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a monster hunter crossover au of @ahkrinjun.pookie.gay | tw for heavy body horror | icon by the lovely and talented mythlorn
survives, something else will follow suit to finish the job.
August 3, 2025 at 8:42 PM
dandy!

errughhch.

it is not Pebbles' job to diagnose him. it could be any number of light-forsaken things from home, as much of a hellscape as Azeroth *is. he appreciates the concern ( not the fuss ), but he would rather, as they say, wait it out.

if it kills him, it kills him, if he —
August 3, 2025 at 8:42 PM
full recognition will eventually dawn. if not. . . if not, perhaps knowledge was never meant to be in the first place.
August 3, 2025 at 8:32 PM
white, pockmark the back of his hand in agitated polkadots, and the claws at the end of his fingertips look equally as agitated— though they themselves have stopped hurting as much.
August 2, 2025 at 2:31 AM
make it happen. I just want— ” fuck's sake, he wants it to end.

the agony, the dreams of his own city burning. . .

taking a *smaller step forward, Anduin offers his hand to the open air, his oversized sleeve pulling back out reveal what has been made of his hand.

some scales black, some —
August 2, 2025 at 2:31 AM
forward, Anduin realizes that his hope might make him come off as quite intense, and he checks himself with a hearty mental slap.

he's almost holding his breath.

“ Please. If there is help for me, I can repay the favour tenfold, *twentyfold, whatever you and your allies may fancy. I can —
August 2, 2025 at 2:31 AM
he seems *learned, through all the nervousness, and perhaps that allows a little false hope to trickle through the dammed up crevices of the priest-king's mind. maybe this can be fixed. maybe. . . maybe the nightmares will stop, maybe. . .

“ You're certain there's help for me? ” half a step —
August 2, 2025 at 2:31 AM
not even with the extensive effort Anduin's position as royalty requires back home ( though he *would resent that implication ).

not the Prophet Velen. not any of the priests in the Netherlight Temple. not the Mistweavers in Pandaria.

but this— this stranger— this stranger is familiar in this, —
August 2, 2025 at 2:31 AM
reaching for it until he feels himself being stared at, and promptly freezes like he's been caught mid-crime, looking from the weapon to the felyne artisan and back again.
August 2, 2025 at 2:02 AM
unable to help his curiosity, Anduin approaches @felynetherush.bsky.social, eyes on their project and head tilting to the side just a hint.

shiny.

a weapon, no doubt, but he finds himself quite dismissive of that through the distraction of how polished the weapon is.

he doesn't realize he's —
August 2, 2025 at 2:02 AM
from Medy. something a healer can appreciate considering the wealth of knowledge he's missing out on.

it's by the smithy that he stumbles across a new face, a felyne with rich grey fur and a distinct circle of lighter grey upon their forehead, pouring over a project that's been set aside. —
August 2, 2025 at 2:02 AM
remember.

though aloofness does not apply to all.

Anduin has found himself chatting with the felynes that help run this whole expedition more often than humans or wyverians. they've got more knowledge than one might assume at a passing glance, and he's even learned a few tips and tricks —
August 2, 2025 at 2:02 AM
maybe he's beginning to appreciate this subsect of the guild more and more as time goes on. everyone is quite kind— though some *are remarkably aloof at times, he cannot say that is something new to him. back home, masters of their trade are much the same way, have been for as long as Anduin can —
August 2, 2025 at 2:02 AM
ooc.

I was fun playing with you!!! ill be elated when you eventually surpass me in hr <3
August 2, 2025 at 1:46 AM
just led a peckish Lala Barina in the handler's direction.

“ Heads up. You're about to have company. ” Anduin spoke up, trying to keep his voice level.
July 30, 2025 at 1:31 AM
investigate.

there he would find @erik.adores.monster, seikret nipping at the back of the handler's attire with an impatient grumble as the handler themself leaned close to a fallen tree branch, eyes on a bird that Anduin hadn't leaned to recognize, notebook open.

ah.

and Anduin had —
July 30, 2025 at 1:31 AM
assume not. You are adapted to this forest and your species has likely endured the rain for centuries. ”

in his lapse of silence, Anduin swore he heard a seikret fussing at someone through the trees, and it was at that that he broke into a jog, his spider “ friend ” forgotten as he went to —
July 30, 2025 at 1:31 AM
make quiet remarks to it over his shoulder as it made its hauntingly beautiful sounds back at him.

” Does the rain ever bother you? ” he inquired over his shoulder, met only by the sound of the Lala Barina creeping closer behind what it no doubt hoped would be a quick meal. “ Hm. I would —
July 30, 2025 at 1:31 AM
so pretty. a Lala Barina, elegant and graceful. probably one of his favourite creatures in the forest, for as much time as he'd spent hiding amongst the thick trees and simply watching the forest itself flourish.

besides, it stalking him enabled him to pretend he had some company, allowed him to —
July 30, 2025 at 1:31 AM
threat they could likely scent on the wind.

the occasional monster, however, did not flee— tempered monsters, Anduin thought they were called— and one had begun to tail him some time ago. likely stalking him, yes, but it was quite difficult to feel threatened when the monster doing so was —
July 30, 2025 at 1:31 AM