darthneko: World of Warcraft Anduin Wrynn ([fandom] wrynn determination)
([personal profile] darthneko Sep. 26th, 2017 08:33 am)
(continued from here and here. Do I need to actually warn for talk of mpreg?)

"Stoneclaw seems a sensible sort," she said, "which I suppose he must be, with as many bairnes as you have between you. They'll warm to him." She paused, her attention caught by something else, and took another swallow of the tea, rolling it through her mouth before swallowing. "This is different," she said, sounding pleased. "Pandaren, I assume? I like the spices, you'll have to tell me what the blend is."

It might have been nothing but a smooth aside, a minor side jaunt in the conversation, but she had only just mentioned both Ren and the cubs and the sudden segue to tea made Anduin quickly re-evaluate what was in his cup other than 'not the smokey stimulant brew' that he wanted. The result brought him up short, making him cough, and Moira raised one brow at him archly as she watched him splutter. "You've drunken it as well, so I'll assume it's not poison," she noted blandly. "And you're turning red. What in the Light's name is embarrassing about tea?"

Anduin shot her a sour look, forcibly schooling his expression and feelings into order until he was reasonably sure his complexion wasn't betraying him any more. "You didn't take the sugar and cream into account," he pointed out, which only made Moira laugh. Sighing, Anduin shook his head, putting his cup down. "Not the kitchen's fault," he acknowledged wryly. "I really only drink a few types, and all I told them was not the stimulant blend I use to stay awake."
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(and that's more or less the end of that scene, and I suppose I should write the actual wedding at some point instead of just all the pre-wedding jitters. =P)
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([personal profile] darthneko Sep. 25th, 2017 10:41 am)
Ahhahahahahaha, XKCD nailed it. That was totally me during the house buying process. XD

I am having a not splendid start to the week - was sickly all weekend (vague aches and pains, sleeping too much, and a round of "my stomach and intestines hate me" saturday night) which resulted in not doing a lot of the things I wanted to do, like unpack and mow the yard. Bleagh.

Woke up this morning at 1am with unidentified "something is wrong" which morphed into "fuck, sinus migraine headache from HELL" once I was awake enough to figure out where the pain was. Got to work, by which point my eyes were watering from the internal pressure in my head, but couldn't take anything because they were supposed to do a fasting blood draw on me this morning. So I put up with the pain, drink all the water, go in... and they can barely get half a vial out of me because I'm freezing cold. So I got stuck with a needle for no reason, and had to reschedule for friday, and NOW I finally get to take the sinus meds and drink the coffee to try to get this headache under control. Argh. GRRR.

On the upside, I still managed to make words on the morning train commute, so go me! But omg I just want to crawl back into bed and not move. >_<
darthneko: World of Warcraft Anduin Wrynn ([fandom] wrynn determination)
([personal profile] darthneko Sep. 25th, 2017 10:05 am)
(continued from here)

"Oria is tied up with the smiths overseeing the new cannons," Moira confessed, "and I would have just sent a message but I thought this deserved a personal delivery." So saying, she produced a small rectangular wooden box from the pocket of her skirt, presenting it to Anduin with a flourish.

Anduin's breath caught in his lungs and he had to deliberately draw in another one before he reached out to take the box, setting it on his knee as he lifted the lid away. Inside, the interior was lined in royal blue satin, and nestled into it were two rings, polished and gleaming, straight from Ironforge's best jewelers.
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([personal profile] darthneko Sep. 22nd, 2017 11:38 am)
End of the Love is in the Air festival fic, continued from part 1 and part 2.

Twenty-eight bracelets. By the end of the week there were twenty-eight of the things, all laid neatly in a carven wood box with velvet lining that had taken up residence in a drawer in Anduin's office. His mates were, no doubt, looking forward to seeing their last efforts on him that evenings; Ren had remarked that it was a good look, and he hoped Anduin might occasionally continue wearing them after the festival.

It was the last evening of the festival, the flower and sweet sellers finally closing up shop and taking stock of their sales. The festival merchants were taking down the temporary stalls set up in the market squares. And the King of Stormwind had, through much arranging, several hours of free time without interruption, a spool of gold jewelry wire, and a set of the small tools that the festival merchants had been happily selling all week.
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darthneko: World of Warcraft Anduin Wrynn ([fandom] wrynn determination)
([personal profile] darthneko Sep. 21st, 2017 10:01 am)
I should start titling these. And I was going to finish up the charm bracelet prank, but Brewfest started last night, and the headcanon for Brewfest just sort of unfolded along the way, so here's the start of THAT, and I'll get back to the charm bracelet and the wedding and all that soon. It's all Pandaren and Anduin all the time anyways, I'm just scene jumping! =P

Oria is another original character, btw - part of the Wildhammer clan, she was the first foreign ambassador Anduin appointed to his council and paved the way for including one ambassador from each of the Alliance races to balance out the otherwise overwhelmingly human-centric House of Nobles. Oria has it in her contract with Anduin that she is exempt from all council meetings during the two-week duration of Brewfest. For "traditional cultural festivities" (and the attendant hangovers).



The dwarf caught at Anduin's sleeve, his brows drawn down in a dark frown. "Not so fast, lad," he huffed. "It ain't just th' wee ones that need t' prove they can sit a saddle before they go takin' my rams anywhere."

Something flickered across Anduin's face, there and gone again so fast it was easy to miss, before smoothing into the polite facade that was most often presented to the House of Nobles. "Of course," he agreed.

At Ren's elbow, Oria made a pained noise. "Oh no," she groaned, shoving her tankard aside and making to rise to her feet. "He must not recognize..."

"Leave it," Ren advised, pressing a hand to her shoulder to push her back into her seat. "Anduin will handle it."
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darthneko: World of Warcraft Anduin Wrynn ([fandom] wrynn determination)
([personal profile] darthneko Sep. 20th, 2017 09:23 am)
(continued from yesterday)

It was late into the audience hours when the royal Consort and his cousin unexpectedly turned up in line.

Anduin almost had to look twice when their names - sans title or any other fanfaire - were called, the surprise making him slow. They were both of them in travel clothes, leathers worn smooth and supple, ragged and stained, the sort of clothes for hunting, fishing, and sleeping out on the road. They had obviously been out somewhere; Elwynn forest, Anduin suspected, part of Hardwire's ongoing campaign to train Ren back into some semblance of fitness after the birth of the babes. There was dirt and what looked like fresh blood stains on their clothes, and there would probably be venison or roast boar on the dinner table.

Dirty and disheveled, and Ren, at least, was visibly tired, and both with small gift boxes in hand and the most shit-eating grins Anduin had ever seen. He didn't, in that moment, know whether to kiss them or box their ears.
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darthneko: World of Warcraft Anduin Wrynn ([fandom] wrynn determination)
([personal profile] darthneko Sep. 19th, 2017 09:37 am)
No writing yesterday - was home being sickly. =P That'll teach me not to overdo the unpacking while dehydrated. And now, just to prove how many fic bits I can juggle all at once, here, have a bit about the first Love is in the Air valentine's holiday after the launch of the Legion expansion.... (because my muses are random bastards who jump around and this was what Anduin felt like giving me this morning =P)

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"Good morning, your Majesty," was the first warning he had, a little too bright and cheerful, the throne room guards all smiling a little too broadly. Anduin shook his head ruefully.

"Already?"

The senior guard grinned, utterly unrepentant. "It's not so bad, sir.... yet."

"Yet," Anduin echoed dubiously. His willingness to play along with the game made their smiles broader still, both guards moving to sweep back the doors to the throne with more enthusiasm than strictly necessary.

The audience line had already formed, which didn't make it that different from most days except for the composition of the line - even at a glance Anduin could count more mercenaries than tradesmen, when usually it was the reverse. It was the throne itself that was the source of the guards' amusement; or rather, the two small wrapped boxes resting there, given place of pride on the cushion.

Anduin plucked them from the throne. The gift boxes fit in his palm, heavier than they looked, with a metallic sort of jingle to them. "Only two?" he noted, jesting.
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([personal profile] darthneko Sep. 15th, 2017 11:43 am)
Landscape:
MapCrunch (daily 360 panoramic)

Random Street View (same as above)

Random Google Street View (same as above)

Figure Drawing:
Line of Action (choose gender, clothed/nude, time limit)

SketchDaily (same as above plus animal choices)

QuickPoses (same as LoA, but option to show pictures upside down and track progress)
darthneko: World of Warcraft Anduin Wrynn ([fandom] wrynn determination)
([personal profile] darthneko Sep. 15th, 2017 09:19 am)
(back to the wedding bits for today!)

The King's study was, in theory, a place of quiet work and relaxation, where the King could retire from the company of councilors and ministers to review the day's issues and draft necessary written orders. Anduin knew his father had only ever used it as such while nursing a hangover and needing a darkened room and some semblance of work in order to stave off those clamoring for his time; being trapped at a desk with paperwork was, quite likely, one of Varian Wrynn's conceptions of hell.
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As a note of interest, the pic of Anduin in my new icon is from the pre-expansion comic that Blizzard released... sadly, there aren't actually that many good face shots of him in it, but the interesting part that I only realized when I opened it up to find a screencap this morning is that he's holding the demon assassin at sword point and the sword is Shalamayne - which he only recovered from the Broken Shore in patch 7.2, during the Alliance quest chain with him. So actually, that comic would take place sometime after 7.2, and not right after the expansion launch the way I initially read it.
darthneko: WoW - Pandaren ([fandom] lorewalker)
([personal profile] darthneko Sep. 14th, 2017 08:33 am)
(Continued directly from first and second posts)

Dragging in a ragged breath from somewhere, Ren slid the straps of the carrier off his shoulders, pulling it and both boys around to where he could wrap his arms around them against his front. "/Ling, Den, this is your uncle, Hardwire./" He took another breath, the taste dry and sour in his mouth, and dared to look up and meet his cousin's eyes. "/They're mine./"

Whatever the too-fast beat of his heart was trying to brace for - anger, rejection, condemnation - not even the shadow of it appeared. Hardwire's ears spread wide in astonishment, but his cousin leaned in with a low, soothing rumble to scent both boys, inhaling over their small ears. When Den, in an uncharacteristic fit of bravery, reached up to tug at the thick fur of his cousin's beard, Hardwire only chuckled and lifted the cub easily out of the carrier, boosting the boy up to his shoulder where Den clung, wide eyed, to Hardwire's topknot.

"Hear that?" he announced to the room at large, which of course they had but without any understanding of the Pandaren words. "I'm an uncle!"
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([personal profile] darthneko Sep. 13th, 2017 08:53 pm)
(Continued directly from the last one)

The guard was laughing softly, the sound not unkind. "Never seen a human before? Well, fair enough, I've never seen one of your race travel with them so young. Cute little balls of trouble, aren't they? Reminds me of my own when they were that small." He handed Ren back his papers, with a visitor's week pass bundled with it. "If you need longer, just come back to have it renewed."

"Thank you," Ren said stiffly. The furless races were notoriously bad at reading body language in those with fur but habit and the gritted force of his grinding teeth kept Ren from displaying more than a backwards twitch of his ears, despite how the word 'trouble' had made his stomach drop. The man's tone was kindly, though, and he spared another smile and wave to Ren's cubs, a gesture that was echoed by the other guard, and then Ren whistled to their turtle and they were through the gate and into the city proper.
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([personal profile] darthneko Sep. 13th, 2017 09:39 am)
Just a short bit today! This is set much much earlier than the wedding bits I've been writing - back when Varia was 3, the twins were 2, and the quadruplets weren't in existence yet, and despite 3 cubs between them Anduin and Ren were not currently A Thing, and everything was Very Awkward.

The Dwarven district was mercifully quieter than the human filled Trade area of the city, the primary sounds being the clang of metal and wheeze of bellows from the forges. It was also very near the Pandaren enclave, pressed right to the rear gates of the great Stormwind walls, and the bored guards stationed there barely gave Ren a second glance.

His original identification papers from the Alliance, years old, gave them more of a pause, the senior guard raising a brow and looking Ren over with a curious eye that lingered on his Pandaren robes and the baskets of gear fastened to the saddle of his turtle. "Trader?" he guessed. "This district's market is in two days. You'll be wanting to talk to Mistresse Edelai, she can get you a booth, and the Pandaren can stable your beast out at the lake."

Ren opened his mouth to reply, the Common words coming slow and awkward to his tongue after too long dormant, but the larger basket strapped to the front of the saddle answered for him when his eldest, tiring of observing quietly with wide eyes from between the woven reed, scrambled out. Ren caught him on reflex, plucking the cub up onto his lap before Ling could spill himself right over the edge of the carrier. "/Da,/" the cub cried, bouncing on Ren's knee in excitement, and Ancestor's have mercy, he was down to nothing but fur and a diaper cloth again, his robe crumpled in the bottom of the carrier where the cub had squirmed out of it. "/Da, here? Humans?/"
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([personal profile] darthneko Sep. 12th, 2017 10:35 am)
Things I need to do: The Crossover/Fusion exchange fic, which is off to a rocky start because I mixed up whether the requester had asked for Avatar or Korra. I had a great bunny for Korra, but the requester wants Aang's gang, so now I need to rework. Fortunately it's a 1k minimum exchange, and honestly, I just need to pick a scene and write it because I'm contractually incapable of writing a scene in less than 1.5k. =P (due - Oct 2)

Things I am going to attempt to do: Inktober and Nanowrimo. Do I have any idea what I'm doing for either? NOPE. But I'm not going to let that stop me. My Patreons can expect to be deluged with random inked drawings in October, which hopefully might make up for my radio silence during the whole moving house mess.
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