#more tyrajin

[robotdragonfanatic]

Can anyone help me find this Tyrajin fic, please? Found it thanks to Ao3 final location

Does anyone know what happened to that one long but unfinished Tyrathan Khort/Vol'jin fic on Ao3 where Tyrathan had to stay in Orgrimmar and interacted with the Horde?

It was set after Shadow of Pandaria but Garosh's trial and the subsequent content hadn't been piblished yet so the author did their own thing.

I know that doesn't narrow it down much and i wish I remembered more about it... but it was years since I read it

[youngdarkspear]

Have some happy Tyrajin because we all deserve that

[knicks-knacks]

tyrathan dies to save vol'jins life, and then vol'jin flat out says "this one isn't yours" to the loa of death, practically threatening bwonsamdi, daring him to take what is his, because he's so desperate to save tyrathan he's willing to defy a loa. and when bwonsamdi gives in, he refers to tyrathan as vol’jins man

anyways basically what I'm saying is if blizzard doesn't make this canon they're cowards bc it practically already is

[doodlingadventures]

HEY BITCHES, GUESS WHO’S BACK AGAIN WITH HER BULLSHIT??

[silver-soo]

Why... I dunno...

I just love Tyrajin xD

[thicc-cj]

THANK YOU FOR BRINGING TYRAJIN BACK INTO MY LIFE I'M CRYING

AKJVSKDJGB U WELCOME ♥

(Btw im reading a 118 chapter long tyrajin story on ao3, i can send you a link if you want :3c)

[tyrajin]

Tyrathan headcanon: A different POV

[this is kind of Tyrajin but only marginally hence the title] Now I’ll admit I’m not /quite/ up to date with WoW lore, but tell me please, how many ‘working class’ human characters are there currently?? Clearly fleshed out ones, I mean.

'Cause I don’t think there’s a lot.

I might be totally wrong about this ofc, but I like to headcanon most of the human population of Azeroth as……. not the smartest / most educated bunch out there, let’s just say. How many of them have actually gone to school / received proper education (& not just arms training)? How many of them have even met a member of the Horde outside the battlefield (and closer up then 5 yards / in passing)? How many have ever even thought to question the 'hatred’ they’re supposed to have for The Enemy?

Of course, there are exceptions. Tyrathan, for example. My headcanon is that his parents never sent him to school (not enough money and/or didn’t deem it important) and died in a raid when he was still young(-ish), but he never let any of that temper his inherent curiousity and will to live / explore / understand. [see my headcanon about how he loves to travel & learn other peoples’ cultures & languages] He has always been one of the blessed few who actually asked more than once why they were even fighting. He might not have made a lot of friends with that attitude, but that sure as hell wasn’t going to deter him either. Neither was it when guys he hooked up with occasionally denied it all come morning, fearing punishment / social exclusion. The singular only time he gave in to social pressure was when everyone just kept bugging him about getting married, like c'mon, how can you be in your late twenties and not yet have found a single woman who likes you???? ('It’s not about that’, he tries to argue, but they won’t listen, and then he meets Sayla (my hc for his wife’s name) and goes 'oh she’s hot, and nice I guess, is this love??? oh wth I’ll give it a go, maybe ppl will stop bothering me then.’)

….. What I’m trying to say is that I basically headcanon 70-80% (the ones we see least/nothing about in the lore) of the humans of Azeroth as a pretty closed-minded (read: racist & homo-/biphobic), not very well educated society Tyrathan is a blessed (but lonely) exception from.

And that’s, in a way, a blessing, when he (see my happy!AU) gets all his knowledge of the inner workings of that vastly ignored but actually p important group of people through to Vol'jin (or, well, directly to Varian [Tyr just venting all his years of frustration & anger at him in the sassiest way possible is my guiltiest pleasure of a fic fantasy tbh]), basically surmising smth like 'if we want peace, we’ve got to start with /education/’.

Idk, just, Tyrathan Khort, man. He gives me Feelz.

[ao3feed-tyrajin]

The right choice of words

by SerpenLupus

Set during Shadows of the Horde, Vol'jin and Tyrathan start a game of who can rile up/embarass the other more by throwing thinly veiled provocative comments at eachother. Chaos ensue

Words: 1428, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: World of Warcraft, Warcraft - All Media Types

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Tyrathan Khort, Vol'jin (Warcraft), Chen Stormstout, Taran Zhu, Yalia Sagewhisper

Relationships: Tyrathan Khort/Vol'jin, tyrajin

Additional Tags: Flirting, Bad Flirting, Comedy, I don't even know if this can be called flirting, two dumbases collide, the shadopan suffers the consequences, forgive my bad writtin and-or weird expressions

from AO3 works tagged 'Tyrathan Khort/Vol'jin' https://ift.tt/3zOuzil

[enrinkari]

Ambush

Note: YUP MORE TYRAJIN SHIT FUCK YOU.

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Tyrathan was never a fan of the holiday Love is in the Air. It felt very fake and way too commercial for his liking. He participated in it, of course. His ex-wife and kids had loved the holiday, and he loved to see them happy, so he did it for them. Now, however, he was wishing the whole holiday would disappear.

"I don't be seein' why ya be actin' like this, love," Vol'jin sighed. They were in the throne room in Orgrimmar, Vol'jin sitting and Tyrathan standing far away, back turned to Vol'jin. "Ya know dese necklaces be meanin' nuthin' but a means for dese adventurers to get some of da tokens da vendor be needin'." Right as he finished saying this, a group of three female trolls came in to deliver their necklaces, giggling and blushing as they handed them to Vol'jin. One of them even blew him a kiss as they ran out, laughing at each other.

"Oh yeah, they seemed to be here just for the tokens," Tyrathan huffed. He didn't like that he felt jealous. He knew Vol'jin would never leave him, but he had also thought that about his ex-wife. "I'm going to go shoot at targets. i'll be back later." He stormed out of the building before Vol'jin could say anything, leaving the troll feeling very confused and, honestly, a little hurt.

When Vol'jin could finally get away from the adventurers a few hours later, he went immediately to the practice range. However, no one there had seen Tyrathan that day. Walking around the city, no one else had remembered seeing him. Starting to panic, Vol'jin went to their private dorm. Tyrathan wasn't there, but a note was.

Dearest Vol'jin,

I do apologize for how I acted today. This holiday just isn't a good holiday for me for various reasons. As such, I will be away on a hunt for the remainder of the holiday. Please know it has nothing to do with you, and I will return. I just need some alone time.

Yours eternally,

Tyrathan

Vol'jin felt his heart drop. Two weeks without his human? That was the longest they've been apart since they reunited after Vol'jin became Warchief. What was bothering Tyrathan so much, and why couldn't he talk to Vol'jin about it? Vol'jin flopped face down on their bed and sighed. His human was so confusing sometimes.

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Fwoosh.

The sound of his arrow flying through the air towards his target was always music to Tyrathan's ears. The death squeal of the basilisk that the arrow hit was like a symphony. He walked over to his kill and started to skin it. He could sell both the skin and the meat for a decent price back in Orgrimmar.

It had been a week since Tyrathan fled to be alone, and while his heart ached to be back by Vol'jin's side, he knew it was better if he was away. Being alone also gave him time to try to sort through his issues and try to convince himself that what had happened to him before would never happen again with Vol'jin.

The snapping of a branch brought him back to reality. There was nothing - and no one - in sight, which made the snapping even more suspicious. Focusing intently, he silently drew his bow and let out an arrow. It landed in the arm of a stealthed Gurubashi troll, causing him to break out of stealth and cry out in pain. Tyrathan's eyes narrowed. He was about to be ambushed. Quickly he turned around and let loose another arrow, this time into the throat of another troll. Breaking their stealth, five other trolls ran towards Tyrathan, weapons at the ready. Tyrathan quickly sent arrows their way, and a few found homes in the trolls' bodies, but it didn't slow them down. One was quicker than the rest and raised his club up high, ready to smash Tyrathan's head in. He shot an arrow at the troll's feet, causing the troll to jump over it, surprised. As the troll was in the air, Tyrathan bent down and caught the troll with his shoulder. He then flipped the troll over his back and the troll landed with a thud. Tyrathan stabbed him in the neck with an arrow, taking care of one of his attackers.

The other four, now a little wary of this hunter with close combat moves, still charged at him but as one unit now. Tyrathan gave a leap backwards, firing off four more arrows in quick succession. Three of them landed in the legs of three different trolls and they stumbled to the ground screaming. As Tyrathan landed, however, his bad leg gave out and he rolled on the ground a few feet. When he finally stopped and tried to pick himself back up, he had just enough time to look up before the last troll brought his club down on head, knocking him out cold.

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It had been a restless week for Vol'jin. Sleeping without Tyrathan by his side didn't feel right, and when he could sleep, he had nightmares constantly. Either Tyrathan was leaving him for good, or Tyrathan hated him, or worst of all, Tyrathan was dead. However he had to keep a happy face on for the adventurers. Walking towards the throne room, he rubbed his face with his hands. Just one more week of this. He could do it.

"My my my, someone been missin' dey beauty sleep," he heard a voice laugh behind him. Vol'jin knew that voice. He stopped walking and quickly turned around. "Bwonsamdi, wat you be doin' 'ere?"

"Can't I check up on one of my favorite trolls?" Bwonsamdi smiled. The smile gave Vol'jin the shivers.

"I not be dyin' today, Bwonsamdi, so ya should be gettin' back to wherever ya should be."

Bwonsamdi shook his head. "Vol'jin, do ya remember our last meetin'?" How could Vol'jin forget it. He had begged Bwonsamdi to return Tyrathan to the living world after the human sacrificed himself to save Vol'jin. "What I be tellin' ya dat day?" Bwonsamdi continued. "Dat it wasn't forever, right?" Bwonsamdi gave off a low laugh. "I wish I had known that ya not be keepin' him that long or else I might 'ave said no!"

Vol'jin looked at Bwonsamdi confused for a few seconds before he understood what the Loa of Death meant. He felt his whole body grow cold and felt his heart fall into his stomach. "Tyrathan..." he whispered softly.

"Oh don't be crying now, mon," Bwonsamdi teased, walking over to Vol'jin and putting an arm around him. "Your human not be dead yet. But he's almost there, and well... I be waiting for 'im." Bwonsamdi laughed again, but then yelped when Vol'jin held him against the wall by his neck.

"WHERE BE TYRATHAN?!" Vol'jin roared at him, his eyes almost glowing red with anger. "IF YOU NOT BE TELLIN' ME AND HE ENDS UP DEAD I SWEAR I WILL PERSONALLY END YOU MYSELF BWONSAMDI!"

For the first time in maybe ever, the Loa was scared. "Okay, okay, mon! I be telling you! Just don't be hurting my face! That's my money maker!" Vol'jin slowly put Bwonsamdi down, but stayed glaring at him. "He be in the Stranglethorn Vale. Look, I'll open a gate there, but that's it. Up to ya if he dies." He raised up a death gate from the ground. Vol'jin shot one last dirty look at Bwonsamdi and went through the gate.

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Tyrathan's head was pounding as he slowly came to. He heard voices talking in Zandali, and decided to keep his eyes closed so they would think he was still out cold.

<This human is too dangerous! We can't keep him alive. We need to get rid of him.>

<I've always wanted to see what human tasted like...>

<You're always hungry! Stop thinking with your stomach for once!>

<Hey, wait a minute guys. I think I recognize this one.>

<What do you mean?>

<This one is Vol'jin's pet!>

<What?! Really?!>

<Yeah! I bet we could use him to get anything we wanted out of Vol'jin!>

<Or maybe... we could lure Vol'jin into a trap and kill 'em! They we can rule the Horde for the Gurubashi!>

<Now see what happens when you think with your head not your stomach?>

<You will NOT harm Vol'jin,> Tyrathan mumbled. He had no strength to fight, but he would do what he could to prevent them from hurting his troll.

<Whoa! He can speak our language!> One of the trolls walked over to Tyrathan. <I can't believe Vol'jin's pet knows so many tricks. Maybe he also knows how to sleep.> The troll punched Tyrathan in the stomach, knocking the wind out of him and causing him to pass out again.

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The death gate had put Vol'jin at the sight of Tyrathan's attack. He couldn't help but be a little proud that his human had gotten some of his attackers, but he knew he didn't get all of them. He growled when he noticed they were Gurubashi. He wanted to wipe them all out here and now, but he had to first focus on getting Tyrathan back. He got down on his knees and began to "pray," as Tyrathan called it. <Gonk, the great hunter Loa. Please hear my plea. Help me track down and hunt the ones who took my mate from me. Help me save him.> Almost instantly he could feel Gonk give him a boost in power. He could see the way the trolls had taken Tyrathan. He began to run in that direction, hoping he wouldn't be too late.

He found them around a campfire in some ruins. There were five of them, though one of them was still healing a wound in his arm. He looked around and saw Tyrathan, tied up and on the ground, unconscious and breathing fast. Vol'jin tried to control his rage and think of a plan, but then he saw one of the trolls kick Tyrathan in the stomach, causing blood to come out of his mouth. Vol'jin felt the anger overtake him, and he roared, running into the camp faster than a troll should, eyes red with rage.

The five trolls jumped to attention, but before they could even think about what was happening, Vol'jin threw his spear at one with such speed it went thru him and pierced his heart, killing him instantly. The one closest to the now dead troll watched his buddy fall and turned back to face Vol'jin, but Vol'jin grabbed his head and slammed it into the ground, shattering his skull. He then turned to the other three and roared again, more animal than troll.

The three slowly started to back up, too afraid to run but afraid of staying too. One of them had Tyrathan's bow and quiver, and shot an arrow at Vol'jin. The arrow hit him in the chest, but he just pulled it out. <YOU DARE USE HIS WEAPONS?! YOU DARE HURT MY MATE?!?!> Vol'jin threw the arrow back at the troll, hitting him in the eye. Vol'jin used the distraction to run and remove his spear from the first troll's corpse. As the troll pulled the arrow out of his eye, Vol'jin slashed his throat open and watched the troll quickly bleed out.

The other two decided now would be the best time to run away. Vol'jin wouldn't allow them to, however. He tackled one of them and easily ripped his head off. He threw the head at the other head, knocking him down. Before he could get up, Vol'jin was on top of his, squeezing his throat and choking him. <WHEN YOU SEE BWONSAMDI, TELL HIM HE'S NOT IN THE CLEAR YET,> Vol'jin growled as he squeezed the troll's throat tighter and tighter until the troll no longer moved. Vol'jin stood up straight and roared, ready to kill the rest of the Gurubashi.

"Vol...jin..." he heard Tyrathan call out softly and all his anger, all his strength was gone. He quickly ran over to Tyranthan and carefully picked him up. His human was still breathing fast, but at least he was breathing. "Vol'jin...I'm..."

"Hush now, mon. Save what energy ya can," Vol'jin whispered, running a hand gently down Tyrathan's face. "You're okay now. We'll get ya to a nearby camp and then get ya home and 'eal up, okay?" Tyrathan nodded his head slightly before he lost consciousness again. Vol'jin held him tight and ran to the nearest camp. He had to get Tyrathan healed soon or Bwonsamdi would be getting six souls from the Stranglethorn Vale.

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This didn't feel like the afterlife. If it was, the afterlife felt like a giant bed. He slowly opened his eyes and realized he wasn't dead, but in his bed in Orgrimmar. He slowly sat up, then winced in pain. His head was still killing him, along with his stomach and leg. But he was alive. He looked around the room and saw that it was covered in the necklaces from the holiday. He picked up the closest one and his eyes got wide. It was for him from Vol'jin. Looking at the others that were close to him, they were also to him from Vol'jin. He guessed that his troll had made all of them for him. He went to get up but gasped at the pain in his body.

He heard frantic footsteps running towards the door, and it swung open revealing a very worried looking Vol'jin standing there, staring at him. Before Tyrathan could say a single word, Vol'jin rushed to his size and embraced him with a hug that was so tight Tyrathan thought he was going to break in half. "Tyrathan, ya okay!" The troll buried his head in Tyrathan's neck, and Tyrathan felt tears starting to fall from Vol'jin's eyes. "I thought I be losin' ya for good dis time. I be so worried. I... I...."

Tyrathan hugged Vol'jin back, rubbing his troll's back to calm him down. "It's okay Vol'jin. I'm okay, thanks to you. Once again you saved me."

After what seemed like an eternity, they let go of each other, but Vol'jin kept a tight grip on Tyrathan's hand. "Why ya be leavin'? Why can't ya talk ta me about it? Did I do sometin' wrong?"

Tyrathan shook his head. "Of course not. I just..." He sighed. "I am afraid you are going to realize one day that you are too good for me and I'm going to lose you. I've been left once before. That plus the fact this holiday has memories attached to her and my kids, and I just was a mess I guess. I knew it would be better if I was away." He chuckled. "At least I thought it would be better."

Vol'jin pulled Tyrathan into another embrace, but was more gentle this time. "Ya shouldn't be thinkin' like that. I be not too good for ya. Ya be too good for me! But I would never, and will never, leave ya, Tyrathan." He softly gazed into Tyrathan's eyes. "You be my home. My mate. And not even da loas themselves will keep me from being with ya."

Tyrathan snuggled into his troll and sighed happily. "Oh," he said suddenly. "What is with all these necklaces?"

Vol'jin smiled. "I be wantin' to show ya how much I care about ya'. I made dem all myself. And even though dere be many, it still not be enough to show ya' how much I love ya. I just ran out of supplies."

Tyrathan gave Vol'jin a kiss, which the troll returned with a hunger. "With necklace to token conversion, I think you have enough here for a mount. What do you say?" Vol'jin didn't say anything, he just began to kiss Tyrathan all over. His human was so confusing at times, but he loved every minute of it.

[javic-piotr-thane]

Tagged by @iant0jones - thank you ☺️☺️

nicknames: none anymore

gender/pronouns: she/her

star sign: gemini

height: 5′9′’

time: 10:35 PM

birthday: 25/5

favourite bands: panic! at the disco, artic monkeys, florence + the machine, nickelback, fewjar, imagine dragons

favourite solo artists: marina and the diamonds, jeffree star

song stuck in your head: none right now surprisingly enough

last movie you watched: infinity war

last show: gotham :)

why did you create your blog: .. this one, or my tumblr in general? this one should be rather obvious, i liked torchwood XD but the account itself i created partially bc i wanted to, but partially also to talk to an idol of mine 😅

other blogs: oh a lot XD you wanna know them all?? u sure??? well i suppose some already know my Trash Main, @anaid-queen; then there’s my AAU side-sideblog, @ritztower-apt151, my Class blog @greatsaidcharlie, my ‘pretty blog’ @letstakeawalk-downeeriestreet, my aesthetic blogs - private, @antoniasimmons and (atm) dorian-gray specific, @darkaests - and my WoW ship blog, @tyrajin. also two blogs documenting my love-hate/Bitterness about the PC game Prodigy Tactics, @elaefangirl and @thewitnessesoftheendoftheworld respectively.

do you get asks: sometimes

how did you get the idea for your url: welllll anyone who doesn’t know that... probably doesn’t want the spoiler ;)    ((my former url, thatsallweget, i simply picked bc it sounded appropriately torchwoodian (=bleak) ))

i follow: 95 blogs i think?

followers: as of right now, 1050

average hours of sleep: 7-8? i think??

lucky number: 13 :)

instruments: used to play the piano, and can sing. a little. XD

what are you wearing: my Suicide Squad fanshirt <3, jeans and a thick grey jacket that’s ugly but comfy

dream job: author, but i’m not nuts enough to think that’ll actually work out, so either psychological researcher (specifically for personality & motives) or therapist in a rehab clinic for people with behavioral addictions [yes i’ve thought about this a lot lmao]

dream trip: back to Cardiff. that’s gonna be my standard response for at least a few more years i think. (i mean, i’ve been there twice already, but less than 80 hours total and that’s?? A Crime basically???)

significant other: none yet  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

last book i read: does a psychology textbook count for this category if it’s my favorite one?

top 3 fictional universes: i don’t think i can rank them, but they’d be the Whoniverse, the DCEU, and the World of Warcraft [shut up it’s a lot more heartwarming than you’d think]

and once more, i’m not tagging anyone! yay *insert creepily calm smiley here*

[mneiai]

After reading every possible Tyrajin fic on Ao3, then going back and re-reading them, I realized most of them were written by you. So thank you so much for that content, I especially liked the ‘Grace of the Loa’ series. I also am really enjoying ‘Cut Strings’. Good luck in your writing, I hope to read more.

Thank you for the ask! I’ve had some very good encouragement on here that has kept me pumping them out, so there will probably be more to come haha

[knicks-knacks]

hey fun fact vol'jin only says tyrathans name to him once throughout SotH and it's when he's about to confess say goodbye

[knicks-knacks]

please imagine Vol'jin learning more about Light magic and practicing it more so that he can help Tyrathan with his aches and pains

[silver-soo]

More of that Dragon AU lol

Tyrathan is confused, he was looking for a majestic dragon, he got a big scaly cat/dog lol

[doodlingadventures]

I know I’m not very active here, to be honest I only come to this account if there’s any Tyrajin content to post/share, but if you like my art I’m still active over twitter on a few different accounts

@/serpenlupus_art  - Main account, I post most of my art and any thoughts there

@/eychan92 - This is the Tyrajin account. I should actualize it but honestly I feel like we are much more active here than over on Twitter? I’ll try to post the fics there too at least

@/nsfwcrisas - This one <  < .. .  you can Imagine xD I post the nsfw commissions there

[knicks-knacks]

It’s probably a little silly but a big part of why I’m so excited for Shadowlands is that since there’s more Vol’jin there’s more of a chance that more Tyrajin content will be made kjdghjkfd