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aussielight · 1 year
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Iridikron is unleashed!
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beamingdesign · 7 months
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little things that matter
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noxith-sky · 11 months
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Absolutely terrified of what blizz is going to do with Vyranoth, the female ice primal incarnate. I can see the misonongist trope they could use clear as day.
Iridikron just let Fyrakk absorb shadowflame. On purpose and with intent. He let his "brother" fall to corruption because it would serve his own ends.
So, the fear with Vyranoth, is that Iridikron will do the same thing, betray and corrupt her. But because Vyranoth is a girlboss and more aware then Fyrakk, she'll actually understand she's be betrayed.
My fear is that she will ask the players to kill her when she becomes corrupted. And I fucking hate that trope. And it would be so easy for blizzard to do.
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anaid-queen · 1 year
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me: i love all Primal Incarnates equally
me after seeing the Secrets of the Reach cinematic: VYRANOTH MY QUEEN 🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩
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katieskarlette · 1 year
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The Primal Incarnates concept art
I couldn’t find this image anywhere on Tumblr so I figured I’d upload it.  Plus I realized my #primal incarnates tag was empty and had to rectify that.
So yeah.  Cool elemental protodragons.  Can’t wait to see models for Raszageth’s buddies in game.
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toastvogel · 1 year
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Special Souls – the Primal Incarnates
The latest events on Azeroth has also reached the Shadowlands and while Wild Gods, Aspects and Loas still immediately go to Ardenweald to be reborn and all winged Creatures go to its Subrealm G'hani, it was decided that the Primal Incarnates are NOT allowed to be immediately brought to one of those two Afterlifes but rather kept in special Afterlife under Pelagos own watch for he suspects, that they'll NOT be happy to be send to the Shadowlands rather than the elemental plains like all elemental beings. He feared that this immensely powerful souls could be a danger for the Afterlife they end in if they don't get time to come to terms with their faith.
The claim was proofed correct not just with their servants but also with the Incarnates themselves because as the Kyrian ferried Raszageth, the Archon herself needed to be called to bring the pissed off Proto Drake to Oribos.
The current situation with them is, that they are either kept in their own separate afterlives that mimic their deepest wish or if they so choose and have been approved by the Arbiter, to be sorted to a pre-determined Eternal One that could house the Dragon best.
The Winter Queen would be getting Vyranoth for her nature harmonies best with the Queen, Renathal and his Harvesters would take care of Iridikron for Revendreth is not just experienced in cunning and skilled souls but Iridikrons ability to shape the earth has piqued the interest of the Stonewright. Kyrestia has agreed to take in Raszageth since the Incarnate might have given her and her people a lot of trouble but her control over the wind is something Kyrestia is looking forward to use in the training of her Ascended. Due to his fiery nature and the simple worry that the Drake will set entire Afterlives on fire just because he can, Fyrakk will stay in his separate realm under Pelagos command but will be allowed to aid him and his Hand Nikolon.
While especially for Iridikron, Maldraxxus would be much better suited, the Primus is currently a bit under surveillance since the question has come up WHY Zovaal was SO perfectly versed in a type of magic the Primus invented and why the Primus hid his sigil but didn't felt the need to inform his siblings. Until he can answer this questions sufficiently, Maldraxxus will not get any soul of such potent power unless they agree to have an autonomous council watch over the soul in question.
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nzoth-the-corruptor · 5 months
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gonna do the Wrathion n Vyranoth quests tonight
I'll cry if it doesn't mention that Vyranoth operated one of the Primalist spy/sabotage networks during the War of the Scaleborn, because not only would that be a massive missed opportunity for them to bond over the same hat, it'll just cement that that novel was a waste of the paper it was printed on.
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freejamtime · 11 months
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bitches will overlook the main storyline and get soooo attached to one-off side npc characters mentioned for 0.2 seconds in a questline and the kingdoms theyre from. it's me i'm bitches
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grassbreads · 7 months
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Up way late at night due to reasons and killed a bug in my kitchen that was either an extremely small cockroach or an upsettingly roachlike moth and it’s fucking haunting me
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aussielight · 5 months
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one-winged-dreams · 1 year
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andromedasummer · 1 year
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i don't think anything in this world has gotten me so pointlessly yet ferociously angry, ever, as the time someone tagged one of my posts about my special interest with this jokey "no its different you wouldn't understand op" i felt like braining someone with a rock i wanted to kill something whenever i think of it i feel apoplectic. this is MY realm. it is MINE. it is ME.
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starr-n-ahh · 22 days
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thinkin' about my silly little tma sona,,, marked by the end as a wee babe, then the flesh, then the vast, then the slaughter, only to willingly dive into the spiral cus i think the incomprehensible is just neat
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thesketchykids · 11 months
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Grinning Vanguard's Triumph Over Primal Council: Conquering WoW's Vault of the Incarnates
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toastvogel · 1 year
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Why were souls delivered to the Shadowlands even through the Archon knew about the Arbiters slumber?
I currently have regained some energy and that means I can work on my Version of the Shadowlands again.
So Head canon incoming:
Worlds in the Living Realms can only hold a certain amount of power before they collapse and explode due to the massive overload. Those explosions not only destroy every living being on the planet but also every soul related to that world – still on it or not. While the potency of “living” energy can be shifted, mutated and even expelled; the potency of “death” energy or anima stays the same and adds to the worlds limits. When exceeding a worlds limit and those worlds therefor explode, the effect ripples through the Shadowlands as well and can be catastrophic, for such bursts hailing from the world of the living can't be controlled by the Death.
In the very early stages of Cosmos there had been more than one incident with such collapsing worlds and the Ripple – while mainly inconvenient for the Lead Realms – it is devastating for their Subrealms or even smaller impended realms for those can not only loose a significant amount of their population but also be extinguished when hit by a Ripple. So it was better to still ferry the deceased to the Shadowlands and have them be collected on a later date from one place than risk multiple Ripples and cause incalculable damage to the Shadowlands.
The much bigger problem was the lag of an emergency protocol for a situation like the drought. The Eternal Ones stay out of each others business per order by the First Ones and so Kyrestia had to trust in the Arbiters people to find a solution to the problems resulting out of their Gods slumber because even though all of the Eternal Ones have large rooms for maneuvering, straying too far from their purpose would result in termination.
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celestialwhoree · 2 months
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Someone sent this to my inbox but
Simon X Uniform kink!reader🥴🩷
nsfw below the cut 💕 mdni
Normally, when Simon gets home, his first port of call is stripping off his balaclava, changing from his uniform. He leaves Ghost at the door. Your quiet, peaceful home shouldn’t be tainted by the shadow of death that lingers perpetually at his back.
To him, there’s a stigma around Ghost, around his whole career, making a life out of ending others’. Ghost gets left in the threshold of your entrance hall, dropped onto the welcome home mat and replaced by Simon. To you, it’s impossible to ignore the way he looks darkening your doorstep like death incarnate, so powerful, the epitome of brute, primal human strength. He exudes such power, such masculinity. It makes you feel weak in the most wonderful way.
Just once, you find yourself pleading for him to leave his uniform on, to let Ghost in. To take away the stigma of the thing that haunts your life. With tentative agreement and a hand on the small of your back, you’re guided back to the bedroom.
You know that Ghost will be rough, not like the soft, gentle dominance of Simon - who knows that he barely has to lift a finger to have you pliant under his touch. Ghost believes in no such thing. Ghost is a killer. A violent man who has no concept of gentleness or grace. If you want Ghost to fuck you, he’ll fuck you halfway to hell and back. The way you’re thrown down onto the bed is only a testament to how unyielding Ghost is, shredding your panties with his teeth without a word, just a growl of agreement when he sees you glistening wet.
There’s no warning when he plunges two fingers into your glistening pussy, his nails digging into the curve of your side when you cry out, a warning - a threat. He doesn’t take off his bulletproof vest, doesn’t flinch when you wrap your fingers in the velcro straps, only looking down at you with cruel knowing. Before you know it, he’s yanking down his fly, hardly bothering to pull down his jeans. He doesn’t need to. Ghost is tactical. Ghost doesn’t care for feelings.
The way his cock springs from his boxers, hard up against his abdomen, had you flinching. He makes you nervous. This Ghost is worlds away from your Simon, and it’s easy to see why people fear him so much.
You’re tempted to whine when he notches his tip against your already sensitive clit, quickly silenced by his fingers covered in your taste filling your mouth leaving you almost shamefully gagging, tears springing to your eyes.
“Been practically beggin’ me to fuck you for days now and now you’re whinin’?” He growls cruelly into your ear, his free hand finding your hip to position you. You don’t get a chance to think before his tip is thumping painfully into your cervix, leaving you crying out as you claw at his vest, his mask, anything to keep some semblance of control. He keeps a brutal pace, cruel taunts mixing with praise for how well you take him, what a perfect slut you are.
His hand pressing down slightly on the bulge in your tummy is what sends you over the edge, Simon’s brown eyes melting into stars and blinding white light as he pulls out of you, pumping his shaft and spurting ropes of hot cum on your abdomen, leaving the both of you heaving.
Ghost trickles down the shower drain along with sweat and dirt and cum, Simon washing your hair carefully as you lean your head into the crook of his neck, letting hot water pummel down your back.
“I love you. All of you.” You confess into his skin, finally content to have seen all of Simon. Not just the nice bits.
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