#lu trans reader

[the-moon-files]

Finding male/masculine reader x lu is rare, so I really appreciate your writings! :) They're very silly and fun /pos

Can I request you do a list of headcanons for a transmasc reader who doesn't pass very well and struggles with dysphoria?? Maybe the reader didn't say anything about it till one of the Link's overheard one of the readers' ramblings to themselves or a conversation?

Take your time, and there is no need if you don't want to. It is a little personal, but it would mean the WORLD to me if you ever could. I'd be interested to see how Wild would take it, as he's probably the most androgynous out of all of them, or how the old man Time would take it, as he'd probably be such a 'dad trying his best' :')

sorry again this ask got dusty!! i am slow 😞

(dont even have to explain why i choose this gif, the girls that get it, get it, and the ones that dont, dont. /ref)

Moon: Trans Masc! Male! Reader (he/him, you/your)

Orbit: who knows atp, headcanons? scenario? sure

Stars: mention of all Links, specifically Wild (BOTW Link), (and Wars a little?? sorry idk where he came out of??)

Comets & Meteors: CWs: trans dysphoria, body image, insecurity, general angst related to being trans, & TWs: gender dysphoria (ftm), graphic description and comments on "your" anxiety, insecurity, low self esteem surrounding transness.

Please take care of yourselves, do not read if these are potential triggers for you. There will always be other trans masc reader posts later! :)

Please comment if I missed any. /gen

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You didnt say anything about it when you met the heroes of the legend of Zelda in person

you had sort of danced around each other as you both fell thru portals into the same Hyrules over and over until Legend finally accused you of being a spy and then you had a nervous blowout of how you kinda knew them but also not

needless to say youve been kidnapped (”We are Not kidnapping him if he doesn’t want to come with us, we’re trying to keep him safe!” - Wars “…yeah. By kidnapping him.” - Four LMAO) jk but there was some interest in you by the shadow (and hylia to some degre with the portals) so they wanted you to tag along just in case

But even after weeks of taking turns helping Wild prep and cook, sharpen weapons, sew holes, and scout potential sleep areas, cracking jokes around the campfire, you never talked about your pronouns, or being trans, only an offhand nod at a merchants clarifying “yes.. ma’am? sir? yes sir!” that luckily spread amongst the group after the Link with you started referring to you with he/him

(you were too scared, what would they think? you normally wouldve told anyone else to fuck off, moved on, but you really cared about these stupid blondes... they were so very: the epitome of a “hero”, traditionally masculine, physically strong, swords and shields and brotherly comradery, each a leader in their own right and now an unstoppable team of power, the sheer amount of fanart back in your own world you used to admire had nothing on these real men… and you? you weren’t even a real boy. clearly too round in places they were angled, too feminine even on your best days, and everyone knew it. you knew it. sometimes, you wondered if the he/him pronouns from them were out of pity, even when you knew they weren’t like that. your mind went to such awful places laying and feeling too much of your body in your bedroll in the night…)

you kept your newly bought traveling cloak on constantly, insisted on baggy ill-fitting pants and tunics, even when Wars or Time would frown in gentle confusion, offering to buy you more and better fitting clothes, you’d always politely decline.

most of them never noticed you cringe and clench your jaw when a waiter would say something like “yes sirs, oh sorry, and lady!”

itd set you back for days, clinging to the back of the group, hood up even in warmer areas, until Wind would insist on staying back with you and cheering you up [ even if he could never get out of you why you would get so defeated looking :( ]

the way you would wait until there was no one around so you could either go into the mens restroom without worrying about possible protests or wide eyed looks (or into the womens on a bad day..)

it struck them as odd, most of the heroes weren’t so oblivious they couldn’t see you laughing and jovially joining in with their antics then hunching in on yourself after a dinner at an inn or a restroom break or even outright pulling away with this hastily concealed heartbroken look on your face when Wars was acting more “gentlemenly” towards you

(unbeknownst to you, he was only doing it to you because he knew you weren’t a “link/hero” and wanted you to feel more cared for, looked out for, but not because of gender at all)

(the small cultural differences between hylian and humans at it again,, sigh rip wars making his first boy crush sad lol)

it was always a persistent and strange mystery to the boys, something that worried them more and more as they began to get to know you more and more,

this sadness and defeat that would seemingly randomly take you down, unable to really get up from it, only push it to the side after too many of Twi’s poor jokes and Wind’s dramatic groaning,

the poor heroes unable to stop it before it happened again (Legend thought it was some kind of PTSD triggers they couldnt spot at one point)

It wasnt until Wild finally, luckily overheard a conversation he wasnt meant to hear, that the pieces clicked together

youd seemingly run into a hylian man who had just been on stage as a dancer for some festival that was going on in this town, and for the first time in weeks, he saw your shoulders drop in relief, not defeat this time

he,,, may have been guilty of stealth crouching his way to a bundle of bushes closer to better hear the conversation (definitely not because he was desperate to help you, to see how the hell some random guy managed to get you to relax and look so relieved when he and the others had been trying for nearly 3 months now)

youd laughed like a weight was finally off your chest as the two of you talking about something about binding? and actually enjoying some feminine things but too afraid to do some of them for fear of... not being seen as a man even more?? what were you-?? oh. Oh.

Oh, Princey.

(a cute, originally kinda mocking, nickname Legend had started about you when u complained abt trying to sleep raw on the forest floor in just an unpadded bedroll, one that Wild would now be employing exclusively where he would’ve just said your name before)

Wild’s heart ached, the understanding so quickly digging such a deep hole in his beating heart he couldn’t think about anything else but you the rest of the day

Say goodbye to the back of the group position you’ve been holding onto, and hello to an entire wardrobe stored in Wild’s tablet because he’s buying every last stylish menswear tunic, pants, boots, belts, hats, ties, fucking cufflinks (you didnt even know any Hyrule had cufflinks?? well now you do babyyy 👉 👉 - Wild, at some point)

mf even gets matching fits, he see smth he would wear? he’s buying you the same thing or the same thing but in your favorite color

longhaired androgenous blonde elf doesnt say shit abt him overhearing ur convo with the first trans masc hylian youd met, only champions (unintentional pun tbh) the crusade of making sure you feel included as another guy in the group with the other links

(secretly tells Wars to clarify his want to just look out for you care for you, knowingly as one man to another, not gay at all rather than as a knight to specifically a lady or something dumb)

the way you suspected smth had changed but only rlly caught on when you all got invited to some big fancy ball in Wars hyrule, scrambling in the castle for a few days to find an outfit (wild insisted on some sort of fancy medival but distinctly hylian suit which u were reluctant but eventually gave into)

(Kinda like this but ur favorite colors that u think look good on you)

and when the Zelda announced it was time for them to choose their partner and be the first to dance, Wild immediately walked past all the giggling and excited whispers of the ladies around them and tugged at your hand with a bright smile until you sputterd and stumbled your way to the center of the ballroom, the slightly stunned looks of the women and even men falling away as you feel your face get hot,

no dress swings out behind either of you, only the sway of the elegant coats you’re both wearing draped over your shoulders, taking turns leading each other, no click of heels only the slight taps of both of your loafers, violins swelling until you end up in the center of room, the audience erupting into applause as all you can do it stare into Wild’s bright blue eyes in shock, his grin boyish and wide with happiness

You stay taking turns dancing with each of the links as the entire ballroom now officially dances into the night, pulling Wild into your first full hug you’ve given any of them the entire time you’ve been with them as you all are sleepily filing back to your given fancy rooms in the castle

(if Wild brags about it in the morning to jealous sleepy glares of the others in the morning, well thats between the other versions of him and himself, no need to tell Princey about it)

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thought abt adding “you avoid hugs, or only do side hugs to avoid chest touching, much to the desperation of every single Link in the camp, esp as they can be as sloppy with physical touch as a male sports team lol”

but didnt wanna find a point to fit it in anywhere bc it was kinda flowing so here it goes instead,

AH- also!! sorry i forgot abt Time in here :( if it helps, i honestly cant think of anything other than him clapping you way too hard on the shoulder as he says gender is a construct of hylians and the trees dont care about that sort of thing or smth fucking cryptic as shit, bc if u look it up he’s actually kinda gender ambiguous i think in the manga when he was a kid in the forest himself i think? youll have to see if theres a tumblr post abt it somewhere, i swear there was.. so even if hes that sort of brand of nonbinary nonunderstanding, hes very supportive and would be a very shiny and hard (whoops he forgot abt the armor sorry) shoulder to cry on if you ever need it (or for him to scare the hell out of someone who didnt get the pronouns right)

hope yall enjoyed!! shellyshoo sorry again but letting ur wonderful ask get dusty! lmk if i did a half decent job

(god i hope so bc i cant be doing my people dirty like this lol)\

Peace out,

🌙 📁

[puddlestories]

An Unusual Situation (18+)

Four x GN/ Male Reader (no gendered pronouns or description)- Four is short, therefore Reader is taller, written from the pov of Four's body

Idea: during the duration of a body swap AU, cursed by a corrupted wizzrobe, you enter into a precarious situation, awaking with an erection, in respect for Four and embarrassment you hide away hoping for it to go away, but maybe Four can help.

CW: sexual content, sub-top Four, dom to sub Four, semi-dominant reader, blowjobs, no penetration, sexual acts within another's body- main warning: the reader's pov is written with a penis, they are in a body swap AU, please keep this in mind my fellow lads need more content.

8k words; not proof-read

When you first entered Hyrule you never thought you’d even experience anything too exciting in comparison to the games or stories, you’d probably just have to create an identity, find someone kind enough to let you stay at an inn or tavern until you could pay for a bed, work off that debt or trade a bed for chores and just get a start to a proper job to work your way forward. You didn’t know what the economy was like here, maybe you’d never afford a house, though your knowledge from your playthrough of Breath of the Wild gave you the idea that houses were usually built and not so much bought, probably passed down through families; if broke amnesiac Link could buy and upgrade a house then maybe you could too, if the wages were good enough to save, at least.

Luckily, or not so lucky depending on your perspective, you didn’t have to worry too long-term about finding a job nor checking out the housing market since you were discovered after a single month by a group of armed men, though not mercenaries one told you once, now known to you as Legend.

It was coincidence really, you’d found a lovely lady by the name of Emma who had allowed you to stay at her inn seeing as how you’d stated you had, quite literally, nowhere else to go, and she wasn’t so cruel as to let you be homeless, for a trade or you completing chores and tasks around the inn, that is. Since Emma worked the front desk as a clerk, you luckily didn’t have to interact with too many people, though you did have the occasional encounter whilst helping clean rooms or tightening room hinges or cleaning the windows, corridors and such. You really didn’t mind talking to people too much since it seemed most Hylians were quite private, or loners was probably more accurate, staying in smaller groups or alone, not many visiting the inn aside from merchants and the occasional adventurer travelling from town to town, apparently quite a distance one told you, the nearest town over a desert. Merchants were the ones most likely to talk, mostly trying to peddle their own wears from distant lands or of great powers, you doubted that, but they’d also tell you stories or give you ideas of how the economy may work, what was common to see and not etcetera. Adventures on the other hand were simply a nice conversation of what great sites to see, the names of towns and campfire stories of legends and folklore within Hyrule, sometimes even beyond when you met a young blond man, claiming to be on a holiday.

Your most interesting companion who stayed at the inn was a young lady, only wishing to stay temporarily whilst she also found a home, roughly in her early 40s though she held the aura of someone much older, with many years of experience, her hair a bright vibrant blue, though never said her name- this lady was the one who told you such interesting stories of Goddesses, villains and heroes, the stories captivating you.

You didn’t think you’d actually ever meet said heroes, especially not whilst they were visiting around Castle Town, on their way to a smith outside of the town’s borders, asking about monsters which bled black blood. At first, they’d only spoken to Emma, thinking she was the only one within the small building of the Happy Hearth Inn, until you’d stumbled around a corner having just descended the staircase, a large box cradled in your hands and rested against your chest the weight rocking you slightly backwards- this was your introduction to the chain of Links, especially to poor Twilight who you bumped into, eyes not able to peak fully over the large box in your arms. With a stuttered apology, the box only saved from falling by an extra pair of hands sliding underneath the cardboard, worn by farmwork, you managed to place down the box carefully, the new wood panels Ms Emma had ordered safe and unrattled.

It wasn’t even instantly that the chain recognised your significance, spending another week within town, two days at the smith and the remaining week walking around town for information and patrolling the nearby woods. They had asked you previously, not the same day as the box incident, you having ran away after a flustered apology to continue grabbing and moving boxes for the upcoming lobby reservation, needing new wooden floors and a coat of fresh paint. Instead, they questioned you on their seventh day in town, finding you during one of your errand trips to the market, a small woven basket of plucked apples and soil covered carrots within, yet to be fully stocked with produce.

At first, they spoke of the monsters, whether there had been any increased sighting or any that you had seen at all, even speaking of whether you had seen anything suspicious with any villagers or travellers that had passed through considering your experience within the inn. It was only after a subtle explanation of how you weren’t really from around Castle Town or had much experience in the area to know of the usual number of monsters nor knowing villagers well enough to give any judgement, that they asked where you were from. A partial normal curiosity and a slight suspicion combined, though no true harm or judgement of you. This is when you, unable to continue answering detailed in-depth questions, finally had to, more like accidentally, reveal of how you’d only really appeared in Hyrule due to an unknown portal that had taken you from your own world, the latter part of your own world only revealed due to further questioning and concern of wanting to help take you home if they were able.

With such an admission they return to the rest of the group at their designated location of the town entry by the bell just before sundown, politely asking you join them for their discussion, which later consisted of whether it was safer to bring you along with them through future portals. Mostly they questioned of whether you were simply (not so simply) dimensionally misplaced, an accident so to say, however so far there was zero evidence of that over their own year of travelling, most likely meaning there was no such mistake; that and whether an enemy would possibly hunt you down or whether they had already been trying and you’d simply slipped under their radar.

Either way, it was decided, with your permission and a thank you to Emma for her kindness and a warning of your departure, that you’d be leaving with them.

It only took six months for chaos to take hold. You’d been between worlds, seen beautiful sites, hiked all over Hyrule and formed a good friendship with all of your boys, and even something more with your closest companion Four, an interesting man to say the least. Yet it was with said man that you were now in an extremely strange situation, a situation which involved you both currently being within each other’s bodies, learning that he held a secret of having four other people within his head, pun very much intended apparently, as well as his friend who went by the, less of a pun and more of a statement, name Shadow.

Being within another person’s body was already chaotic enough, but returning to camp after a very cursed wizzrobe attack was another form of chaos, the chain going wild over the situation.  Naturally they asked many questions, how you both felt, what had happened, if you both were okay, and so on. After confirming that you were both okay and in good health despite the switch, all injuries being tret within the group from the previous battle and camp fully set up, did those with magic experience begin to search for a fix to your dilemma.

Legend, Hyrule and Time were your best bets at finding out what magic was used against you, whether it was a curse, or a corrupted spell was the first question they needed to answer to help the reversal process. A slight mention, overheard from Legend since he wasn’t actually talking directly to you, that a curse may make this situation more permanent did scare you slightly. It’s not that you’d exactly mind being in Four’s body, the man was attractive after all, but the idea of not being yourself anymore did scare you a bit. Though you had faith that the group would be able to help you both, even if it took time.

Though being in a different body did cause some issues:

If you’re a woman, then suddenly being in a man’s body is one way to quickly become dysphoric, but worst of all: needing to pee. You’d tried to hold it for as long as possible, but it was beginning to become apparent that it was going to take more than a couple days for even just the magic research before they could even begin testing spells themselves. Suddenly having different equipment where you need to sit differently, feel different as you walk, having to have a so lightly wider stance and the centre of gravity in your body being shifted is nothing compared to the embarrassment of that first night where you have to pee. At first you try be subtle, a want to ask but a need to not embarrass yourself, it couldn’t be too different you’d just have to… hold it, and that was the issue, maybe you could just pee and crouch, worth a try- until the captain called out to you that you couldn’t go alone into the forest so late, the sun due to set in about an hour; that was when you had to explain your situation. With his face darkened in a blush Four nodded in understanding, not saying a word, the captain simply chuckled and shook his head, telling you to return soon. You’ve never been more embarrassed over something so simple and natural.

If you’ve a trans man, the euphoria that you can have this experience, even if post-surgery just those slight differences of a biological body vs a produced and tailored one so to say. If the chain knows you as a man, as they should, there is zero embarrassment nor judgement here (they had protected Wild and Four previously from discrimination by those who were small minded, a very, very small few for being too womanly simply for their longer hair), then there would be no questions of you going into the woods, even if it takes a minute for them to process that you possibly don’t have the same parts in some cases. It just truly doesn’t click for them, it’s just natural. For all my trans women out there, it’s unfortunately just another day but a different outfit, unless you’re also post-surgery then it’s dysphoria all over again- hopefully the longer hair and shorter stature help you out a bit, being able to dress up how you wish, shop keepers not even turning an eye, also don’t even worry about Four’s smith muscles, there are plenty of buff women in Hyrule, plenty of farmers and working women- you fit right in and look lovely as you do.

In Four’s case, no matter your gender nor sex, this man was raised with far too many manners and a wonderful sense of responsibility to be a gentleman; in other words, for the first couple hours his hands were practically raised from his sides, avoiding touching any part of himself like opposing magnets. He later explained, once you’d asked nicely, that he simply didn’t want to touch you and make you uncomfortable, wanting to keep your privacy and dignity, a true gentleman not touching another without a great bond and permission (in this case, just your permission). It was very cute. With a sweet, cute peck to his cheek, you give all the permission he needs to be able to relax and act like a normal person, or at least as normal as possible, him refusing to do any weapon work aside from cleaning the blades, not wanting to scar or damage your skin with the possible chemicals and sharp blades.

Putting all of that aside, you both were able to continue on mostly as normal, a lack of surprise monster attacks a blessing to you both, though the others would sometimes plan quests out to sighted monster camps leaving you both in charge of protecting camp or to explore town if within one to continue to collect information or supplies.

That was what had occurred yesterday, the group had begun to set up plans to destroy a nearby monster camp, usually left alone but becoming too close to the town and surrounding farmland. Weapons were prepared and sharpened by their owners, the quality looked over by Four as he was able, arrows purchased from a local vendor and bow strings tightened, Wild and Twilight designated as their cover from afar, strategized to take out any monster lookout towers whilst the others focused on melee and magic. Preparations were made the night before to ensure everyone and everything was ready, as well as to ensure that the group could be well rested before the attack.

The next, and current morning, you and Four were to remain at an inn, the magic of your switch still in full effect.

The sun was still low in the sky, painted a deep red, darkened blue and fascinating purple, the colours wavering together, blending together in places and contrasting into a sharp line in others, the clouds laid in lace above. With the creaking of stiff joints, slight yawns and huffs, the dull zip of leather belts and slight clink of armour, the other men awoke and prepared themselves for the day ahead, already estimated to last late into the night, the camp close to the town but far from the inn deep within the borders. Far from their current position, it would take the group at least a few hours to travel to their required location, another hour of surveillance to ensure the plan was still applicable, then the ongoing battle- with that and the return home, they would be gone for almost a full day, the sun low on their return, possibly even the moon taking it’s place.

With concern for their, most likely, late return you had made the suggestion of them taking their camping gear along with them, a slight burden of extra gear but a good idea in case they were required to camp after the battle if the moon rose too high, or to even have to camp outside an extra day if the plan needed to be adjusted. Their safety was much more important than possibly any other time wasted; it wouldn’t be the first time that they’d had to sleep outside with a looming danger, but this time, they would have safety in numbers and weapons prepared for battle.

When they awoke to leave, at first you’d only half woken, still sleepy and eyes partially closed, watching them get ready was like a wavering dream, your head light and body heavy, only being able to remain awake due to the high pitch of the clinking armour. Once they’d all finally left, with one sleepy call of a good luck, you fell back asleep.

It was the second time you awoke that put you in this situation. Everything was normal, the silence of the inn, not many rooms booked the man at the desk had said when you all first arrived, Four’s small snores now much less harsh that he was in your body though still making you wonder if you snored, the slight scratch and pull of the blankets on your skin, having slept in just an undershirt and shorts, feeling far too warm but still obeying the most basic of Hylian decency standards for the other’s sake. It was with that pull of blankets and curling of your leg that you felt what wasn’t normal, your feet felt colder than usual, despite the thick blanket over them, and your crotch felt hot and tight. Another shuffle and you understood, you felt something press with the movement of your leg, as it rose higher to pull yourself in a sitting position you hissed with the delicate touch, the, now visible, bulge revealed from under the covers.

With a few ticks of time, brain whirling into a cohesive thought, you blanched in horror- you had an erection, Four had an erection, you were currently Four. You didn’t know what to do.

Did you touch it? It should go down on it’s own, right? Morning wood as some call it was completely natural for boys and men alike, was simply the body being weird, everyone has weird moments, there shouldn’t be shame in that. But by the Goddess you held far too much shame right now, shame stemmed from lots of silent panic. Luckily Four was still asleep, his bedroll two spaces away from yours, Wild and Hyrule having slept between you both.

Maybe if you were quiet, you could simply try go back to sleep and just hope it went away, though that plan quickly went out the, closed, window with shattering glory as Four began to stir awake, low grumbles and mumbles escaping him, shifting onto a shoulder to free the arm he’d been resting on to rub his eyes. That was your only opportunity of escape, you couldn’t get dressed or be in front of Four like this, he’d notice. So, you quickly leapt up, legs slightly numb but able to hold your weight, feet slightly stumbling towards the door of the shared bedroom, trying not to step on and slip on any of the remaining blankets or bedrolls and mats on the floor.

Outside the door you spun to press the wood back into its resting position, the small click of metal returning as the knob released, bringing you a slight comfort that you were now out of his possible eyeline, free form being perceived in any type of negative or even questioning light from the man you respected and like far too much.

Should it have been embarrassing for the man who was maybe, possibly, courting you, who you were current switching bodies with, having seen all positives and negatives of each other, physically and now mentally, to see you aroused, even if unwilling? No. This situation shouldn’t have panicked you so much as to run away, your feet carrying you into a small private bathroom, only a seated bench toilet within, a thin barrier of magic working to keep the tiny closet space clean and odour free, lucky you.

Now, someone running to the toilet early in the morning is probably not too uncommon, which is why no one really checked up on you for a while. In Four’s case he also only really recognised your absence once he’d fully awoken and gotten dressed for the day, his sword left tied securely to his bag and hidden within a wooden wardrobe within the room, once he had notice your absence it’d been fifteen minutes since you’d left the room, then an extra twenty passed as he thought you were maybe getting something to eat since you hadn’t returned from your supposed toilet trip.

After a full hour he went in hunt for you, checking the inn from the front door to the restricted attic stairs: the reception, lobby, kitchen, lounge area, dining area (slightly dusty on the counters), bedrooms (all thankfully empty except one, a young couple who stated they hadn’t seen you, having been in their room all morning), the washrooms, bathrooms and attic being sneaky as to not be caught by the owners if they were to show up. He couldn’t find you. The only room he hadn’t been able to fully check was a small, locked toilet area, having knocked earlier hoping to hear your voice but receiving no answer he left thinking it may be someone else. With his only remaining lead before he’d have to venture outside the inn, he returned to the door, which remained locked.

Another knock and he finally heard your voice, slightly strained and a fumble of words before you managed to compose yourself, “sorry, sorry, this room is occupied!”

“It’s okay, it’s me, Four,” he paused hoping you’d maybe unlock the door, you didn’t, “are you okay, you’ve been gone for over an hour, and considering my search of the inn you’ve been in there for at least ten minutes?”

With that information you froze, brain spluttering and unable to speak for a moment as you tried spin your words back into something comprehensible, something to make sense and make him go away. You needed him to go away considering the fact your problem had also yet to go away, if anything becoming slightly painful, possibly due to stress and your blood pumping hard within your chest. “I’m fine, I just really needed a moment alone.”

“In the toilet?” he retorted, you paused again.

With a laugh you continued on, “yeah, just felt a bit sick, probably ate too much yesterday, too much good food, you know?” You laughed again, extremely awkward, thinking maybe you could disgust him into leaving you alone, you knew he didn’t like the sound of someone being sick, learnt from a night three months into your journey Wind and Warriors both unfortunately coming down with an illness Time mentioned as Gerudo flu, something only seen within his and, apparently, Wild’s worlds despite the time difference, caused by a change in extreme temperatures, he said. That night was awful for everyone, Wind and Warriors confined to a small tent towards the edges of camp, hoping to avoid spreading the illness to those not exposed or resilient to it, especially keeping Hyrule far away within his own small one man tent used for medical cares among the group, owned by Legend, and now used by Hyrule as an isolation pod, not daring to risk him becoming ill, likely immunocompromised from his own world with the lack of vegetation, small settlements and larger monster populations. The two most effected had begun to vomit into the grass and bushes lining the forest, then confined to their tent where they continued into small buckets or pots, later to be deep cleaned and boiled by Wild. You still remember how the sound from the tent, even though muffled, still made Four shiver and gag- to be fair to him the noise also made you salivate, like you too were going to vomit, an uncomfortable feeling deep in your chest and throat.

Instead of a slight shudder and polite wish for you to be well like you expected, instead you had a slightly more aggressive knock to the door, Four’s voice coming through strong and commanding, “you felt ill and didn’t tell anyone, are you okay, what’s wrong, that Wild, I swear, I’m going to talk to him about what h puts in his food.”

You instantly objected, though regrettably couldn’t really come to Wild’s defence just yet in case it made him more determined to come in. “I’m fine, really, I’m not even being sick anymore, I just need some time to feel a bit better; plus, better to be by the toilet rather than accidentally vomit on the floor, right?” you laughed.

It was with a softer, but still firm in his tone, plea from outside that truly broke your heart and tested your mental strength, “please, please let me in, I want to help you, make sure you’re okay, then you can have your time, I’ll even bring you water!”

He was truly too much of a sweetheart for your own poor heart.

You opened the door, but just a crack, you wouldn’t fully cave just yet. “I’m okay,” you reassured again, the words slightly blurring with the number of times you’d said them, hoping they still hold meaning, “I’ll be out soon enough, why don’t you start on some food or some more of that embroidery you were working on? I’ll be there soon enough, just need some time to be a bit more presentable”- now that one wasn’t a lie, unlike the last.

“An hour,” he huffed out your name, “what’s actually going on? Never mind, you know what—” and with that, he placed a hand just above the handle of the door, and pushed.

Startled you were delayed to react, quickly pushing back against the door before placing yourself against it, the harsh force on both sides keeping the wood pinned, a larger gap looking into the small room, but not enough to push his way through.

“Why are you hiding from me, if something’s wrong then tell me, if it was something simple, you’d still be in the bedroom but no, you’re in here!”

With a final shove, human strength coming forth and becoming a challenge for even Four’s muscles forged from years of smithing, he powered through, a gap big enough he could leap forward and place his shoulder and chest within, forcing you to stop pushing, unwilling to hurt him by pushing the door into his body.

Now you wee both standing within the small space, you back pressed into one corner, quickly plucking at your shorts, still partially undressed and in your sleepwear, hoping it’d loosen the tightened fabric, hoping to disguise the bulge. With hopeless regret, you pulled the shirt further down at the front, only slightly covering, hoping it wasn’t too obvious that you had an erection, nor that you were trying to cover anything as then that’d just alert him anyway.

“Are you actually okay, what’s wrong?” he whispered in a harsh voice, like you were both now hidden within your own secret, like anyone was pushed with a ear to the wood of the now closed door.

You couldn’t answer, the throbbing in your groin and heavy pressure in your chest making you far too uncomfortable, your brain becoming blurred, unable to fully think of anything unless properly focused and strained, like reading a book but all the words except the one you were looking at was blurred.

Zero excuses were able to come to your mind, especially those which could make any sense given the situation, “I don’t know what to say.”

His eyes narrowed and lips pursed, stepping forward towards you, only one-half of a step needed to cross the tiny gap, pressing you backwards into a small toiletry shelf, suddenly empty as you accidentally knocked a small perfume bottle from the shelf, luckily landing on your foot and rolling to the side, now stationary against the wall behind Four. You didn’t even feel the pain in your foot, the throbbing overwhelming, like your entire torso was throbbing, an overwhelming heartbeat through your entire body.

You stuttered again, words jumbled and face flushing in embarrassment, Four pushing even closer until you were rested chest to chest, body slightly lifted due to the shelf under your buttocks, toes poised, the height gap slightly decreased. He placed his hands on your hips, palms warm and fingers gripping into soft skin.

Another press, hands running down your sides and one upwards towards your jaw, he reassured you, he wanted to help, “you can trust me, I love you, that means I want to help you, please don’t push me away,” he whispered into your ear, eyes lidded, face deeply flushed. Then, face darkening into a full solid colour, he felt it, his body in full contact with yours.

Face dark and eyes slightly wider, pupils blown wide, he mumbled a slight “oh,” looking down at your bulge, his ears slightly wiggled, Hylian traits coming through despite the swap, lowering and pulled back, the tips flushed.

“Is this why you’re hiding? Did you,” he paused for a moment voiced lowering, “did you do anything?” You knew what he was implying, something he wouldn’t say out loud, not yet, asking if you’d touched yourself. “Did something cause this, if so, the I definitely need to know,” he grinned, eyes swirling a deep green and violet, a sharp blue and red lining the edges in a thin halo.

“No,” you stuttered, trying to prepare yourself to defend yourself, “I just woke up, I didn’t do anything to it, it wouldn’t go away,” you whimpered towards the end as Four pressed even closer, leg raised slightly, the height difference assisting in his actions, thigh placing pressure against your crotch, the throbbing accompanied by a slight tingle.

“Do you know how to fix it?” He grinned wide and wicked, the look on your face, burning with lust and a bubbling desire within his eyes, your eyes, seeing that look honestly sent another tingle through your body, the absurdity of the situation turning you on, a twisting sensation in your pelvis.

You let out a puffed sigh, eyes closing slightly in pleasure, a steady rubbing against your bulge- it felt so good, sending a light warmth between your legs, head radiating into Four’s thigh. “You’re cruel, you know I wouldn’t touch you like that without permission. I trust you, the same as you trust me,” another signed breath, “I wouldn’t leave you exposed in such a way, such an intimate way,” you moaned lightly at the end. “But two can play at that game, mister.”

You ran you hands down his neck, first cupping his face a light kiss to his cheek, and then began to descend, his neck, shoulders, chest, ensuring to run his hands down the lines of your nipples encouraging a shiver, his waist, and then resting on his hips.

Leaning forward to his ear, nose brushing along the soft fat of his cheek, you spoke in a low tone, not yet a whisper but more of a grumbled question, a not so hidden tease, “do all Hylian gentlemen pursue their beloved like this? Do you all corner poor defenceless partners like this, hoping for a sexual encounter within a hidden corner?” You raised your hands back up to his waist, fingers rubbing at the line of your ribs. “What happened to that shy blushing gentleman who wanted to court me gently, to prove his worth? Who’s this charming devil before me,” you hummed, “what a naughty boy you are, to behave in such a way- what would the others think?” you hummed again, a bright grin on your face, hidden by the side of Four’s face lips and nose brushing his ear, cheek and jaw along his own cheek, feeling the heat within.

A small moan from Four was your sign, his head dropping forward onto your shoulder, hair mixing together with your closeness, textures mixing, the feeling intensified with your current rush of blood and hormones.

Pulling away slowly, gently cradling Four’s face, lifting his head to rest your forehead’s together, eyes locked, pupils dilated.

“I love you.”

“I love you too, to the moon and beyond.”

A sweet kiss, lips brushing together, hands gently clasped against cheeks, one sliding behind to cradle his head; his own hands resting against your chest and waist, directly on your pectoral, the occasional brush of his wrist on your sensitive areas jumping in your brain.

With a light squeeze of your chest, you let out a light laugh, securing the position of your hand that was behind his head. “May I?”

“Of course, do whatever you wish, I’m at your command,” he shivered at his own words, legs pushing together slightly, the muscles within his thighs twitching.

Continuing your previous task, you continued to rub a single hand down Four’s side, brushing inwards at his chest, brushing across hidden nipples under thick fabric, and sliding down, brushing along the lines of his pelvis, fingers brushing the tops of his thighs. “Take off your tunic and leggings. I can’t really say we’ll do this proper, but at least we can do part of it considering where we are,” a single look around the cramped space reminding you of the current situation and absurdity- was that door even locked; could someone even enter, the door likely to bump into Four’s back, pushing them back out, unable to open the door.

The though of someone seeing you both, you didn’t know what to think, at the moment you couldn’t really think anyway.

With a ruffle of fabric Four took off his out tunic, only a thinner plain shirt between you, but you paused his hands, simply lifting the fabric, “that other one was too tight, couldn’t get a good feel of you,” you smirked, grabbing a handful of his chest, feeling along his soft skin and perked nipples, overly sensitive with the now loose fabric creating a light brush with certain movements compared to his once pinned clothing from his fitted tunic.

The fabric of his shirt clung at his armpits and crumpled at the collarbone, a single hand holding it up, drooping lower a one side; you leant forward and accepted your prize. You took one between your lips, the skin of your lips slightly dry, but the plush beneath enough to compliment the texture, with a lick of your lips and a harsh suck, you latched onto his nipple, the skin pulling easily into your warm, wet mouth.

The sensation giving him ideas.

You continued your quest, thin skin trapped between pursed lips, only released with a wet lick and gentle nibble, the same treatment being given to the surrounding skin, his chest becoming bloomed with colour, the contrast against your skin obvious. Another squeeze of his chest, and kiss down his breastbone, you whispered sweet praises into his skin like a blessing; hands continuing to glide around his body, an occasional squeeze and caress on their path.

You felt so weird emotionally, the fact you were so turned on by doing this, yes, you were doing this act with the man you loved but were simultaneously enacting these actions towards your own body, looking withing your own eyes, despite the colourful additions. You felt so weird but so horny. This may have started from a non-sexual perspective but that didn’t matter anymore, your erection now burning hot and throbbing from sexual desire, any innocence now long gone.

You softly squeezed again at his chest, hands slowly brushing downwards, calloused finger pads running downwards, brushing lightly along his skin and down to his hips, grip re-tightening; small superficial scratches left behind, blooming a slight red-ish purple.

“Why don’t you help me out then?” You whispered, voiced lowered, almost whispering into his skin, eyes flickering upwards.

With a glance at your shorts, the fabric that was once previously covering you, now tousled and bunched above at your waist, the fabric underneath now slightly darker.

In a slow, purposeful motion, Four lowered himself to his knees, hands rested on your thighs tightening and lowering slightly to your mid-thigh, the motion extremely slow. With endued confidence, he moved forward, firmly planted upon curled legs, weight no doubt to become numbing, and placed his face close to your own body, focus laid upon a certain area.

“Help? I can certainly help,” he breathed a small chuckle, cheeks flush and a smug smile upon his face, “I can’t believe we’re doing this.”

You responded in a stable but soft voice, trying to keep your volume lowered, at least at first, the loveable gremlin below you, interrupting you, “I know, right, but hey, if I had to say anything crazy is normal with you Links. This though, is certainly something I wouldn’t guess,” gasping your words, the blown breath of concentrated air against your damp underwear creating an indescribable sensation that lurched up your spine.

This little minx was trying to get you even more riled up, if only he knew that you couldn’t possibly even get any harder, practically ripping out of your shorts. Instead of freeing you from the damp cotton, he decided to instead soak you further.

He rubbed his face against your crotch, his nose prodding and rubbing side to side in a mockery of an eskimo kiss, running along the curve of your covered penis, before moving into a long, slow, up and down motion along the sides, outlining the shape beneath. With a devious grin he pushed further, your sighs and wide blown eyes not enough for him- he needed more, he wanted you to react. In a, not so, guilty admittance, he wanted others to hear what was happening, with full knowledge that it was unlikely with only three possibly people within the inn, the couple he’d seen previous and the inn owner himself. He felt like he was truly discovering part of himself, eyes a deep green and red, another deeper, violet, part within enjoying the possessive act but to wish to keep you away from others, a blue in agreement, even to keep your sounds for themselves.

Emboldened with your pretty gasps he knew exactly what to do, a hungry lust roaring within him- he tilted his head further forward, nose nuzzling deeper into the fabric, lips parting, and tongue being released. He laid his tongue flat against the fabric, lightly pushing down into the resistance of weighted flesh, a slight bounce of what laid beneath, excitement clear; then he began to lap at the fabric, paying special attention to the already wet area, the precum from your swollen tip soaking through. Lapping and lapping, he continued to dribble, lower lip moist brushing into the cotton, a stream of saliva wetting his tongue, and therefore, the fabric of which held his attention.

Lifting a single hand, the other strewn behind you, clenched into a fist and rested into the connecting corner of the shelf and wall, desperate for purchase, the other moving onto the back of his head, cradling gently, feeling boneless and limp.

You whispered praises to him, praises about him, how much you loved him and his current actions, hand acting as an encouragement.

With an increasing amount of saliva and the pressure of his tongue increasing, greed growling from between his parted lips, a deep groan from his throat, he lapped at your crotch with an animalistic need, like he could possibly wear away the fabric. The warmth of his saliva and heat of his tongue piercing through, the thin cotton only masking the texture of his tongue, instead the brush and encasing of wet cotton creating a different sensation.

Slipping his fingers under the bundle of your shirt, he then proceeded to continue their path into the band of your shorts, the fabric of the band lowering easily, the lower sections giving more resistance glued with cooling saliva directly upon your penis, having to be peeled away, lowered and tucked into a bunched roll underneath the swell of your balls.

Your dick bounced from underneath, unrolled into your stomach with a jolt of your hips, the tip smearing cum on the lower V of your abdomen, the weight of the flesh bobbing back forward, solid and stiff in a slight arch, the tip burning bright and thick.

Without pause, he released a single thigh, his left hand coming to wrap around the girth of the weight, fingertips brushing together, nails slightly tapping.

A loud moan burst forth, your head tilting backwards, resting against the wooden backing of the closet space, unable to expect how sensitive you would be, the noise unfiltered.

Four simply giggled from below you, hand beginning to slightly tighten, sliding up and down the length, the residual wetness from his saliva and your precum assisting in his fluid movements. Constricting and releasing his hand in a rhythm, hand moving in a slow and steady pace, a build up to the main event, not wanting you to cum too early, even though he’d love to make you cum multiple times, over and over, but right now, he wanted to prolong your pleasure, and as such, he kept a slow pace to build up the sensitivity even further, but not enough to push you over the edge.

Tightening his grip again, hand rubbing slowly, thumb peaking out to massage the skin of your tip, he began his main plan and wrapped his lips around your exposed tip, tongue peaking into your slit, flicking down and wrapping around your skin, lips creating a light suction. Immediately your abdominal muscles flexed, head falling forward, hips pinning backwards subconsciously, primal brain taking over, attempting to move you away from the sensation, the tingling intensified.

Pumping his hand as he stuck and licked at the tip, your muscles spasming, curling your body forward.

Soon, as large dollops of cum leaked from your tip, white clinging to the ridges along the length, a thin sheen along the entire expanse of skin, he removed his hand, moving lower, fingers maintaining contact, lowering down to cup your heavy balls, the weight slightly stretching skin and radiating heat into his palm, slowly rolling them within his cusped hand.

With his desire now unrestricted, he leant backwards slightly, lips leaving skin with a small pop, before returning forward, lips parting further, descending down over the tip, down along ridged skin and even lower down the thick five inches to the sweaty base, musk thick, perfumed with the hairs surrounding. The action was too much, his ability to decent fully, even if with slow progression, was an overwhelming blessing, your body teetering forward, muscles tense, thighs lifting, a single hand pinning your waist, sweat stemming at your brow, hair sticking to the skin and that of your neck.

His tongue flattened, coating the underside of your cock with a velvet pressure. The dual sensation of his warm mouth enveloping you completely while his hand gently massaged your balls had your legs quaking, threatening to give out entirely. You gasped his name, the sound breaking into a whimper as he hollowed his cheeks and began to suck in earnest. His tongue flat against the underside of your cock, a deep pink and glistening with saliva- the warmth from his mouth engulfing you was a sight to behold, while his hand gently massaged your balls with precise movements. His tongue was flattened against the underside of your cock, a slick, pink appendage working its way up and down in a tantalizing dance. As his hand moved, you could see the flexing of his muscles and the way his fingers skilfully manipulated your sensitive area, his tongue, pink and slick, flattens against the underside of your cock, giving it a soft sheen. His lips wrap around the thick shaft, his head bobbing as he sucks eagerly, his hand moving in tandem with his mouth.

The scent of sweat and arousal filled the air as his mouth and hand worked their magic, it was intoxicating, a mix of musk and desire that only heightened the experience.

His warm breath mixed with the musk of your arousal, creating a heady scent that filled the air. The faint aroma of his cologne added a hint of sweet spice to the sensual atmosphere. The scent of arousal fills the air, musky and almost sweet. The smell of his shampoo and cologne that still clung to the fabric of your own shirt and the one he currently wore, still obeying to his own routine of which scents he would use, the scent mingling with the heat emanating from your bodies.

"Four," you stuttered, your fingers tightening in his hair, uncertain whether you wanted to pull him closer or push him away from the overwhelming pleasure. "I can't, I'm going to--"

He hummed around you, the vibration sending electric pulses up your spine. His free hand, previously anchoring your hip, slid around to cup your ass, squeezing the flesh there possessively. You felt his fingertips dipping between your cheeks, teasing but not quite breaching, just adding a slight teasing pressure.

The sensation had you bucking forward, a strangled cry escaping your lips as you pushed deeper into his throat. Four took it eagerly, not gagging despite your uncontrolled thrust. His throat constricted around you rhythmically, swallowing you down as if he'd been made for this purpose alone.

Your vision began to blur at the edges, pleasure building to an unbearable peak. The hand that had been braced against the wall now flew to his shoulder, gripping hard enough to bruise, desperate for an anchor as your orgasm approached like a tidal wave.

"I'm--" was all you managed before the wave crashed over you.

Four moaned appreciatively as you spilled down his throat, his eyes fluttering closed in bliss. He didn't pull away, continuing to suck and swallow through your climax, milking every drop from you with careful attention.

Your body trembled as you came down from the intense high, your legs finally giving way as you slumped against the wall. Four caught you easily, rising to his feet with a self-satisfied smirk playing on his lips, he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, then gently tucked you back into your wettened shorts, no cloth nor water bucket or bottle available within the toilet room, only the still discarded perfume bottle.

"Easy there," he murmured, his voice slightly hoarse as he helped steady you. His hands were tender now, stroking your sides, your arms, and your face, the touch intended ground you as the aftershocks continued to ripple through your system, "I've got you."

Despite the sweat and stuck strands of hair, he pressed his forehead against yours, breathing deeply, sharing the same air between pants and small gasps. "Are you okay?" he asked, genuine concern beneath the badly masked smugness in his eyes, kaleidoscope shining bright in a swirling rotation.

You gave him a long, passionate kiss, no hesitation, unable to have done so in the previous position you were both in, uncaring of the taste upon his tongue, the fact also turning you on again slightly, a slight chub within your shorts again, Four’s own hands running wild.

"More than okay," you managed, your voice raspy, but letting out a chuckle you responded in a small whisper, "just give me a minute to remember how my legs work; not all of us are used to this,” you lightly flicked his forehead and proceeded to wrap your arms around his neck and shoulders, his own hands returning the favour, wrapping around your waist, securing you upon the small shelf.

“Well,” you whispered, voice still slightly hoarse, giving Four a quick smooch between your words, “this is certainly a good luck for walking down the public hallway,” you emphasised, “besides, who knows if the lads are back already?”

“Well, think of this,” you instantly knew you’d be better off shutting him up, another kiss, but he continued on, “if we’re stuck in here, I wouldn’t mind going again, I’d love to make you feel good, over and over,” he grinned bright and wide, “we have all night, a late night walk, some may say. Us, we may say.”

You grinned and smacked him lightly over the head. Your grin only slightly falling into horny embarrassment, the following causing you to become partially erect again: the shadow on the wall, the darkness parting into a light white, two beady eyes and a wide stretching grin.

This was going to be a wild night.

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As always, all criticisms are welcome and thank you for reading! My first posted smut, only ever writing small drabbles for friends so we had to get a little freaky in honour of the first post.

[belle--ofthebrawl]

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1. What fic of yours would you recommend to someone who had never read any of your work? (In other words, what do you think is the best introduction to your fics?)

Well I like to think I can write a bit of anything if you'll let me toot my own horn So it depends on what the reader wants. You want soft, silly, sweet? late night street fight. You want something hardcore and murderous and abusive? let no one lust for martyrdom. You want to play dress up with the big boy, Whiplash. Femslash? Trans allegory? Gotchu covered. You want something plot centered? Yeah, I'm working on something big. Details? Well... Aether and Sunny didn't want to give up their spots, but Aeon and Aurora weren't exactly planned on. And they weren't in good shape when Copia got them either. Dew's apprehensive about the whole thing but shit, look at the state of them. They're part of his family now, whatever the hell that means going forward.

7. Any worldbuilding you’re particularly proud of?

A lot of my published works are nasty, so there's not really a lot of world building present in them, I feel. Whatever is going on with those Cirrus and Cumulus ficlets that showed their summoning process and how Lus was falling apart because they didn't have a vessel ready for her. I really like what I did there and I would maybe write more but I struggle to find a balance between enough information to make sense and enough information to paint a picture with the gaps included. Does that make sense? The less I give an audience, the more their imagination might work and the more curious they'll be to see what they don't know. You know?

11. Are you partial to a certain character/pairing or are you more equal-opportunity? If you are partial to any character/pairing, why do you think that is?

I am a Dewther truther to my CORE, matched pair do not separate. It's the size difference. It's the way they are around each other. It's their sweetness towards the other after endless needling. In every world they would find each other even if it wasn't romantic.I'm gonna die.

But I also want to branch out and see how they all interact with each other, who's more romantic, who's more platonic, who doesn't really know each other yet, who can't fucking stand each other. I want everyone to get along and bang all the time but not going to lie that is going to get boring after a while. Give me interpersonal drama.

[audreycecilemoore]

10 Books to Look Forward to in 2024

Fathomfolk by Eliza Chan, an adult East Asian fantasy featuring kelpies, kappas, sea witches, a water dragon princess, and a half-siren captain of the border guard. The city of Tiankawai is half-submerged and the humans are looking down on the fathomfolk from their skyscrapers. Available on February 8th from Hachette and February 27th from Orbit

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Foul Days by Genoveva Dimova, a Balkan folklore crossover fantasy with shadow magic, witches, monstrous exes, Berlin wall-inspiration, and dragons. When Kosara's shadow, the source of her magic, is traded to give her safe passage across the Wall, she is struck with a fatal illness that impacts all shadow-less witches. She has little choice but to go back over the Wall and confront her ex, the Tsar of Monsters, to get her magic back. Availabe on June 25th from Tor and McMillan

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Womb City by Tlotlo Tsamaase is an adult Botswanan cyberpunk Africanfuturism Queer thriller with horror elements from a Queer Motswanan author. Nelah has everything she could want except a child. On a rendezvous with her lover, they hit a young woman and Nelah will do anything to hide their actions or else she'll lose her chance at being a mother and, perhaps, her chance at having a body. Available from Kensington Books on January 23rd

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Not Like Other Girls by Meredith Adamo, a YA mystery debut focusing on young women and their trauma. When Jo-Lynn's former best friend goes missing, Jo seeks out the truth while trying to find herself again. Available from Bloomsbury on April 30th

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The Eyes are the Best Part by Monika Kim, a feminist psychological horror featuring cannibalism and a young woman slowly turning into a murderer. When Ji-won's mother starts dating George, a white man with an Asian fetish, Ji-won because obsessed with his blue eyes and hungers for them. Available on June 25th from Kensington

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Road to Ruin by Hana Lee, an adult Queer fantasy love letter to Mad Max: Fury Road. Jin-lu, a magebike courier, carries love letters from her prince to a princess across the wastelands...and she's in love with both of them. Available from Simon and Schuster on May 14th

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A Dark and Drowning Tide by Allison Saft is a Sapphic voyage to discover the origin of magic, until the leader of the expedition is murdered. With Germanic folklore and lush prose, it looks to be another hit from Allison Saft. Available from Penguin Random House September 17th

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Teller of Small Fortunes is an immigrant cozy fantasy adult debut. We're a bit too early for a cover or pre-order link on this one, so here is the PM deal. Please keep it in mind as we get closer to the publish date in November!

Kacen Callender's first YA fantasy features polyamorous characters of color, trans representation, and a quest to find the Book of Source, an alchemic text said to give its reader great power. Available on February 6th from MacMillan

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Not in the Plan by Dana Hawkins, a Sapphic contemporary romance. Mack, an author struggling to write her sophomore novel, meets Charlie, a nearly bankrupt coffee shop owner and sparks fly as Mack uses parts of Charlie's story for her book. Available January 31st only in digital and audiobook

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[neverchecking]

The transphobia has been included with the "Conservative LU Server" issue that's been going on, as the server has had homophobia, transphobia, racism and sexism all balled up into one bigoted ass server essentially. but yeah, genderbent is. a really really transphobic term, so id say maybe go for "masculine" reader or "amab" reader rather than "genderbent". Cuz ya know, there may be femme readers you have that have amab bodies, or masc readers that have afab bodies. Making sure to be inclusive is so greatly appreciated by us trans folk, and i certainly appreciate the work youve tried to put forth, and seeing your response really eased the anxiety i had in sending that ask XD i didnt tag it with my emoji cuz i was just. Afraid i guess? That server has had a lot of us really really frightened to speak out to creators we like to make sure they're still safe. So thank you for being so kind and understanding, really. Its been very scary in the fandom this past week. -Bunny anon (im on my computer so i dont have my emoji XD)

THATS A THING? omg I'm so sorry to the communities that that effected.

I really like the idea of Masculine reader too!

As for the anxiety, please trust me when I say that I absolutely wanna be called out if I do something disrespectful or harmful. I always aim to be a safe space to you all and I hope you feel that way when you come here to chat with me. I love you all and am so proud of you and it may not mean much coming from a random internet-based stranger, but I hope it means something :)

I'm not here to be scary, I'm here to be your friend. 😊

So thank you 🐇 anon for filling me in.

[luwritesomething]

hi! my name is lucía and/or lu. i have no idea how you've stumbled into my account. i used to write x reader but now i'm just burn out! also english is not my first language, so mistakes are very probable. i'm revamping my account because i'm in the middle of exams at uni and there's nothing better to do, other than studying. that's pretty much it. here's a link to my ao3, which is pretty abandoned as well but i have some good things written there, and there's also stuff i used to post here. here's my spotify, if anyone wants to check out my 300+ playlist, and here's my twitter account which i rarely ever use.

oh and here is the masterlist with the few things i wrote that i didn't throw to the trash. so... some things i'm really into right now! dean winchester and supernatural (seasons 1 to 9). dominic fike. politics. books and reading. all for the game. game of thrones. jaime lannister. robb stark. my blog is a safe space for! trans people. poc. women. queer and people from the community. activists. palestinians. ukrainians. things you WILL get blocked for! racism, sexism, classism, ableism. nazis get the fuck away, trumpies go suck his balls and terfs go be evil somewhere else. fuck israel, always. if you're a minor, you shouldn't have tumblr so i'll probably block you just to be safe.

feel free to always reach out to me! my notifications don't really work for some reason, but i'll make sure to come and check at least once a week.

[lilys0evil0twin]

Masterlist

There are all of my work, every highlighted in red will come out sooner or later~~

X-Ray Series

Gods:

[Part1] [Part2]

Record of Ragnarok

-----Gods-----

Thor

Yandere! Thor x wife! reader [smut]

Yandere! Thor x wife! reader [denial]

Yandere! Thor [nsfw HCs]

Yandere! Thor [s/o being their opponent]

Yandere! Thor [s/o being a valkyrire]

Jealous Yandere! Thor

Thor x reader (Loki's prank)

Yandere! Thor x nonbeliever reader

Loki

Yandere! Loki [nsfw HCs]

Jealous Yandere! Loki

Yandere! Loki x nonbeliever reader

Poseidon

Poseidon x reader - Valentine's day [fluff]

Poseidon [comfort HCs]

Yandere! Poseidon x mermaid! reader [smut]

Yandere! Poseidon [s/o being their opponent]

Yandere! Poseidon [s/o being a valkyrire]

Yandere! Poseidon [nsfw HCs]

Jealous Yandere! Poseidon

Yandere! Poseidon x nonbeliever reader

Poseidon x Moon god reader

Hades

Jealous Yandere! Hades

Yandere! Hades x nonbeliever reader

Hercules

Hercules x reader - school AU [smut]

Yandere! Hercules x nonbeliever reader

Shiva

Yandere! Shiva [nsfw HCs]

Yandere! Shiva x nonbeliever reader

Rudra

Rudra [HCs]

Buddha

Buddha [comfort HCs]

Yandere! Buddha x nonbeliever reader

Yandere! Buddha with uninterested s/o [nsfw HCs] [Part 2]

Yandere! Buddha [HCs]

Staking his claim [disciple! reader]

Buddha x Greek god reader

Zerofuku

Yandere! Zero x human reader

Hajun [HCs]

Aphrodite

Yandere! Futa! Aphrodite [nsfw HCs]

Yandere! Aphrodite [HCs]

Yandere! Aphrodite x nonbeliever reader

Beelzebub

Jealous Yandere! Beelzebub

Priest! Beelzebub x Nun! reader [smut, non-con?]

Yandere! Beelzebub x nonbeliever reader

Zeus

Zeus x Hera! reader

Yandere! Zeus x nonbeliever reader

-----Humans-----

Lu Bu Housen

Lu Bu x courtesan! reader [smut]

Adam and Eve

Yandere! Adam [HCs]

Yandere! Eve [HCs]

Adam x reader x Eve

Sharing the same s/o

Sasaki Kojiro

Kojiro [nsfw HCs]

Jack the Reaper

Jack the Reaper [relationship HCs]

Jack the Reaper [comfort HCs]

Qin Shi Huang

Yandere! Qin [nsfw HCs]

Nikola Tesla

Tesla [HCs]

Jujitsu Kaisen

Gojo Satoru

Yandere! Gojo x wife reader [smut, non-con]

One Piece

Charlotte Katakuri

Yandere! Katakuri [HCs]

SK8 Infinity

Reki Kyan

Reki x trans reader [fluff]

[amansabastris]

amansabastris presents: cosmo's avatar masterlist

fics based off of james cameron's avatar

unless otherwise specified as gender neutral, the reader is male.

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neteyam sully:

fics:

nga yawne lu oer - neteyam x gn! reader

made to love you - neteyam x kekunan!tsakarem!reader

part one || part two || part three

i love you, i see you - neteyam x gn! na'vi! reader

headcannons:

you sing him your songcord - multiple x gn! reader

how many kids does he want? - multiple x gn! reader

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lo'ak sully:

fics:

in this body - lo'ak x trans male! avatar! reader

be my star - lo'ak x metkayina! reader

lucky shot - lo'ak x reader (request)

headcannons:

you sing him your songcord - multiple x gn! reader

how many kids does he want? - multiple x gn! reader

when you're not here with me - lo'ak x gn! reader

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ao'nung:

fics:

ao'nung x male reader (request)

headcannons:

you sing him your songcord - multiple x gn! reader

how many kids does he want? - multiple x gn! reader

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tsu'tey:

snumìna tawtute - tsu'tey x dreamwalker! reader

[the-moon-files]

The Chain being Down Bad🐕‍🦺™️ for Your Voice lol (Masc!Reader)

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@peepthatbish once again, our lovely muse peep (name twins!!) Has come to bless me, and hopefully i did that gorgeous idea justice, and dw im not done writing them all out yet :)

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Sun: Masculine Reader (he/him)

Orbit: Headcanons-ish

Stars: a dash of everybody <3

(except rare ones like Fierce/Koridai/Courage/Sage/etc.)

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Comets & Meteors: Content Warnings: fluff & Trigger Warnings: none known.

Please comment if i missed any. /gen

Ok but like

Ur voice is absolutely iconic to them

(Like the fairy fountain theme or the appearance of the Master sword, its unimaginable to them for your to not sound like that)

And its not only the heroes of Hyrule, but anyone else who could hear you

Well it helps that it used to be ur only sort of external sign of presence to outsiders

(the Links could also somewhat "feel" you in their own chests sometimes, like when u were stressed over a boss, or sad over a cutscene)

The only others who usually hear you are mostly things like the Great Fairies, the Deku Tree, other weird ass beings that know way too much (Fierce Deity)

So needless to say, when u first crash landed thru a portal into Wild's Hyrule (ur latest Zelda game you've played u guess thats why)

And the Chain had seen u in the distance, met up with you to try and help what they thought was some poor guy who accidentally fell thru Hylia's portals

But as they heard u stutter thru an introduction, instead they knew immediately it was you

Sky and Twi seriously teared up, Hyrule/Wild/Four/Wind all attacked you with a hug and excited shrieking, Legend and Wars were just gaping in shock, and Time was just staring at you

It took you a minute to pinpoint who was from what game, but as soon as you figured it out u literally jaw dropped at Time/Wild/Twi/etc.

(The ones that look different from their in game model or way better irl than graphics could ever capture)

U also may have screamed. A very manly scream. Not high pitched at all. You didnt make Legend cover his ears or the four that tackled u scramble off in fear, what- haha

(U cant blame urself, u were in literal shock, bc that's ALL the LINKS??!! Like u needed a shock blanket like rescue/ambulances gives ppl)

After calming down, it wasnt even an outright discussion or decision u could rlly choose,

They were basically kidnapping u along for the ride, also u were there for them (in pretty voice alone but still) for all their adventures,

So u even suggesting leaving u behind bc u couldnt keep up as well as them had them looking at you like they never even considered it

(And also making them individually go thru the 5 stages of grief: 😨😟😡😭🥺🙏🙏 they were all outright begging u, in their own ways, deadass by the end of it)

So as u travel, you get to understand the full impact of Your Voice, or the Guide's Voice™️.

If anyone has a nightmare, what would normally take another hero poking them with a stick and dodging the reflex punch, or them waking up unable to go back to sleep after having the nightmare, etc.

U quickly realized only took you talking to comfort them, with no reflex punch when they woke up, if they woke up, sometimes u were so good at it the nightmare just cleared ended according to their face

In your first battle against the shadow, along with lots of black-blooded monsters, u realized how much more confidently every Link fought as soon as you were speaking from behind them

They got even better and less stressed abt fighting when u managed to crack a few jokes or go toe to toe verbally with the Shadow lol

Legend outright guffawed when you pulled a dumb "sigh... well i guess... maybe... ur mom." joke in response to his villain monologue, like wiping a tear and everything, saying "u used to say that all the time after dumb long evil speeches, its a fucking classic" 💀

Literally will have them asking you to make more jokes bc it makes them feel better in tense situations/battles (most to least frequently: Sky, Wild, Hyrule, Wind, Twi, Time, Wars, Legend, Four) but they love it equally

Okay but,

U have Definitely. Sent chills down their spines when u get into lower ranges lol

U dont understand why everyone needs to talk to you so bad first thing in the morning,

or alternatively why they keep wanting you to go on a rant abt ur fav book/tv show/thing either???

U are always the last for story time at the campfire every night, and unlike the others, they refuse to let you take a night off, u have to say smth every night??

It amazes u they like ur voice so much, huh, Wild/Twi/Wars/Four/Hyrule must all be getting a little too close to the fire, theyre faces are looking a little red/pink

(Legend and Time just look rlly pleased/happy to be here, they only ever look a little overheated when u specifically look at them while ur talking/or tell a story abt them, and they usually are always the ones asking u another question to prompt u to keep going forever)

Wars may or may not have a life changing moment he told u abt ur voice on his adventures where Cia was like, "Ah Link... let me get a good look at you..."

Link: 😰🤢🥲

You: "... and girl, I am only looking at your tiddies right now."

If Wars had smth to drink right then he wouldve spit-taked.

It was like the one time he was caught so genuinely off-guard, and u just made him suddenly feel 10x more comfortable facing her, he literally couldnt keep his knight trained composure together, he had to lean on his knees he was crying with laughter

That was the first Cia heard of you too and she literally audibly gasped lmao

It was like all of a sudden Wars and Cia had been in on a joke no one else could hear around them (Shiek/Zelda is confused to this day by that)

And there are countless moments like this from each of their adventures where u did this, u cant help but feel mildly embarassed when u hear it at first

But then seeing how much ur voice and comments meant to them and how happy it made them u can help but want to talk more and more and more

Youve never felt more comfortable talking to this many people in ur entire life,

Bc u can literally see their elf ears twitching cutely when they pick up ur voice

BEST BELIEEEVVEEEE

u arent getting out of singing to them.

Yeah, sorry, theyve heard u sing ur fav songs while gaming too many times, they need to hear u sing irl, Now.

Most of them ignore or sort of passively enjoy bards/musicians on their journeys, but as soon as u so much as hum-

Its like they're all clambering to get closer to hear u, but also not make u aware thats what theyre doing, so they end up just:

Four/Legend/Hyrule trying to hide behind various (upside down) books, behind plants that're not that bushy, or one memorable time, when u sang "Good Old Fashioned Lover Boy" quietly to urself, a bard's tune got close and reminded u of it,

and Four fully threw his hammer on his toes bc he was so shocked/lovestruck, he completely missed the anvil and just threw it at the ground/his feet LMAO

Time and Wars, cheeky strategists they are, immediately fall back behind u wherever u are, so u cant see them, but they can still hear u lol

(Theyre the only ones youve not caught actively listening/straining to come closer to hear u... bc theyre behind u lol)

Wild/Sky/Twi all fully whip their heads around fast enough to crack it, then clumsily try to recover so u wont stop

Wild/Sky just fully accidentally like fall into lakes/ponds trying to stay just out of range or even (they both tried it once, and never again after u got onto them) got on a rooftop

And fell. When u got quieter they tried to get closer and- yep.

(Idiots were fine and smiling when u came to check on them)

Twilight.

Twilight's the worst ngl.

Just fully stares in awe at you until u stop out of embarassment, and has had the audacity multiple times to pop up as Wolfie and just happily listen like you havent also been thru the adventure that literally made him a werewolf

Wind is a cutie, he always joins in, esp when he recognizes the song, and since they can somehow remember the songs u sang while gaming, it will never not be a core memory for you to sing "Drunken Sailor" back to back with "I LOVE YOU HOE" by ODETARI (ft.9lives)

with Wind Waker Link.

You nearly died when you heard him singing the chorus, like literally right after drunken sailor 💀

(Its catchy u got it stuck in ur head from tiktok audios)

(Wind absolutely makes fun of the others for being in love with ur voice, like he'll trick u into ranting abt smth late at night when ur voice is husky or ur just low energy atm, and then from behind you just mouth at the rest of them, sitting looking up at you like ur an angel,

G A Y Y Y Y 🫵🫵🫵 )

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Sorry to anyone whose sent in stuff to my mailbox! I promise ill answer u tomorrow!!

Im acc running another blog for a diff fandom and i got busy today :/

BUT THANK U SM AND I LOVE YOU TO ANYONE WHO SENT STUFF IN !! <3333

Like, i would write a fic for u tysm for showing me ur interest bc it feels like tumbleweeds are blowing thru LU fandom when i check the tags 💀

Which isnt awful! I just like hearing feedback from ppl or just talking abt LU and stuff :)

Peace out,

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[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Fully Completely 3

Warnings: non-consent sex and rape (series), violence, mutual irritation, harassment

This is dark!Loki x reader and explicit. 18+ only.  Your media consumption is your own responsibility. Warnings have been given. DO NOT PROCEED if these matters upset you.

Series Synopsis: There’s a new face in Birch and he’s come to haunt your door.

Sister series to Smalltown Bringdown, When the Weight Comes Down, and Little Bones

Note: On to part three. Sorry for being a human disaster.

Thanks to everyone for their patience and feedback. :)

I really hope you enjoy. 💋

<3 Let me know what you think with a like or reblog or reply or an ask! Love ya!

Chapter 3: Or it will move right through me

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Jerome annoyed you as he picked through your tool box and clicked the ratchet noisily. He was excited but impatient and complained that you were taking so long. You told him if he wanted to pay out of pocket for labour, you could finish faster. 

You sat by his bike, parts strewn at your feet, and bent your head to look under the tank. You still had a lot to go and hadn’t yet added anymore of the gross chrome to the frame.

“Do you realise how filthy this is gonna get?” you huffed as you sat up and leaned your elbows on your legs, “not to mention how ridiculous it looks.”

“I like it. It’s just my style,” your brother grinned, “I don’t remember you spending this much time on Bucky’s ride and you and him--”

“He had me replace the tailpipe, you want nothing short of a rebuild,” you scoffed, “and you’re not the boss.”

“Don’t remind me,” he rolled his eyes, “guess it could be worse though. It could be Steve.”

“Thank god it’s not,” you chuckled, “I don’t know how many women had to toss beer in his face before he latched onto that mousy one at the bakery.”

“She’s nice,” Jerome shrugged, “far as I know. She doesn’t talk to anyone but Steve.”

“I wonder why,” you tisked, “he has insecurity written across his forehead.”

The tinny bell rang and the door whooshed open as the wind caught it. Jerome glanced over and dropped the ratchet noisily into the drawer of the tool box. You growled in warning as you spent much of your spare cash on those. He apologised quietly as he squared his shoulders at the man who appeared.

“Hey,” Bucky wiped the flakes from his hair and blew out a shiver.

“Bucky,” Jerome said rigidly.

The other man nodded and stepped further inside the garage. He shoved his hands in his pockets and paced aimlessly around the concrete floor. You watched him as you fiddled with the bolt in your hand.

“You wanna head down to the bar?” It wasn’t a question as Bucky came to face you, “I gotta talk to your sister.”

“Sure,” Jerome replied sharply, “you got it, boss.”

Bucky grumbled and waited for him to leave. He sniffed and kicked his toe into the floor.

“So… what’re you doing here? Been a while so must be urgent,” you sat up on the rolling stool and stretched your back.

“The whole town’s talking about it. You fighting him,” his brows drew together, “I told you I’d take care of him.”

“You didn’t,” you said evenly, “so I did.”

“I talked to him--”

“And said what?” you snorted.

“Look, you don’t understand. You said it yourself, you don’t care about my business. You don’t get what’s going on but what I need from him is bigger than your temper.”

“Excuse me? This is my fault? He broke into my shop, he followed me from that diner and he put his hands on me,” you stood and tossed the bolt away, “what do you want me to do, Buck?”

“First, I want you to remind yourself who I am. We’re not fucking anymore so that mouth isn’t as cute,” he warned, “and I want you to play nice.”

“All you have to do is keep him away from me. How hard is that for a man like you, huh? You’re the big dog.”

“Watch it,” he pointed at you, “I won’t tell you again.”

“He’s here to deal with you, not me,” you insisted, “he grabbed me, I defended myself, and I’ll do it again.”

“This isn’t grade school anymore, you can’t fight the boys,” he sighed.

“What are you saying?”

He was silent as his jaw ticked and his blue eyes strayed to the ceiling. You stepped closer and gripped your hips as you stared him down.

“There’s nothing else I can do for you. Nothing else I will do. He’s your problem.”

He met your glare and you scoffed in disgust, “you’re fucking serious? What do these idiots have on you?”

“It’s not what they have on me, it’s what I want from them. I’m planning for something bigger than Birch, that means there’s gonna be some sacrifices,” he shrugged.

“Sacrifices? Is that what you call it? Well, here’s one for you, the next time you get a little scuff on your tank or your headlight starts to flicker, you can head down to Carl’s,” you scowled.

“Don’t do this,” he gritted through his teeth.

“I can get business without you. I do better work than Carl, you know that. So go, I’ll deal with that asshole on my own, how I see fit.”

He inhaled and lifted his chin. He closed his eyes and thought. 

“Damn it,” he swore, “you can’t make anything fucking easy. What is it with you women and your god damn--” he lifted his hand and stopped himself, “you get in the way of my business, and you won’t be so worried about Loki.”

“Oh yeah? That’s what he said about you,” you mocked, “what’s with you men and your egos?”

His lip curled and he breathed through his teeth. His eyes lit up and he punched his palm as he turned away quickly.

“I hope he has his fun with you. Maybe he can fuck some sense into you,” Bucky growled, “God knows I tried.”

“You weren’t that good,” you snipped.

He kicked the shelf of wipers hung near the front of the shop and grunted. He stormed to the doorway and stopped to look back at you.

“You’ll be wishing it was me…” he hissed.

He waved you off and continued through the front door, slamming it behind him loudly. You stared at the scattered packages of wipers and bit down on your tongue. You wanted to run out and strangle that idiot but you knew how he could be. It was the reason you broke off your little fling; he was too much like you. Hard-headed and volatile.

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You weren’t going to change just because the town was overrun by asshole men. You were standing your ground and that meant you were going to finish your club sandwich and enjoy one lunch without interruption. 

The café was busier that day as the snowfall dwindled and the streets were mostly cleared as the plows made their regular rounds. You looked through the window as the school kids stopped by the bakery for hot drinks on their lunch and circled the rim of your mug with your fingertip. You sensed it was only the lull before the storm.

Further down you could see the corner of The Asp and heard a rumbling engine. Your shop remained empty except for Jerome’s bike. Since Bucky’s visit, you were too worked up to concentrate anyway. You wanted to take your wrench and knock every man in town in the head with it.

Nora brought your sandwich as Kimmie didn’t work on the weekends and your side of soup. You would eat both and leave satisfied. You wouldn’t let anyone ruin your day off. Well, not that you had very much to do aside from that.

You dipped your crusts in the tomato soup and stared at the seat across from you. Empty. Perfect.

You scooped the last of the bowl into your mouth and wiped your lips with the napkin. You stood and gulped up your coffee. You left money on the table and headed out. A peaceful, solitary lunch all to yourself.

You skipped the shop and continued down the street. You pushed into the hobby shop you rarely ventured into, more a bookshop if you were honest. You greeted the man at the counter with a smile. When you were a girl, you remembered he ordered you a special set of paints as the ones in his store were all dried up. Lu, you recalled his name.

You went to the shelves of models and looked over the new arrivals. You took the Smokey and the Bandit Trans Am off the shelf and smirked. Your father had one just like it when you were a kid. It wasn’t exactly new. You grabbed a bottle of black paint with it, always running low on the stuff, and headed for the counter.

Lu punched the buttons on his till and you heard a creak. Light footsteps emerged from the basement of used books as you opened your wallet.

“I didn’t take you as bookish,” Loki’s voice made you cringe.

You didn’t answer and counted out the bills for your purchase, “actually, you got any glue? I didn’t see any on the shelf.”

“Hmm, oh,” Lu turned and bent to reach into a box, “haven’t stocked up but these came in just before the storm.”

He added the orange and white tube to your bag and you added another bill. He counted out your change and handed it to you.

“Quite interesting what small towns can hide,” Loki didn’t wait to step up to counter and stood close, his sleeve against yours, “An antique edition of Whitman. One of the only Americans I read.”

You looked down at the worn tome, the edges fraying and the letters faded. It was marked up to a couple hundred. You could appreciate a love for reading but you weren’t entirely sure some old paper was worth all that.

“I’ll need the reading material as my visit has been prolonged,” he mused as you grabbed your bag and headed for the door, “my brother is due to return so I will stay in his place… get to know the town of Birch more intimately.”

You hid your disgust at his words and continued out the door. His exaggerated tones stuck in your head as you passed the window and absently swung your bag. You hated him. You really did. You should have bashed him over the head with that dumb book. 

You thought of that day in the snow and smiled. You knew that shame lingered in him. You would have no problem repeating that scene.

You came up to your shop and stopped short. The burly redhead who arrived with the pestilent man stood at your door, peering in through the window, angling his head as he tried to see around the blinds. You cleared your throat as you neared.

“Something I can help you with?” you asked dully.

“Oh, ah,” he turned and laughed at himself, “I thought… Loki, I thought he’d be here.”

“No. He wouldn’t be,” you said, “he’s down at the book shop.”

“Thanks. He apologise?” He prodded.

“You seem to know him well. You think he did?” you challenged.

“Ah, nah,” he smiled awkwardly, “s’pose he didn’t.”

“S’pose he didn’t,” you echoed, “it would be smart if you kept him away from here.”

“Yeah, uh, should do,” he sidled past you and you listened to his heavy boots clump along the beaten snow.

You took out your key and unlocked the door. You closed it quickly behind you, that man’s presence set you on edge. He hadn’t shown any of the venom of his associate but he was loyal to him. You double checked the locks on all the doors and made certain all windows were closed. 

You went up stairs into your apartment and stripped off your coat and boots. You sat at the small table where you ate those dinners you didn’t forget and unpacked your new model. You sorted the pieces and spread out the instructions. The image of the car on the box brought back nostalgic memories. You wouldn’t know all you did about bikes if it wasn’t for your dad. You missed him every day for the last… too many years.

You lost yourself in the tiny parts. You hunched over the table and carefully dabbed glue onto the plastic. Your eyes began to itch as the windows dimmed and you got up to turn on the lamp. You kept building well after dark and finally left the half-finished car on the table.

You stretched out your limbs as you stripped down to only your loose tee and yawned. You fell into bed and turned on the old tube television. You hit play on the VCR and the loud previews blared from the boxy speakers. You rolled yourself in your comforter and sat through the same movie trailers you’d watched a dozen times.

You were never a romantic but you the movie was another shadow of your childhood. Your grandma used to watch Kathleen Turner whenever you went to her place. She would serve you yogurt and berries and turn on the cheesy action flick and if you slept over, she would put in the sequel right after.

Your rituals kept you sane. You found it was easier to know what to expect and given your temper, it was better not to be surprised. You were always the trouble child and you regretted all those times your dad had to come talk to the principal or walk you home from school. You promised him you would be better.

Still you didn’t regret what you did. He always told you to stand up for yourself. Hell, he taught you how to throw a punch and all your best insults were inherited from him. You smiled as you thought of him and hugged your pillow as the intro played and the credits flicked up one name at a time.

You drifted off in the glow of the television and the sound effects sank into your dreams. You were still in Birch but thick vines had grown around all the buildings and billowing leaves shrouded the skies. The town had turned to jungle and you could hear the growls and grunts of beasts unseen.

You spun as a twig snapped and a snake uncoiled from a branch and fell into the brush at your feet. You stepped back and it slithered towards you. You stumbled and ran away as you could hear its skin smoothly glide through the grass at your feet. You tripped as its long body wrapped around your ankles and you crashed to the ground.

You struggled as the snake constricted your body and wound its neck around to face you. Its green eyes shone as its black scales gleamed. Its tongue flicked against your cheek and you felt its hot breath as it opened its mouth and revealed long, frightening fangs. You screamed as its bite loomed and you woke with a start.

The visions of the wild jungle faded but the heat did not. You blinked as an amber haze took over the room and you fought through your messy blankets and tumbled onto the floor. Your curtains were alight along with much of the wall. You bachelor was blazing with orange flames and you could barely see the door through the smoke.

You coughed and scrambled to your feet. Your eyes streamed and you blindly ran for the door and flew down the stairs. The shop was almost entirely engulfed as you reached the lower landing and you fumbled with the front door as flames licked closer and closer.

You burst out into the frozen night and your feet were numbed by the ice and snow. You retreated from the burning building, your life set aflame, and turned back as you reached the sidewalk. Sirens screamed and made you wince as you crossed your arms and chattered against the cold.

“Pity,” the slither made your skin crawl, “though I suppose it is a blessing you at least saved yourself.”

You glanced at Loki as your vision blurred with the tears of realisation. Everything you had was turning to ash before you. You blinked away the droplet and sneered at him. He smirked and you knew. He smirked and he knew. It wasn’t an accident.

[bokettochild]

*pokes you* got any angsty headcanons? Or just headcanons in general?

MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHA!!!!!!!!

Oh gosh! You asked for it! (literally)

So, angsty headcannons!

Time, Sky and Legend all experience visions related to their adventures, and the current quest. Sky sees what will happen, Time sees the consequences of events that have already taken place, and Legend experiences what will happen, whether it be to him or not.

Like if, say, an enemy escaped during a fight, Sky would see it coming back, Time would see it coming back and killing, say, Warriors who attacked it last, and Legend would experience death in his sleep, as if he was in Warriors' body.

Wars is Wild's dad, and the 10k hero. So yeah, he's going to have to fight the Calamity after LU is over, and know that even if he defeats it, no matter what he does, his kid will have to fight it and die to this thing :)

Lullaby in the fallen timeline is trans, and goes down in the stories not as a princess, but as a prince. For this reason, princes are considered a sign of doom in the Downfall Timeline. The same goes for being trans. The royal family is not kind to trans folks because they believe Zelda's change to Sheik was a sin that made Hylia reject their timeline. It's bogus, but that's the Hylian Royal family for you. Legend, as a prince (Zelda's twin) has to hide among the people because princes are so hated, and going trans isn't an option to avoid it.

Malon is wrong, and she doesn't even know it, Time doesn't either. Time is over 100 years old. His mother lived in the later years of the Hero of the Four Sword, and when war against the rebelling Gerudo took place in Hyrule, she had to flee into the lost woods. Time was raised by the kolkiri, and while he did age, it was exponentially slower than a normal Hylian would, because that's how the forest works. Thus, when Time leaves the forest, hundreds of years after the war, when the Gerudo are again under Hyrule's control but about to rebel, he has no clue that he's outlived all the rest of his Hylian family. That's why he nveer finds any of them, ever, they already died.

Going with the Wars is Wild's dad thing, I did end up creating an OC, at the encouragement of my readers for my The Ties That Bind series, and she's Warriors' wife. They were happily married before the war, but then Wild was taken away by Cia and dumped thousands of years in the future. Warriors, as great as he is, failed to tell his wife why this happened (that Cia was lusting after him) and also had trouble remaining in contact with her throughout the war. he found comfort in taking care of Tune and Mask (Wind and Time) but when his wife found out about them she assumed he was trying to replace their son. They've had several fights since then, and she's gone back to live with her parents. LU takes place only months after the war was over, and Warriors hasn't had a chance to make up with her yet.

Legend has arthritis from his adventures.

Warriors and Wind both have hearing loss from the cannons they used.

Time's hair actually hides scars on the sides of his face, where he unconsciously scratches when he has nightmares.

Twilight's wrist is perpetually scarred from the shackle in his wolf form, but it carries over to Hylian form too.

Hyrule is anemic.

On the anniversary of their first split, Four always ends up in agonizing pain. He has to be split or else he will pass out from the pain. He's not sure why, but the same thing happens to him when they're in the downfall timeline, but it's on a different day. Legend's hesitant to tell him that that particular day is the anniversary of when he had to fight and defeat Four in the Palace of the Four Sword.

On that note, Four is still alive in Legend's time. Lil Legend (I'm with the fandom on calling him Lore) grew up hearing stories of the Hero of the Four Sword, and kinda idolized him, since he was the last known Hero of Courage that actually survived and defeated the bad guy. If Legend despises the Fallen Hero, he really looks up to the Heroes of the Four Sword. But he did have to fight them, so he's always wary around Four and is forever trying to prevent the other teen from getting corrupted. He knows what corrupted Four is like. Corrupted Four is still sealed in the Palace of the Four Sword, and while Lore fought him, poor baby couldn't make himself kill his heroes. so they're still in there to this day.

[kenganparadise]

Kengan Ashura Masterlist

last updated- 6/26/2021

Kengan Ashura-

Adam Dudley-

Fluffy HCs

NSFW HCs

Finding out his crush loves southern accents

Reacting to his S/O getting injured

With an outwardly intimidating S/O that's actually a softie

Accidentally Walking on his crush naked (NSFW)

Agito Kanoh-

Relationship HCs

General NSFW HCs

Agito falling in love, confessing, the first date, and losing his virginity (NSFW)

Agito gets Pegged scenario (NSFW)

Agito getting jealous over his crush HCs

With an animal lover S/O

Working out with Agito

Walking in on his crush changing

With a soulmate the same Gender as him

With a soulmate the same gender as him NSFW

Having a snowball fight with his S/O

Reacting to finding his S/O masturbating to a picture of him NSFW

Having his S/O do his makeup

Catching his S/O masturbating to a picture of him (NSFW)

Their S/O going into labor

Reacting to his S/O getting injured

Gift Giving HCs

Yandere HCs

Threes a crowd fic (NSFW)

Meeting a Cat

Agito with a non-athletic S/O

Finding out his S/O is pregnant with triplets

Introducing his S/O to his family/Friends

Who would be down to get pegged

Finding out his S/O is a VS model

Agito with a pure S/O that can fight

Proposing to his S/O

Reacting to his S/O throwing a jealous fit

With an S/O who likes to sing him to sleep

Reacting to receiving hugs/chest nuzzles

Having a crafty/artistic S/O who does gymnastics

Omegaverse HCs (NSFW)

His child is being bullied and they use the formless style for the first time

Having A succubus S/O (NSFW)

Reacting to his S/O wearing a mask with a dildo underneath (NSFW)

Having a very dominant S/O (NSFW)

Bonding with a symbiote HCs

Having an S/O who is mindful of his medical conditions

Agito being dominated by his S/O (oneshot NSFW)

Having an S/O who focuses too much on his pecs

Getting proposed to by his S/O

Agito waking from a nightmare (drabble) (TW)

Reacting to being called a simp

Not understanding his S/O’s sexual innuendos

His S/O asking him to be gentler during sex (NSFW)

Akoya Seishu- 

NSFW HCs

Meeting a cat

Alan Wu-

Relationship HCs

NSFW HCs

As an older brother

Isekai HCs

Having a crush and confessing

Reacting to his child being bullied and his S/O standing up for them

With an animal lover S/O

Beach day Imagine

Meeting a cat

Confessing to his crush

Biting kink

Raian x Reader x Alan

Receiving a massage

Trying to comfort his S/O

With an S/O who likes to play fight

With an S/O who shows affection through bites and nibbles

Carlos Medel-

Love language HCs

Meeting a cat

As an older brother

Reacting to receiving hugs/chest nuzzles

Chiba Takayuki-

Who would be down to get pegged

Cosmo Imai-

Relationship HCs SFW/NSFW

Cosmo with a kick boxer S/O

With an S/O who has abilities Like Ty-Lee

With a soulmate the same gender as him

With a soulmate the same gender as him NSFW

Having a Thicc S/O

Cosmo finding out he’s going to be a father

Lovingly listening to his S/O ranting about things they enjoy

Accidentally Walking on his crush naked (NSFW)

Cosmo having an older S/O (NSFW)

Taking his crush/best friend’s v-card fic (NSFW)

One night stand HCs (NSFW)

Cosmo and his older S/O having fun in public (NSFW)

Edward Wu-

General/Relationship HCs

NSFW HCs

Reacting to his S/O getting injured

With a popular S/O

With an S/O who is doting to their child

With an S/O who has a dangerous profession

Breeding kink HCS (NSFW)

Sub!Edward HCs (NSFW)

Receiving a massage

Trying to comfort his S/O

Getting proposed to by his S/O

With an S/O who likes to play fight

With an S/O who shows affection through bites and nibbles

Kinks list (NSFW)

Falcon-

General/Relationship HCs

Who would be down to get pegged

Meeting a cat

As an older brother

Husband HCs

Fei Wanfang-

Meeting a cat

As an older brother

Fusui Kure-

With a soulmate of the same gender (SFW/NSFW)

Gaolang Wongsawat-

General NSFW

With an innocent S/O who supports him in his fighting

Watching a horror movie with his S/O

His S/O going into labor

With a soulmate the same gender as him

With a soulmate the same gender as him NSFW

With an animal lover S/O

Gift giving HCs

With an S/O who has abilities like Ty-lee

Introducing his S/O to his Family/Friends

Catching his S/O masturbating to a picture of him (NSFW)

Having his S/O do his makeup

Meeting a cat

Gaolang with an angelic nurse S/O

Reacting to his S/O getting injured

Receiving oral from an S/O who’s good at it (NSFW)

Proposing to his S/O

Reacting to his S/O throwing a jealous fit

Having A succubus S/O (NSFW)

Taking care of his S/O who suffers with mental illness

Reacting to his S/O wearing a mask with a dildo underneath (NSFW)

Parent HCs

With a Kure S/O HCs

Having an S/O who is the CEO of a tech company

Reacting to being called a simp

Having an S/O who loves his bara titties

Reacting to his S/O coming home drunk and motorboating him

Haruo Kono-

With an crush who loves to fluster him/Confessing

Hajime Hanafusa-

With a normal seeming S/O who is secretly protective and creepy

Hanafusa with a kick boxer S/O

Who would be down to get pegged

What its like to give the v-card to Hanafusa

Hayami Masaki-

Relationship HCs

NSFW HCs

More SFW/NSFW HCs

Reacting to his S/O sneaking up on him

Meeting a cat

Finding out his partner is pregnant

Himuro Ryo

Finding out his S/O is a VS model

Gift giving HCs

Hiyama Shunka-

In a healthy relationship with her new S/O(TW)

Akoya approaching Hiyama and her new S/O (TW)

Hollis Kure-

General Relationship HCs SFW/NSFW

worrying about his lack of hobbies when he meets his future S/O

Having an S/O who is nonjudgmental about his lack of hobbies

With an S/O who likes to play fight

Having an S/O who is mindful of the full moon

Inaba Ryo-

Husband HCs

Ivan Karaev-

Who would be down to get pegged

Kiohzan Takeru-

Reacting to his S/O sneaking up on him

Relationship HCs

Joji Narushima-

Reacting to his S/O wearing a mask with a dildo underneath (NSFW)

Having an S/O who loves haunted houses

Jose Kanzaki-

Relationship HCs SFW/NSFW

Reacting to their S/O’s ex wanting them back

Julius Reinhold-

Reacting to receiving hugs/chest nuzzles

Reacting to his S/O getting injured

Thigh riding HCs (NSFW)

Jurota Arashiyama-

Relationship SFW/NSFW

Love language HCs

Cuddling HCs

Reacting to receiving hugs/chest nuzzles

As an older brother

Meeting a cat

His S/O asking him to be gentler during sex (NSFW)

Kaneda Suekichi-

NSFW HCs

Who would be down to get pegged

Gift giving HCs

Husband HCs

With a Transmasc S/O

Kazou Yamashita-

NSFW HCs

Reacting to his daughter dating Raian

Koga Narushima-

Relationship HCs SFW/NSFW

With a hybrid bunny S/O SFW/NSFW

With an innocent S/O who supports him in his fighting

Reacting to his S/O getting injured

Reviving oral from an S/O who’s good at it (NSFW)

Kurayoshi Rino-

Rei x reader x Rino

Kuroki Gensai-

NSFW HCs

Parent HCs

Reacting to his S/O getting injured

Liu Dongcheng-

Naidan x Reader x Liu

  Naidan x reader x Liu (NSFW)

Who would be down to get pegged

As an older brother

Meeting a cat

Lolong Donaire-

Meeting a cat

As an older brother

Lu Tain-

Relationship HCs

Lu Tain with another Gu survivor S/O

Meeting a cat

As an older brother

With a popular S/O

Meguro Masaki-

NSFW HCs

Steamy summer Nights (NSFW)

Isekai HCs

Reacting to his S/O sneaking up on him

Reacting to his S/O getting injured

His S/O asking him to be gentler during sex (NSFW)

Mikazuchi Rei-

Rei x reader x Rino

Misasa-

NSFW HCs

More Misasa HCs

Walking in on his crush changing

Misasa with a bodyguard S/O

Having a Thicc S/O

Meeting a cat

Receiving oral from an S/O who’s good at it

Mitsuyo Kureishi-

Reacting to their S/O’s ex wanting them back

Who would be down to get pegged

Walking in on his crush changing

Mokichi Robinson-

Husband HCs

Finding out his modest S/O is actually a lingerie model

Muteba Gizenga-

Finding out his modest S/O is actually a lingerie model

Naidan Mönkhbat-

Naidan x Reader x Liu

Naidan x reader x Liu (NSFW)

Meeting a cat

Isekai HCs

As an older brother

Nezu Masami-

Nezu with a short S/O

Nicolas Le Banner-

Relationship HCs

NSFW HCs

Who would be down to get pegged

Having a crush and confessing

With an animal lover S/O

As an older brother

Meeting a cat

Nikaido Ren-

Who would be down to get pegged

Nogi Hideki-

NSFW HCs

Ohma Tokita-

Quarantining with Ohma

NSFW HCs

Working out with Ohma

Ohma with a shy S/O that's a freak in the sheets (NSFW)

Ohma with a crush who acts like they ship Ohma and Kaede

Ohma with and Aerialist S/O

With a soulmate the same gender as him

With a soulmate the same gender as him NSFW

Walking in on his crush changing

Breeding his S/O NSFW Drabble

With an animal lover S/O

His S/O teasing him in a mini Skirt

Ohma x reader x Setsuna

Meeting a cat

Ohma’s partner gets kidnapped

Having his S/O do his makeup

Reacting to his child being bullied and his S/O standing up for them

Catching his S/O masturbating to a picture of him

Ohma x Raian

Yandere HCs

Finding out his S/O is pregnant with triplets

With an S/O who is doting to their child

Having a thicc S/O

With an S/O with abilities like Ty-Lee

Ohma Getting jealous over his crush

Reacting to his S/O sleeping in his clothes

With a plus Sized S/O

Ohma with a cat hybrid S/O SFW/NSFW

Gift giving HCs

Reacting to his S/O picking him up

Ohma singing to his S/O

Having a snowball fight with his S/O

Reacting to his S/O getting injured

Finding out his S/O is a VS model

Thoughts on his fight with Raian

Lovingly listening to his S/O rant about things they enjoy

With an innocent S/O who supports him in his fighting

Primal HCs NSFW

Reacting to a blind reader

With a hybrid bunny S/O SFW/NSFW

Reacting to his S/O ripping their pants in public

Stepdad Ohma

Reacting to his S/O throwing a jealous fit

With a S/O who likes to sing him to sleep

Reacting to their S/O’s ex wanting them back

With a trans woman S/O

Having A succubus S/O (NSFW)

Having an S/O with PTSD (TW)

Reacting to his S/O raging in another language

Having a very dominant S/O (NSFW)

Bonding with a symbiote HCs

Raian x reader x Ohma

Having an S/O who is from another animalistic clan

With a crush (High school AU) (TW)

Having a Turkish S/O

Ohma helping his lactating S/O (NSFW)

Werewolf Ohma in heat (NSFW fic)

Having an S/O who loves his bara titties

Reacting to his S/O coming home drunk and motorboating him

Finding out his S/O is a former sexy-cammer (NSFW)

Gangbang with Ohma, Raian, Setsuna and Retsudo HCs (NSFW)

[littleoddwriter]

I’m once again asking writers of “x Reader” Fics to tag their stories properly, please and thank you.

- Signed by a trans male Reader and Writer, who is sick of getting dysphoric because y’all can’t tag (and title) your stories accordingly, such as having to feel excluded and ignored every time. /lu /nbr

[lucaawrites]

hi!

hi! I'm abraham lucas, in here you can call me lu or luca, my pronouns are he/him and I'm 20 years old

I created this page with the aim of reading the fics that i can't find to read myself, so this mostly will be self indulgent fics :)

if you ever need to talk about something or anything this is a safe space! my dms are always open <3

so this page will be mostly for my fanfics, I will mostly write male or gender neutral readers! I will NOT write female reader, it makes me feel very uncomfortable :) I probably will write AFAB readers tho. I will write neurodivergent, POC, plus size and trans readers as I am neurodivergent, plus sized, trans and POC. And I am probably going to write argentinian readers too. It's a little more explained in my who I write for :)

this is the first time that I am writing fics in english, so I would really aprecciate feedback, if I do any spelling or gramatical mistakes please tell me! <3

I hope that you enjoy!

my links and other blogs:

my fics: #lucaa writes (anything that is not fic related will be posted under the tag of #not a fic)

masterlist

who I write for

OTHER BLOGS:

@lucaareblogs here I reblog all the fics (not mine) that I like and reply to reblogs of my fics <3

@lucaashitposts me either shitposting or rebloging stuff I find funny or relatable with tags probably talking about my life

[aiden-png]

:pulls up a beanbag: Trans Roolie you say??

ohhh yes Stormy, trans Roolie was going to Happen. it was right after that update with the leather armor thing Hyrule wore, and brain immediately went ‘that’s a binder’... so I went to write a fic where Hyrule is trans! and I got pretty far in but couldn’t get it fluffy enough :( I didn’t want to talk about dysphoria or be angsty, I wanted a positive and loving fic where everyone accepts Hyrule. but I wanted to have it so Hyrule didn’t realize what being trans was, but also wore a binder, and thus I kept getting trapped in the dysphoria narrative oof. my experience of binding kept leaking through, so I set aside the fic until I could come back to it in a happier headspace. I got super busy with uni work and by the time I was free again I just didn’t have an interest XD it would’ve been a trend fic too, and that trend has somewhat passed, so if I do finish it the original inspiration will have forgotten by the readers. I write a Lot of trans LU/LoZ content and I usually prefer the casual route since I write it for an audience that doesn’t need an explanation or reasons for a character to be trans. so I’ve written trans Hyrule content (which I think you’ve read!) but it hasn’t been long or comprehensive enough to post anywhere :,)

[lilys0evil0twin]

Currently working on the requests, should all come out sometime next week.

Reki x trans m! Reader

Poseidon x m! Reader

Hercules x Dom! f! Reader

Vampire! Thor x f! Reader

Werewolf Lu Bu x f! Reader

Priest! Beelzebub x nun! Reader