AN ANGEL OF THE LIGHT

An indie Anduin Wrynn blog. Multishipper/Adult. Willing to RP out of fandom (though I may be a little stupid on the source content). Did I forget to reply? Feel free to send me an ask!

[kingofthelight]

okay so updates. not sure if im gonna be on this blog for very long, but I *am* medicated enough to type this up.

As most of you know, we have an 18+ discord server for wow rpers, though it's become a group chat playground by now bc we know each other very well. I've been very active in the group chat, and they've been real helpful during this stressful time.

Some bad news: I have to get a hysterectomy bc I have fibroids. I've become anxious about leaving my apartment at all. I've been having breakdowns from stress, usually triggered by the banging at all hours from my neighbors upstairs and rising antisemitism. I've been to the ER about three times in the past few months. my headphones are fucking up and i cant afford to replace them. the govt expects me to pay 800$ for an overpayment they knew was going to happen, and im too scared of leaving my home to go and appeal, as well as the fact they'll probably decline my appeal. I no longer play WoW due to having nothing to do and the story.

Some good news: My roommate is converting to Judaism with me. we're saving up to buy a manufactured house. I've gotten into FFXIV, playing as catboy Anduin (ofc). I got a job (though I have to go in person) as a Hardware QA Tester today (only 4 weeks, but there's a chance of extension!). I'm saving up to go to Japan someday, hopefully next year, with one of my girlfriends.

Which brings me to my great news!

I'm dating the wonderful @time-lost-exiles!!!!!!!!

It turns out our dumb asses have been pining over each other for a while now, and I was soooo nervous asking her out! I even told my friends that I was so scared of scaring Losty away, but I nearly burst into tears bc she liked me back! If you're not following her, go do it *gun emoji*. She's been such a rock in my life, along with my other girlfriend, and I couldn't be happier to have both of them there to support me. We have plans to conquer the world as evil overlords, so keep an eye on that lol.

My main is now @valeerasanguinar btw!

[kingofthelight]

I wanted to discuss something that has been on my mind for some time...I just need to find the words.

Then speak, Banshee.

[rangergeneralsylvanas]

If I was to let you see one of the realms, which one would you want to see? I'm bored pretty much.

[kingofthelight]

... Do you know which realm my mother is in?

[kingofthelight]

"I am anonymous. And I would like to kiss your face, Mr King Wrynn." - Not Kyle. And certainly not drunk.

“I can certainly agree to that!” He kisses Kyle on the mouth.

[time-lost-exiles]

Kyle would have returned the kiss, but at the moment, was busy staring at the king in wide-eyed surprise, his lips stained by the red wine.

"Anduin?" He blinked. "I'm not dreaming, am I?"

[kingofthelight]

Anduin blinked back at him, realizing what he had just done. And in public.

"I. Uh. I should go." He backed up quickly, glancing from side to side anxiously.

[slategraysavior]

“If it would be easier, that way…” She reached out to the hand on his jaw, snaking her fingers around his own and taking him within her grasp. She could not force him to face her, but she shifted to that she was turned somewhat toward him. The feeling of the bare skin on the back of his hand was still new. She idly circled the tip of her thumb there, unsure of what else was necessary.

The second wave warmed her skin even further– until she could no longer call it warm, but instead feverish. She shuddered in place, her hands gripping his own, and though she remained in a fixed position– her flesh contracted, convulsed beneath her skin in ways that should have been excruciating.

But they were not. She felt… again, burning hot inside. Spittle escaped from between her gritted teeth, her mind too focused on processing and withstanding what was happening to her to care for her dignity.

Her pale hair fell over closed eyes, and she leaned her head against his bare chest.

In her mind, deep within her mind, she called:

Light, give me strength.

She seized again.

He was going to cum his pants again if they continued like this.

But.

He couldn’t help it. He had to see how far this could go. How far she could go. Without closing his eyes, he furrowed his brow and called upon as much Light as he possibly could and pumped it straight into her through their connection.

Light, give me strength not to cum in my pants again…

[slategraysavior]

“Regardless, it suits you. And I do wonder what this… device… is, that you’ve told me about.”

When they were both clean, Sylvanas with a pale towel wrapped around her torso, she found her answer. A handheld machine, that looked– as much gnomish technology did– one wrong button-press or splash of water from shorting out.

“This is what you use?” she asked Anduin, her voice casual, though she eyed the device with a hint of apprehension. Her hair was still wet, nearly dripping, but she wasn’t sure which button did what.

[kingofthelight]

He nodded, wiping his hands dry before grabbing the device and setting it to the lowest setting. It blew hot air gently towards them, and Anduin began to use it on his hair, slowly drying it out. “I usually set it much higher, but it’s quite loud…”

[slategraysavior]

She savored the warm wind of the hair-dryer, unfamiliar though it was. And she nodded, but it was not long before her attention turned to another matter.

Quietly, she began to glance about the bathroom. She was looking for something– and once she had found it, she set to work on her own hair. Two braids, close to her head, were forming side-by-side down her scalp. On either wrist were Anduin’s hairties, two of many.

Warmth was still new. She wondered aloud: “Does it not burn, at too high a setting?”

And yet, she would have taken it. If only to know.

[kingofthelight]

"I mean, not usually. I set it at the second highest setting-- it's only burst into flames once!" He gave her an awkward smile, knowing he wasn't very convincing. "But, uh. Yeah. There's a risk to using it."

[slategraysavior]

@kingofthelight

A gloved hand gripped her arm-- nearly hard enough to hurt. She stopped, eyes flickering down to where her gray skin had gone a bloodless yellow. He would speak with her-- he would have words, and he would have them now.

"Yes, little Lion?"

She knew the grip as soon as she felt it. His hand trembled, still soft in its glove, and she turned her head to fix him with a soft, no doubt irritating smile. The peace talks she had been ready to leave were one of a series, one of many hopeless litanies of differences between them.

"Speak your mind."

Behind the both of them, she could see Nathanos' eyes go wide with indignation.

[slategraysavior]

The arrow flew. She looked up, from the shaky stance he had taken to where it had pierced its target.

Just below the bullseye. Not enough force, or so she suspected. "Good," she offered, taking another arrow and holding it between two fingers. She came closer, reaching one long arm under his own to nock the arrow. "But I could help you fire with more force."

Sylvanas was just behind him now, close enough that the static electricity brewing between them was nearly tangible. Her hand hovered over his side, fingers playing in the air. "May I?"

[kingofthelight]

He frowned at the shot-- if his father was here, he'd be reprimanded for not getting a bullseye his first attempt, though gently corrected to do better.

But he wasn't here anymore.

"Uh, sure, go right ahead," he murmured, feeling a little distant from himself.

[slategraysavior]

Sylvanas pressed against his back slightly as she closed in. As though she were sculpting him, pulling him into the shape of a heroic statue, she guided him to turn slightly to his right.

First, her hand was at his side. Then, she set his arms in place. Her brow furrowed in her concentration, summoning the one ideal of form burned more deeply into her mind than almost any other.

Finally, her own leg grazed his ankle. "One foot forward," she muttered. "Then try again."

[kingofthelight]

Anduin nodded, steeling himself for the shot with a deep breath. Then, he let loose the arrow, inhaling sharply when it struck the bullseye. "W- Wow! I did it!"

[timeslongchanged]

@kingofthelight The High King of the Alliance had been meaning to visit Shattrath City, to meet with the naaru A'dal.

But routine maintenance on the portals was underway, checking and renewing the threads of the arcane which wore so easily with so little time. The mages had missed one crucial flaw which appeared in the portal to Outland.

Its anchor in time.

Anduin would find himself hurtling through a blinding void, then dropped into a river. To his left, a hill capped with a gargantuan, one-eyed skull. To his right, the bone-posts and leather tents of the Warsong-- surrounding what appeared to be a mountain of white crystal.

Wolves whined and howled in the distance, their counterpoint the throttling rumble of Orcish voices. They were coming for him.

[timeslongchanged]

There was silence as she looked him over. The firelight did little to show his state, but he didn't yet look so ill as she had felt in the worst throes of the pox.

She sat the bowl in his lap, and her rough hand shifted on his back-- not to shake him, this time, but to support him as though she were propping up a child's doll.

"You will need your strength." She turned the spoon in the bowl, so that its end faced him. She would not make him eat... but she would not stop him. She watched, herself leaning back onto an elbow and looking back and forth. From Anduin to the bonfire. From the bonfire to Anduin.

Many thoughts waited within her.

[kingofthelight]

He was ravenous. The young king slurped up the soup, not paying mind to the spoon as it rested against his cheek. Once the broth was finished, he set his sights on the meat, going much slower than before in his chewing, so as not to choke.

Once he completed his meal, he set the bowl on his lap, eyes struggling to stay open. "Thank you..."

[kingofthelight]

Joli: -hops on back- FORWARD MY VALIANT STEED!

//Wrathion may or may not have given her sugar...//

He lets out a yelp and falls over.

[thchildoflight]

-blinks- -scowls- I'm not that heavy!

[kingofthelight]

It took me by surprise!

[the-blxck-prince]

kingofthelight​:

Anduin huffed a gentle laugh, remorseful that he had to hear such a sweet sentiment in this situation. Before he could stop himself, the king found himself crawling towards the dragon, placing his furry head in his lap.

The dragon prince looked down at the worgen resting on him, his lips curving gently into a wide smile and parting slightly, exposing his fangs. Oh, this was quite a sight. He couldn’t resist running a hand through Anduin’s thick, blond fur. 

“You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” Wrathion breathed a long, quiet sigh as he attempted to soothe the beast with his warm touch.

[kingofthelight]

He blinked slowly, thinking for a moment, before huffing and nodding as best he could. "Warm..." he muttered, shutting his eyes and leaning into his stomach.

[kingofthelight]

I wanted to discuss something that has been on my mind for some time...I just need to find the words.

Then speak, Banshee.

[kingofthelight]

[kingofthelight]

(ugh, im so sorry yall. depression has been really bad lately thanks to covid isolation and a fucked up sleep schedule. ill be on and off randomly, but remember im always available on discord)

[kingofthelight]

Am I doing this right?

[kingofthelight]

Joli: -hops on back- FORWARD MY VALIANT STEED!

//Wrathion may or may not have given her sugar...//

He lets out a yelp and falls over.

[kingofthelight]

I need conversation, that's how it's your problem.

Ughhh. Fine. It's not like I can do anything about it anyways. What do you want to discuss.

[kingofthelight]

I'm kind of bored.

And that's my problem how?

[kingofthelight]

Little Lion.

Banshee. How can I not help you today?

[kingofthelight]

Every night I pen my thoughts onto paper as though we've been exchanging letters. Even if these words will never reach you, writing in my journal is something I always look forward to doing after a long day.

It's been several years since we parted ways yet I still find myself reminiscing the years of our youth.

I know how much of those years you've lost while bearing the weight of the crown. I wish I were brave enough to take you with me. We could have lived like the true adventurers we dreamed to be. Imagine the things we could have accomplished together. If only we had the freedom to just be ourselves...

Never a day goes by without my yearning to see your face again. Wherever you are in your life now, my dearest Anduin, I hope that Time has been treating you well.

love, k.

He wipes away a tear, rolling the letter up and placing it in a secret drawer in his desk. "You too, Kyle."