-human that would absolutely be called ‘monsterfucking’ by your average human on Azeroth.

(Related: It’s soooooo fucking obvious that not only do the Windrunner sisters have a human fetish, but that it’s not at all common or acceptable in Quel’thalas—even aside from the ‘walked through a portal’ bit, Alleria’s hardly in Quel'thalas after marrying Turalyon, Vereesa lives in Dalaran. There’s extenuating circumstances in both cases—Turaylon’s a dick, Rhonin has tenure in Dalaran—but it sure is interesting that our two human-elf relationships both live(d) with humans and Vereesa doesn’t return to primarily socializing with other quel’dorei until after Rhonin’s death. Then there’s Sylvanas and Nathanos, and I am absolutely not writing that as a ship but it is popularly rumored and it is something on Sylvanas’s end, that Sylvanas is into humans and can’t shake that rumor.)

#asks for ts #fuzzysandwitch #the power to manipulate belief #wrote up responses to all of these on the plane so expect a bunch

[the-dragon-twin-demons]

Notes of warning/importance

I have a slight headcannon for some lore here. The circles are giant domed cities connected to one another via tubes with plenty of ventilation to keep out the mists from what I call the badlands. These mists corrupt almost all who enter by first slowly but noticably draining a demons sentience turning them into beasts of burden with one mission and one mission only...Feed. of course it also slowly corrupts the form until it's a complete feral form of itself. The only beings so far known to resist the mists were Lucifer and Lilith aside from the dragon twins. I also suck at art like my blog description says so I used avatar makers to make the pictures here and I'll just use an image of deathwing from world of Warcraft/blizzard entertainment for Bahamut 's dragon form and an ancient silver dragon from DND/wizards of the coast for tiamaht's until I can better form arts of the dragon modes better myself.

Roleplay rules&info

Minors DNI

Bahamut is straight and Tiamaht, Ruby, and Lillian are lesbian both dragons are polyamorous and imps are monogamous

Shitposting questions are not allowed so no "ur mom gae" kinda stuff.

If absolutely necessary I will deactivate anon asks but I don't want to for now and will change this bit of text if I had to.

Be respectful of others and me as a person out of character because in character is one thing, lots of folk in hell are pricks. People have their own lives and luxuries to live and experience and don't deserve to be rushed or disrespected when you don't even know the person in the slightest.

Sexual asks I must mention be kept to an all time low or just not at all but there are characters like angel even if they're not other men or other angel dusts and I can't stop them but in most cases I won't be answering them

Character intros

These are the twin dragons of hell Bahamut (left), Keeper of Knowledge was manifested billions of ages ago when Hell was a singular realm and not split into the 7 circles that we have now in modern day. According to many legends of him (and to confirm them) he IS Hell's oldest living encyclopedia and a master strategist. He has the wit, but not the power, to far exceed any modernly known demon...including the Radio Demon himself. But if he were put into a fight of raw power against say, angel dust, the spirder'd be burned to a crisp. He believes in Charlie's ambitious nature but as a Primordial Daemon, Bahamut is bound to Hell and can never be redeemed despite his efforts and has made peace with that. (Physical notes not said: he's 5'10, he's not lacking for anyone he's with and though I didn't find a good one he does have a longer tail to sell the dragon aspect further)

His sister Tiamaht, Protectorate or Relics(right) was a demon born before Hell was divided into the 7 circles we know now. She, like her brother, is an extremely loyal demon. She is the strength to her brother's strategy yet is far more nomadic than him. Of course she's not all that into planning without Bahamut there. Unlike Bahamut though she uses ice magic instead of flame magic. In person lately she is very tomboyish and kind of a dick but openly admits as such but follows up with "people need people to be blunt sometimes and it's not easy but if I'm the one who has to in situations I'm then I'll make sure I tell it how it is" (physical details not told yet: shes 5'3, they may not be bif but her partners love em, also has a tail she uses to teasingly spank partners.)

And below this text are the dragon forms

Other OCs

Name: Ruby Bakers, Age: 1845, Gender: post op MtF (bc apparently males have thick white stripes and that's how to differentiate and I just thought it was a humans gender dimorphism thing which made me pick these horns before I knew), Orientation: technically lesbian now but she's attracted to women. Job: Helluva Post delivery woman

(Both Ruby and Lillian were made using this ⬇️)

Name: Lillian Servont (pronounced like servant but it's Ser-vahnt), age 1576, gender: cis female, orientation: poly lesbian, job: personal assistant/secretary to the first overlord to accept her application (will edit this post to change that) so that she can run a business specifically meant to send people on that path.

#hazbin hotel #roleplay #my ocs #pinned intro

[sekhisadventures]

Adventures in Azeroth: Stories of Avalon and Savage United

Table of Contents

Forward

What follows is 100% non-canonical but anyone who plays the games should realize that pretty quickly.

This is the stories in my own personal headcannon for my characters in the online RPG World of Warcraft. I claim no ownership of the Warcraft franchise or any of the elements therein and this should be considered a work of fanfiction and naught besides. All elements in these stories, save for my characters themselves, are the intellectual property of Blizzard Entertainment.

I’ve been a WoW player since just before the launch of Burning Crusade, but I’ve been playing Warcraft games since the very first Warcraft Orcs and Humans on the PC back in the 1990s. Its safe to say that I consider Azeroth a second home at this point, for as goofy as some parts of the story can become its still a world I can’t imagine living without anymore.

Because of that my characters in the game have taken on a sort of life of their own for me, some of them have been around for years themselves, and thus I decided to actually give them some stories beyond just ‘today I killed fifteen kobolds and sold their ears for a tuppence apiece.’

Also, I tend to re-read this a lot and edit when I catch something I goofed up or something that bugs me. Don't be shocked if it really isn't the same the second time you read it.

!!!NEWEST CHAPTERS!!!

The Time Between: Suffer a Witch to Un-Live

The Time Between: The Avatar of Y’shaarj

The Time Between: For Quel’thalas

Characters

!!!UPDATE 09/19: All Character Pages now have links to up to three important chapters for the characters, to help you get started if you want to follow a specific character’s story!!!

Members of Avalon

Nelen Fullmoon

Jaie Swiftpaw

Samantha Montebank

Dareley Steelhammer

Shalandrae Deeproots

Zhan-min Irontummy

Aziguni

Members of Savage United

Grimo B. Blamstick

Nitika Dawnhoof

Mola'raum

Sekhi of the Singing Sands

Galdia Grimaxe

Edwood Vargas

Laurelgosa

Krag’thar Stoneshaper

Merihim Suneater

Antagonists

Dissonantia, Witch of the Blackwald

The Demons of Unlimited Sin

Gremori Autumnleaves

Alalestria Wintersky

Sinranir Downstrider

Nyloc Athel of Suramar

Protagonists

Jeemjazo Redmane & Murgly Jim

Leza

Malgum

The Story

As follows, the story’s chapters are listed in chronological order starting with The Witch of the Blackwald. Simply start there and continue on from that point.

Pre-Warcraft Era

The Witch of the Blackwald

Warcraft 3: Reign of Chaos/Frozen Throne

On a Pale Horse, He Rode

Broken Wands

Steel in my Hammer

Arugal's Solution

Sam, I am

World of Warcraft Classic

Preludes to Adventure

Burning Crusade

Whose Side are You On?

What Have You Given?

Wrath of the Lich King

The Forge and the Forest

Cataclysm

The Worgen Wizard and Witch

Open for Business

A Wrathful Guard

Friends Among Enemies

Dark Dreams

Mists of Pandaria

Pandaren in the Big City

A Barrel of Hozen

Experiments with Darkness

The Breath of Y'shaarj

The Sha Within

The Song of the World

Warlords of Draenor

What Could Have Been

Legion

Home Sweet Hellhole

Lok'tar Ogar

Thunderstruck

Battle for Azeroth

Welcome to the Dark SIde

Thief For Hire

Flames, Smoke, Pain, & Death

A Good Soldier

To Ashes, To Dust

Hey Foxy Lady!

A Mag'har Orc in the Banshee Queen's Horde

Lost Home, Found Hope

The New Hire

Shadowlands

The Uncrowned King

The Young Lion in Chains

Enemies Off the Port Bow

Savage United We Stand

Battle Plans

The Maw

Marileth's Marvelous Slimes

I am You, Who am I?

The Void Sees Many Things

Fur Black as Night

Time for Tea

For Those We Lost

Domination

The Maw Opens Wide

The Singing Sands

The Lords of Dread

Dead Men and the Tales They Tell

Burned Bridges

You Are Who You Eat

Beyond Death Itself

How to Conquer Reality

Preparations

Answers

Villainess

The Warlock of Dark Waters

The Shamanbrewer

Back to Bilgewater

Three Years of Peace

Further Adventures in Azeroth

Why Do I Fight?

New Finds, Old Friends

Virulence

The Family Business

The Deep Dark Woods

Holiday Traditions

Goblin Ingenuity

Dragonflight

Homeward

Coming Troubles, New Adventurers

Taking Flight

Setting Sail

Fractured Order

The Witch Returns

Unlimited Sin

Landfall

Weapon Repairs

Sibling Rivalry

Green Flame and Rot

Brightflame, Dim Memories

The Heir to House Wintersky

The Storm Eater

Anger Incarnate

Lost and Found

Remembrance

A Pirate’s Life

After the Storm

Memories of Darkness

Her Final Song

On the Nature of Souls

Earth Quakes, Paths Open

Securing the Path

What an Ale Needs

The Sapphire of House Wintersky

A Brief Interlude

Firefox

Matters of Family

Cutlasses and Caves

Azure Light in the Winter Sky

Battle at Bilgewater

Unnatural Beings

Druid Disappeared

Demons

Aziguni’s Lucky Number

Soon to Dream

Shining Unity

Dissonantia

Home Once More

The Time Between

Infinite Problems

Adventurers in Time

Sins of the Father

Pandaren Paradox

Suffer a Witch to Un-Live

The Avatar of Y’shaarj

For Quel’thalas

The War Within

(Coming Soon!)

Appendix A - Personal Lore

What follows is some personal snatches of Lore I wrote for my characters in their TRP profiles. I’d been meaning to copy it over for ages, now I have an excuse to do so, so why not? These bits are just flavor and fluff to flesh out my roster. The dialogue for them is all in the character’s own words.

Members of Avalon

Nelen's Library

Jaie's Favorite Recipes

Dareley's Scars of War

Sam's Trophies of Treasure Hunting

Zhan-Min's Elemental Brews

Members of Savage United

Grimo's Invention Scrapbook

Galdia's Memories of Draenor

Sekhi on the Songs of the Shadowlands

Other Characters

Dissonantia's Attempts at Immortality

Appendix B - Important Locations

What follows is a list of important story locations for Adventures in Azeroth and the heroes of Avalon and Savage United. I’m going to update this as the story continues. The maps represent places that have no actual in-game location and were made using the Inkarnate D&D map creator.

Avalon House

Offices of Grimo's Savage United LLC

Nelen's Sanctum

Dissonantia's Lair

Sekhi's Cart

Appendix C - Random Fun Junk

This section is simply for goofy random stuff that I made for giggles. These are just fun trivia.

Failed Adventures in Azeroth Characters

What Every Adventurer Needs: Avalon

What Every Adventurer Needs: Savage United

What Every Adventurer Needs: Others

#warcraft fanfiction #warcraft #warcraft roleplay #fanfiction #world of warcraft #Adventures in Azeroth

[brianmcnett-blog]

Sexual Dimorphism in World of Warcraft Goblins and Kul Tirans: A Fan Theory.

In World of Warcraft, there’s a size discrepancy between goblin males and females. Goblin males run about 3’6”. Female goblins are 4’1”. My headcanon reason is simple. Goblin men like tall girls, and want to be the small spoon when cuddling.

An aggressive go-getter, time-is-money goblin, at the end of the day wants to be the sub in a soft BDSM relationship with a big tiddy goblin gf. This is so prevalent among goblins, that goblin women are now substantially larger than the men. Just my headcanon.

Generations of this has seriously affected the size dynamic.

Other folks have observed this and state that this is the only case in WoW of the female models being larger than the males. True enough, but there's another example when you count NPCs.

Kul Tirans.

While the player models are all large, the NPCs contain humans of ordinary size, along with small, skinny men.

Again, it's my headcannon, that a similar dynamic is at play here. Not society-wide as with goblins, but there's a percentage of large Kul Tiran women into thinner, slighter guys, and Kul Tiran men in sufficient numbers to reciprocate, and they're isolated enough that it hasn't spread. It's not taken over the whole society, but the dynamic is there. Not universal, but "a thing."

But where did the large Kul Tirans come from?

Mostly Drustvar, it seems. We are told that the Drust (seafaring Vrykul) originally coexisted with the early human settlers. But as they began to die out the dynamic changed. Most of the Drust were okay with letting the humans take over (why?), but there were those who wanted to win back their lands and would do anything to do so.

Why would most of the Drust be okay with dying out? Because they weren't dying out. They intermarried with the settlers, and taught their children their unique form of druidism, and the big player character humans are basically the result. They're a major component of Kul Tiran society, more successful than ever.

The spirits of the long dead Drust inhabit golems of wicker and bone, which look nothing like their original form. The only living Drust we see, Ulfar, stays in his druid bear form, and is still a respected druid leader of the Kul Tiran Thornspeakers after all this time.

Anyway, because certain human men were totally into giant Vrykul druid women... blah blah... And some guys want to be the small spoon really badly... that's where the modern Kul Tirans, including the skinny ones, come from.

I have no actual proof to offer.

#world of warcraft #goblin #headcanon #kul tiran

[wyrmguardsecrets]

Good and evil are subjective in most media ; not in World of Warcraft. They last time they tried grey, Teldrassil burned. Warcraft is not the medium that has the ethical debate you headcannon in there.

-

[wait-up-for-the-moonshine]

Night Elf Headcanons - Home & Family life

These are headcanons for the Kaldorei that I’ve thought up or figured out with for a comic I’ve been working on. So if they are different from more widely accepted headcanons about the same subjects (or contradict them completely) that is why. Still I thought they were worth sharing! I divided them based on subject so I’m not posting them all in one massive wall of text. 

Some parts of these headcanons may already be known and accepted by RPers but I wanted to add some of my own ideas to them as well.

Here’s my headcanons for Kaldorei home and family life!

(creepy Nelf baby knows all your secrets and will expose your entire soul)

They are highly protective of their children and teach them to stay close to home until they become of age. The Night Elves are a reclusive race who have seen a lot of crap go down. They know the world they live in and want to protect their children from it for as long as possible. This usually means that many of them teach their children to stay as close to home as possible and they may keep them hidden away in their glens and meadows and homes. Of course, there is always the wild hair child with an adventurous spirit, but a majority of the children obey and are content to enjoy a quiet childhood and life in their forests studying various subjects. Some Kaldorei may not have left home until they were well into their 100′s. I also like this headcanon as a way to explain Blizzard’s laziness why there are never any really young Night elf NPCs running around. This would also mean that Teldressil was just absolutely FULL of children and young adults and I am honestly trying not to think about it.

Kaldorei who have settled in human cities like Stormwind may adapt to a diurnal schedule. Night elves are obviously nocturnal by genetics, but those who live among other cultures, especially humans, may become more accustom to sleeping at night instead. This can be done to just fit in more and participate within that culture/society in a similar way to every one else who is up during the day, or can be done out of necessity (eg, to get the most out of their profession). 

Any Kaldorei who hunt for food use all parts of the animal and will thank Elune in prayer, for allowing them to capture and kill the animal as sustenance/skin/meat/material.

They celebrate birthnights instead of days. Even if one was born during daylight hours, it is common to celebrate the night of that day the person was born. This is typically celebrated by gift giving and a feast of that person’s favorite foods, and them being surrounded by close family and friends. However because Kaldorei are taught to see one another as family in general, it is certainly not uncommon to see strangers and acquaintances giving gifts and attending birthnight parties.

Joining ceremonies take the place of weddings and most Kaldorei are joined for life. The idea of contractual marriage is a faux pas among the Kaldorei, as it is more focused on possessions and property than the union. They put so much importance in the actual union of two souls, that this bond is tied before Elune herself, and not meant to be broken. Parting ways and splitting up is not seen as wrong since many Night elven couples may go years (decades...centuries) without seeing each other for one reason or another. However, most rejoin as if they had never spent any time away, and typically won’t be out searching for another to love when apart. As far as the actual joining ceremonies go, I fully accept this headcanon for their ceremonies. But not all Night elves even have ceremonies. Some chose to have private meetings between themselves, a priest and druid, all before Elune. 

They exchange necklaces, often with moonstones in them, instead of rings. (as first mentioned here) Necklaces have quite a lot of significance among Night Elven culture, the most important being a symbol of connection between elves in a Joining Ceremony. However, necklaces are important in general for other reasons. Different types of necklaces are given to commemorate friendships, as a “thank you” or as a sign of respect, love, affection, or honor. A Thero or Thero'shan  may gift their Do or Shan’do with a necklace as a tolken of appreciation and respect. Children may also receive necklaces with their owl feather (tokens of good luck given to them at infancy)from their parents or parental guardian when they reach their pre-teen years.

Alcohol is usually saved for specific occasions such as birthnight parties and other celebrations like joining ceremonies, anniversaries, homecomings, new babies, and battle wins. Most do not drink casually.

Some Night elves naturally have more energy and are more alert during daylight hours and fall asleep during evenings and nights. “Morning Dove” Nelfs might often feel out of place among their kin, and may take on careers that accommodate their natural sleep cycle, or live among a diurnal race.

Kaldorei children usually partake in a “first hunt” ceremony where(similar to the first Nelf quest in-game) they learn the importance of the balance of nature and the cycles of life, overpopulation, and the role of the Kaldorei as presumed guardians of the natural order of things. For this ceremony, I coined the term Shand’mushu, or roughly, the “Honor Hunt".

#again sorry if they go against something in game or in the rp community #I just thought up all this for my own use #kaldorei #kaldorei headcanons #headcanons #headcannons #night elves #night elf headcanons #night elf headcannons #kaldorei headcannons #world of warcraft #world of warcraft headcannons #world of warcraft headcanons #nelf #nelfs #elves #blizzard #Blizzard Entertainment #horde #alliance #world of warcaft lore #lore #night elf lore #kaldorei lore

[riveth34d]

Gutterspeak Headcannons

As a massive fantasy nerd one of my favorite aspects of fantasy lore and settings is how languages work. As almost all of my friends know, I am also a gigantic World of Warcraft fan, and I have a particular soft spot for everyone's favorite stiffs: the Forsaken.

This is just a bunch of HCs I have for the language of Gutterspeak.

Gutterspeak originated among the thieves and rogues of Lordaeron, technically every city has its own spin on Gutterspeak, but these languages are known as Thieves Codes to distinguish them from the Forsaken tongue.

Gutterspeak has several dialects, the most common dialects being the Lordaeron, Silverpine, and Talah'dorei dialects.

The Lordaeron dialect is distinguished by its "doublespeak," taken directly from the original Gutterspeak of Lordaeron. The words and vowels are identical to common (albeit with some sounds adjusted to be easier to pronounce by those who lack lips or jaws), but their meanings are entirely different. For example, "Lets have tea with the King," sounds mundane in Common, but in Lordaeron Gutterspeak it means "Get ready to fight."

Silverpine dialect is its own unique language, branched off from common. While it shares some words, and most of common's syllables and vowels, it uses a different word order (object - verb - subject), and lacks pronouns. Silverpine-Gutterspeak is mostly spoken by Forsaken rangers from, well, Silverpine. It also found a specific use among the archers of the Horde during the 4th war.

Talah'dorei is a pidgin language of Lordaeron Gutterspeak and Thalassian, and is almost entirely spoken by undead elves. Talah'dorei does have a unique quirk, in that it's very rare for words to have a future tense, and most words related to the past are ungendered, even traditionally gender pronouns.

#wow headcannons #warcraft headcannons #forsaken headcannons #wow forsaken #wow undead

[emmybluefire]

Lore for Lore nerds!

Hey guys! I just wanted to take a moment and post a small accumulation of all the lectures Emmy has done thus far. Bare in mind, that while I do deeply research every piece of lore that will be discussed in these topics, they are still widely head-cannoned, and are subject to change if Blizzard decides to expand on their lore regarding magic.

The reason being that Blizzard discusses pieces of lore, but then doesn’t bridge gaps in understanding between them. These lectures were widely designed as my way of doing so myself. So take from that what you will! In the meantime, enjoy!

1.) Research Notes - Portals

2.) Leylines - The Threads of Reality

3.) What is Real? - Defending Against Illusion

#warcraft lore #magic #illusion #portals #leylines #mage #sorceress #wow #world of warcraft #speculation #headcannon #lore #dalaran #lecture

[acquisitive-adventurers]

randomly specific wow food headcannons 1/???

<3

night elves are omnivores, careful in their balancing of meals. they tend to eat the basic minimum of meat per meal to get the vitamins/protein needed, supplementing with vegetables (and, when Highborne, magicks). when certain animal populations got too numerous and would be detrimental to ecosystems, they’d eat more meat -- otherwise, they are very careful hunters, working to keep everything in balance.

(usually, those that are inland will eat more meat than those on islands/near coasts, and those that are near some body of water will eat more fish/seafood in general. sometimes, there have been night elves hunting overpopulated seals/walruses that are causing issues to boats or other wildlife.)

sometimes, fancy-shmancy night elves will add a twinge of magick to make moon-inspired foods sparkle (and more so under the night sky lol, which is why they have a ton of picnics in the middle of the night).

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Pandaren will eat literally anything. they’re the best taste-testers and have the most sensitive noses in all of Azeroth (with worgen right behind; some druids can have really really sensitive noses too, but they’re kinda kind of on a case-by-case basis.). some Pandaren can smell when food/drink has been tampered with, even if they can’t tell with what substance. they’re the most neutral when it comes to either faction, and it’s best to have these people as your cooks (because their local food is amazing, and they have the best taste-based memory and can cook nearly anything if they’ve eaten it enough times before).

having a Pandaren ask for a recipe or ask questions about a dish you’ve cooked is the highest compliment in their social culture; being given a recipe that could compliment your food is equally as flattering.

food = friendship/love.

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forsaken are the worst with food handling and preparation in general, but are also super sensitive to foods that have been tampered with. as their bodies are magick-laced magick corpses made with science teetering into the magical realm, they’re not really afraid of eating anything that maybe/is most definitely poisonous. those that work with poisons/death magicks regularly can probably even tell what is being used. (always have a forsaken in your group, for more reasons than being taste testers.)

they can also tell if livestock/pets will die soon, and (ranging on their expertise/how long they’ve been a forsaken) usually be able to explain why. they tend to be pretty gentle with the creatures nearest death, as many can still remember how painful, confusing, and horrifying it was for them to die.

(forsaken running senior mount/pet homes, anyone???? no worries if an elderly elemental-type throws a hissy fit and an appendage gets caught in the crossfire, it can be replaced; poisonous animals can’t kill something already dead; tusk/claw-bearing creatures can rip out your guts but nOt YoUr LoVe FoR tHeM)

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in the same light, death knights can basically do the same thing, but their senses can be so muted that those that have the best chances at noticing tampered food would be unholy, blood, then (if you’re lucky) frost. (unholy can detect death magicks best, blood can detect poisons best, and frost can tell the basics that it’s been tampered with.)

certain death knights may have better physical/intuitive senses, so take this with a grain of salt. it’s different for everyone. some still eat, some don’t; they don’t need that kind of nourishment anymore.

(but they’re definitely afflicted by cursed/highly enchanted armor, weapons, and items. they’ll be a bloodhound if they Don’t Feel Something Is Right; they’re the best to have as shopkeepers/thrift store personnel/inventory takers because they Just Know sometimes.)

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a demon hunter will generally continue eating as they would have before they infused demons into their soul, but will tend to eat whatever the demons want, too. sometimes they’ll just find themselves eating meats bone and all, sometimes raw, and be like “oops guess the hounds wanted something lol.” other times, they’ll actively seek out certain cravings (red meats, something gamey, sweets, magick-infused foods, etc) when different demons are demanding nourishment.

they’re awful at telling if something’s been tampered with unless they ingest it and then a thought pops up like Oh That Was Bad. they then proceed to complain for a week., but you can bet they’ll probably do it again at some point; they’re like puppies or cats that constantly eat the plant in the kitchen that don’t realize it could make them sick. stupid but loveable.

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orcs are pretty similar to night elves in the way they’ll carefully regulate certain animal populations, but their diets change depending on their clan and their environment: those in Nagrand have a more Elvish-styled diet (mostly veggies, but healthy amounts of meats), while the orcs in Frostfire Ridge will eat mostly meats; Tanaan Jungle and Shadowmoon Valley (and those living in Zangramarsh in Outland) will have more fish-based diets; Gorgrond-living orcs surprisingly eat more vegetables than meats, but it’s more of culling the Living Plants Attacking Us rather than that they want to; those that live in Talador basically meld all of these together.

#forsaken #death knight #night elf #orc #demon hunter #pandaren #headcannon #forsaken headcannon #Death Knight Headcannon #night elf headcannon #orc headcannon #demon hunter headcannon #pandaren headcannon #dk headcannon #nelf headcannon #wow #wow headcannon #World of Warcraft #world of warcraft headcannon #food #food headcannon

[warcraft-imagines]

The fluffiest of fluff! Lady reader and Khadgar at their wedding? Maybe headcannon through out the entire thing, preceremony, ceremony, first dance, etcetc

Guess who is alive and breathing! Allow me to say that I have been to only one wedding in my life and it was super untraditional. So, I am grasping at straws here

Khadgar x Fem! Reader:

General -

- Khadgar refuses to see his bride in her dress. Not because of superstition or anything. He wants her to see his initial reaction as you’re walking down the aisle. He has heard that it is one of the best things to see. So, the day of, he keeps his eyes anywhere he can and doesn’t mind he looks dumb.

- He looks adorable, btw

- You try to help make sure things are in place, but Khadgar makes sure you don’t stress herself out. He doesn’t want her to be like some of the women that are miserable thinking about their wedding day.

- And so he’s the one running around like a headless hen to go over the last minute preparations.

Ceremony - 

- Both Khadgar and his soon-to-be wife are terrified and it shows

- He’s in a fancy robe because you cannot tell me this man is gonna wear a normal ass tuxedo, while she is wearing a lovely (color) dress.

- Soft music of your choice is playing. Khadgar is standing anxiously, waiting. When the music changes, he automatically looks up to see her for the first time in her complete outfit.

- He swears his heart stopped and skipped a beat at the exact same time, His mouth dropped open and his eyes got huge. To say you looked beautiful would be an understatement. Gorgeous or magical doesn’t fit either.

- When you stand before him, you can see the tears in his eyes. 

- The ceremony is short and to the point. Not overly cheesy. Not drawn out. No guests dozing off. Perfect length.

First Dance - 

- Khadgar practiced for weeks to get this right. He knows he’s decent at dancing anyway, but he didn’t want to take any risks. No stepping on his bride’s feet.

- He actually encourages you to take your shoes off if they’re hurting you at this point

- Whispers small jokes back and forth to one another throughout the dance

After Party - 

- Loads of food and drinks. Music is blasting. People are having fun.

- They’re partying like Hobbits in Lord of the Rings

- Laughter could be heard from blocks away, while the lights could be seen for miles. 

- The stress of it all is melting away from Khadgar and his new wife as they realize they made it. They finally got married. They have the rest of their lives to be connected this way. All of the planning was worth it.

- Now, it’s on to the rest of your lives.

Mod Elithe

#Khadgar #archmage khadgar #khadgar x reader #wedding headcannon #World of Warcraft #World of Warcraft headcanon #world of warcraft imagines #x reader

[zakthefiend]

Khadgrin Warcraft Movie AU

((It’s no secret that I LOVED the warcraft movie. Adored it even for some of it’s faults (such as the Lothar having as much emotions as Kristen Stewart) and I honestly liked Khadgar’s actor. So here’s a couple of headcannons on how @drew-winchester Khadgrin would probably be like before the Warcraft movie universe. Please note that I had planned on this being through the entire movie, even rewatching it 7 times to get each part right! I just didn’t like where it was going and I found myself getting lazy after the orcs invaded. I hope you understand and I hope you enjoy!))

Pre-movie

Perry’s role in this one is very much different than in game. Let’s say humans had discovered night elves VERY early on (or vice versa), and an exchanged happened between races. A few humans go to Kalimdor while a few Night elves go to the Eastern Kingdoms. The night elves were there to document what the nature of humans were like. One of these Night elves was Peregrïn.

Perry had joined not to really bring honor to her race or anything like that, but instead wanted to see what else was in the world than just Kalimdor! There is now a whole new continent to explore, and she was NOT missing this chance. So, after taking a few basic human language lessons, she went aboard one of the ships heading to the new world.

She told her parents about her little plan, and they had mixed feelings about this. They were glad that their daughter is doing something amazing and extraordinary, but were disappointed that it wasn’t here in Darnassus. They were even scared for her, I mean this IS a new continent it’s not like going to another part of Kalimdor, there’s a huge body of water separating them from her! Still, this is something their daughter was hard set on, and it could be a way for her to find her place, so they give her “some” things for her journey,(some is the last word I’d think when they gave Perry her things) and said their goodbyes.

There was a Briefing on ship. The first stop would be the kingdom of Stormwind. There were several kingdom holds that they were to check out, such as Lordaeron, Stromgarde, Quel’Thalas(optional), Gilneas, The Ironforge, and Gnomeregan. Perry asked why Quel’thalas was optional, and the entire room turned there attention to her. She received her answer after feeling the biggest dunce in the world. Quel’Thalas was Sin’Dorei territory, a group of outcast night elves that seemed to have done pretty well for themselves all things considered. Despite it taking place a long time ago, they more than likely still hold a grudge at night elves.

After a couple of months at sea and a few seasick Perry’s later, they officially landed at Stormwind harbor and did it feel good to be on dry land! Peregrïn swore she’d never leave solid ground so long as Teldrasssil stands!(Funny you should say that Perry... That was a terrible joke, I’m sorry!)

She’s astounded from the human kingdom of Stormwind, as this was her first stop. She was fascinated on the stone-like structures to the wooden shops put in between the stone. Though, she found it pretty odd to find a huge amount of no trees in Stormwind. She entered a tavern to get a human companion to help her with her travels. This is where our little Perry first meets Khadgar.

Khadgar had just left the Kirin Tor, and was in Stormwind mostly to get something to eat. He’s heard rumors of a new type of elves that came in, and was interested in seeing one. His wishes seemed to be answered when a small, violet skinned elf walked in through the tavern doors.

Khadgar was the first to introduce himself, and began interviewing her with questions that ranged from “What does Kalimdor look like?” to “What kind of government system does the night elves have?”. Peregrïn did her best with her limited language, but some of the questions were WAY too complicated!

When Khadgar cooled it with the questions, the two started talking about each other and etc.. Soon enough, they made a deal: Khadgar would show her the Eastern Kingdoms in exchange that someday she shows him Kalimdor. She agrees, but also added that if he helped her with this “common” language, she’d teach him Darnassian.

With the deal agreed upon, Khadgar and Peregrïn traveled across some parts of the Eastern Kingdoms. They managed to visit 3 of the kingdoms Perry was supposed to visit! It wouldn’t be until they returned to Stormwind for some more supplies, that Khadgar heard an interesting rumor about a fallen guardsman...

#peregrïn #perry #khadgar #khadgrin #drew winchester #drew-winchester #night elf #nelf #World of Warcraft #warcraft movie #zakthefiend #my writing #headcannon #not my art

[easilyaddictedin123]

Am i the only one who headcannons she-trolls tall? The male trolls are somewhere around 8ft tall, granted they slouch but whatever. Shouldn't the she-trolls be tall? Like Akivasha is 6'5" but ppl are always so shocked?

#world of warcraft #wow horde #wow #trolls #headcannon #just my personal thoughts #her goblin bff thinks its cool af tho #and will spider monkey to sit on her shoulders #or hang off her arm to try and do pull ups #they have a weird relationship #original character #wow troll

[luminnara]

Marko x Harpy!reader | 18+ ONLY

Request: Mine is weird, but since Marko likes pigeons, I like to imagine him with a scary, human eating harpy mate 👀 If you're down, could I get some headcannons or a little drabble about them experiencing like a "harpy heat" or like the reader sees his vamp face and watches him kill for the first time, and is overcome with joy, pride, and lust because her mate? Is so strong? And tough? Strong mate = strong babies. Also he has a shiny / colorful coat, so I like to think that that makes him all the more attractive to her, like when a male bird flaunts its feathers to attract a mate.

MY INBOX IS DEFINITELY OPEN FOR MORE LOST BOYS REQUESTS, ESPECIALLY WITH MONSTERS!

I kinda imagined this harpy style as the kind from world of warcraft tbh so use that as refernce if you want! The descriptions are kinda vague

Warnings: smut, mating cycles/heat, monster stuff, violence/vampire stuff u kno the type lol, some breeding kink stuff

It was love at first sight.

Those golden curls…

Those mischievous eyes…

Those shiny, wiggly squid lures on the shoulders of his jacket…

The moment you met Marko, you were absolutely hooked. You knew coming to the seaside town of Santa Carla was a good move—it was chaotic and fun and full of prey—but the second you saw him, you knew you wouldn’t be leaving anytime soon. He was perfect, and the longer you watched him from rooftops and trees, the more you knew you had to have him.

It was a good thing he felt the same way about the weird bird creature he had glimpsed a few times, too.

Marko had a thing for birds. He liked them because he admired their plumage, and if the flock of pigeons he kept back in the cave was any indication, birds liked him, too. So when he caught a glimpse of something one night that wasn’t quite avian and wasn’t quite human, he was totally hooked…and when he managed to catch you off guard, something no human could ever do, you were delighted to find that he was something else entirely.

You spent a whole night together, just chatting and flying and comparing diets. Vampires liked to drain their victims, only needing their blood to survive, whereas you liked a little more substance in your meals. He could fly, but he didn’t need to grow wings or flap his arms, while you sprouted beautiful dark feathers. He couldn’t survive in the sunlight, and you just preferred hunting at nighttime because your eyes were sensitive. The two of you were different, but the same, and after that first night, you refused to leave his side for very long.

The others grew used to you. Paul liked to pet your feathers when he was high out of his mind, and you didn’t mind sitting with him while he came back down to earth. Dwayne was curious, nudging a book towards you one night and asking you how accurate it actually was about harpies. You answered all of his questions, noting that a lot of his assumptions were wrong, but a lot more were right. And David—well, David tolerated you, and that was more than enough to keep you sticking around. He liked having you around the den so long as you promised to take care of any intruders who might come wandering in, and you liked having a nice space close to Marko where you could roost.

Because he was still the only guy you had eyes for.

You spent date nights together out on the boardwalk, all your feathers gone as you wore your human disguise. Well, most of them, anyways; you always had some on the nape of your neck, soft little things that Marko loved to stroke with the pad of his thumb whenever he got the chance. You kept them covered with your hair or a scarf or whatever you could, lying low and out of sight from any of the hunters David liked to scare you about.

“Vampires are one thing, but a harpy? I bet they’d cut you up and piece you out and make a killing.”

And you’d throw something at him and he’d just laugh, because in a weird way, the two of you had become friends and that was his way of showing it.

Really, you weren’t that worried about hunters. You were a killing machine, just like the boys all were, and with Marko at your side, how could a human possibly hurt you?

Unfortunately, hunters in Santa Carla didn’t work alone—and they were upping their game. That was how, while out hunting one night, you found yourself backed into an alley, three of them advancing on you while your would-be victim thrashed in your grip.

“Fuck off!” You spat at them, talons sinking into the man’s shoulder as you tightened your hold.

They didn’t answer, brandishing their knives and guns as they advanced, and suddenly, you felt like a fucking idiot for hunting alone. You always hunted alone, preferring it, much the same way that the vampires liked to hunt without an audience a lot of the time...but right now, you really, really wished that Marko was there, because you were terrified. 

You glanced between the humans, a scared little shriek leaving your throat as you tried not to tremble. Luckily, someone answered--and moments later, blood was splashing across your face as something--or someone--tore through your attackers.

Your heart soared when you saw Marko tearing them apart. He was fast, more like a blur of color and blood as he ripped their spines out and spilled their guts all over the pavement. It was brutal and sadistic, his face twisted in a horrific smile that had butterflies fluttering in your stomach. 

How did he keep getting more and more perfect?

You stared with wide eyes as he carved through the hunters, his claws shredding their flesh, his teeth sinking into their throats and ripping chunks out. You had never seen a vampire in action like this before, and you had never imagined that Marko would look so good amidst so much carnage. He was downright beautiful, his white shirt stained red with blood, his normally hazel eyes blazing bright yellow. When the human in your arms screamed in terror and you shoved him towards Marko, the vampire caught him and separated his head from his spine as easily as he could pop the flower off a dandelion. 

And you had never been more in love with him. 

He was so fast and so strong, tossing the corpses around as if they were toys. He had come to your rescue so quickly, and dealt with your assailants so brutally...you could feel warmth twisting in your belly and you couldn’t help but bite your lip. You were still shivering, but now, it was less that you were trapped and afraid and more that you were slipping into a totally different state of mind. 

Marko let the body fall and tossed the head away even as its eyes continued blinking in disbelief at what had just happened. Marko’s chest was heaving and all he wanted to do was drain every last drop of blood from the corpses...but then he remembered why he was there in the first place, and he turned towards you with wild eyes. 

“You okay?” he rushed towards you, grabbing your arms as he checked you over. He couldn’t see any wounds and he couldn’t smell anything other than human blood, but when he glanced back up at your face, he saw that you were just staring. “...Babe?”

You were looking at him with an expression he had never seen on anyone before, your eyes almost hazy as you took in his features. It was the first time you had ever witnessed him vamping out, and when you finally moved, it was to trace your thumb along the sharp angles of his cheekbones. He watched you carefully, almost scared to do anything lest he scare you off, but you didn’t draw back. You just looked at him in wonder, lips parted slightly in a way that made him want to kiss you more than usual. 

“Hey.” he finally said when you remained silent. “You okay?”

You nodded slowly, and he thought that you were traumatized or something. It would be a fair reaction, right? David spent all his time teasing you about hunters, and then Marko had gone and left you alone long enough for four of the fuckers to go after you--

His thoughts were interrupted by a strange sound reaching his ears. It took him a moment to realize that the little coos were coming from you, and when he finally focused on you again, he saw mall blue-black feathers dotting the outline of your face, your eyes shifting to a predatory amber. You made the sound again, the soft trill a bit louder this time, and Marko could only stare as you placed a clawed hand on his blood-soaked chest and gripped his shirt lightly. 

“Marko...” you purred, your voice strange and inhuman. 

He had to clear his throat. “Y-yeah?”

You stepped up to him, pressing your chest against his. “Thank you...”

He felt your tongue on his throat and a shiver ran up his spine. “N-no problem, baby...”

“You were so brave...”

“Yeah, guess I kinda was...”

“...and so strong...”

“Yeah, that too...”

“So protective...” you sank down to your knees, your hands tugging at the waistband of his jeans. 

He just stared down at you, his breath caught in his throat. He knew he always got horny after killing, but he had to admit that he was a little confused...but he really couldn’t bring himself to care too much, not when you were pulling his cock out of his pants and wrapping your lips around the head. 

“Fuck, baby...” he groaned, running his fingers through your hair. He could feel soft feathers hidden there, more and more seeming to grow as you moaned around him. “Guess I should save you more often, if this is my reward...”

You pulled back, licking a line up his shaft. “Fuck me, love...”

Well, he wasn’t gonna waste any time, especially not when you were telling him to do it. He had you up on your feet in the blink of an eye, his lips crashing into yours as he squeezed your ass. Only a moment later, you were free of your clothes, your back hitting the wall you had just been trapped up against...except this time, Marko was the one holding you there, and you were whimpering for more.

“Please!” you whined, clawing at him as he bit at your shoulder. All you could think about was him, about feeling him inside of you, feeling him fill you up and give you everything you wanted. 

He huffed a laugh against your throat, hoisting you up to hook your legs around his waist. His hips rolled forward and you practically screamed when you felt the tip of his cock nudging against you...and when he finally plunged inside, you really did scream, throwing your head back and letting out a noise that seemed more avian than human. 

“Fuck..” Marko moaned. You were wetter than he’d ever felt a person before, his cock sliding into you easily. You were warmer than he’d ever felt before, too, practically scorching hot...and he just wanted to sink into that warmth and stay there forever. 

“M-Marko,” you breathed. 

“Don’t worry, baby.” he said as he pulled out only to snap his hips forward again. “‘M gonna take care of you...”

You could feel tears at the edges of your eyes, you were so happy. 

As Marko fucked you, your heart felt so full you thought it might burst. You were overwhelmed and overstimulated, but you didn’t care, demanding more and more and more from the guy who was lucky enough to have supernatural stamina and a libido to rival Paul’s. He fucked you until you came, and then he fucked you until he came, and then he fucked you until you both came together--and then you did it all over again, the two of you covered in the blood of the men Marko had killed for you, your neck covered in dark hickeys wherever you didn’t have feathers. 

By the time your feet finally touched the ground again, your legs were so wobbly you nearly wiped out. But Marko--your perfect, beautiful mate, Marko--was quick to grab you, laughing breathlessly as he held you up with one hand and fixed his jeans with the other. 

“Damn, baby,” he laughed as he took in your dazed expression. “Not bad, huh?”

“Mmm,” you just smiled, leaning up to kiss his cheek. “Amazing...and you saved me...”

The tiniest hint of a blush spread across his face. “It was nothin’...”

A wolf whistle had both of you looking towards the alley entrance to see Paul, David, and Dwayne, and Marko immediately hissed at them. You were still naked, and as Paul leered at you, you thought there was a good chance they might fight...a notion that had those butterflies going wild in your stomach again.

Marko’s nose twitched as the scent of harpy arousal grew stronger in the air, and he knew that the others could smell it, too. He just didn’t even want them looking at you while you were so turned on. 

“Well, what happened here?” David asked, boots splashing in the blood as he glanced around at the mess. “You two do all this?”

“I did,” Marko said, straightening up. 

“He saved me,” you said, hugging his arm as you nuzzled your cheek against his. 

“And then the chivalrous hero took his prize, huh?” David smirked. “You didn’t even finish your dinner before going for dessert...”

“Shut up!” Marko snapped, baring his fangs. 

“Shit, I wouldn’t be able to eat my brussels sprouts with somethin’ that cute waiting’ for me, either,” Paul grinned wolfishly at you. “Good job, Marko. You fucked her real good.”

“Shut the fuck up before I--”

“He did,” you interrupted, beaming up at him.

“...Well, I mean, I’m glad you think so--”

Paul barked a laugh and David snorted. 

“Careful, Marko.” the platinum blonde said before turning to leave. “Harpies get very attached, you know.”

“I don’t need your advice,” Marko bristled. 

“No?” David paused, looking back over his shoulder with a cigarette between his teeth. “Then don’t come cryin’ to me for help when she lays eggs ‘n makes you a daddy.”

Marko’s face fell in shock and Paul laughed so hard he had to sit down in the blood. 

“Hey, wh-what?” he asked. But David was just chuckling to himself, walking away with Dwayne at his side. Paul hopped up, saluted Marko, and then followed the others, still laughing like a hyena as he caught up. 

And you were just staring up at Marko with the biggest, happiest eyes he had ever seen.

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