#with readers who are hybrids

[sea-lanterns]

Animal Hybrid AU but this time instead of being an animal hybrid yourself, you work as a Veterinarian that specializes in working with the hybrid genshin women.

Yes, you are just a human in this version of the AU, but I think Vet! Reader would be interesting to work with, as you get to work very closely with different hybrids and tend to them very intimately for their health. Like, imagine giving Golden Retriever! Navia a shot and having to comfort her while she whimpers in fear, or brushing Lion! Dehya’s sharp teeth and making sure she’s all healthy and clean.

I guess it’s similar to the Android AU on my HSR blog where you take care of all of them, but I rlly love the idea of Reader being a hot nerdy Vet that all the animal hybrids desire.

[q1ngqve]

Your Fox!Aventurine gave me brainrot…. Might I ask for more head canons for Fox!Aventurine and Bunny!Reader? Thanks!

i am always ready to serve! 🤭

CW; fem! bunny! hybrid reader, fox! hybrid aventurine, pet name (bunny), yandere, pervert?, breeding (mentioned briefly), overstimulation, oral (receiving)

fox! aventurine is even more of a tease than his human form, he just loves your reactions whenever he says / does something flirty

absolutely adores the way your eyes dart away from his each time he calls you “little bunny”! he just wants to lock you up and keep you to himself, he’s definitely a yandere if i do say so myself

fox! aventurine is such a pervert :( stalks and follows you everywhere, making sure to leave something behind to let you know that he’s watching <3 you’d often find your clothes / undergarments missing from your hamper, thinking you probably misplaced them

he is obsessed with you! like this man is seriously down bad for you, tell him to do anything and he’ll listen with the biggest smile on his face 🤭 but don’t be fooled his kind demeanor, he is a fox after all, and you’re a just his prey

fox! aventurine loves loves LOVES to tug at your sensitive ears! especially when he fucks you from behind, where he can see your ass, your fluffy tail, and the way your ears twitch every time he thrusts into you

he goes so hard that your legs give out on you, your body collapsing weakly onto the mattress with your hips still in the air, supported by his hands. you’re not going anywhere, not until he’s satisfied and you’re pumped full of his cum :(

fox! aventurine just couldn’t control his instinct to breed you full, his sex drive is so high he can go on for hours on end, fucking into you again and again, doesn’t care if you’re sobbing and trembling beneath him, pawing at the mattress as you beg him to stop. it’s just too much! you’re so so sensitive, and it’s all because of him

he’s not done though, overstimulating you with his dick is just round 1! round 2 begins when he decides he needs to taste you because you just smell so sweet 😵‍💫 your cunt is just so warm and inviting, he just has to make you come undone on his tongue :(

“i know it hurts, bunny, i know. just one more for me, okay?”

[yuwuta]

bunny megumi except he’s bratty and annoying and he knows it and he likes it and somehow he ends up being the one to put a collar on you, leopard yuuta who’s normally anxious around people but he just melts into your touch and moves with a surprising amount of confidence and fluidity when he fucks you, puppy yuuji except he’s not really puppy because he lift probably four times his weight and throws you around like it’s nothing and he’s actually a little scary on the wrong days, but he definitely does bark. snow leopard satoru who knows he’s pretty and rare and people love him but it sounds sooo much better when he gets you to tell him that he’s pretty and you love him and wanna keep him, and back to megumi because while i’m here i have to mention wolf megumi and for the longest time you swear he’s a cat or a lynx hybrid because he’s sly like one and he preens and prods around you like one, but it definitely shows in the way he likes to bite and scent you and call you his mate when he’s about to cum. or whatever. if you even care

[dropsnectar]

Fluff with some NSFW or NSFT

A vampire that stays mostly in half bat form during the day. He is only slightly smaller then his human form, but finds that he can survive on equal parts fruit juice and blood the more time he spends like this. Also his protruding nose is very fun to kiss~

A vampire that's so soft and fuzzy and loves to curl up with you when you come home from work. He loves to wrap you in his wings to keep you close and warm!! His musk always smells sweet. A courting vampire always doused himself in the best perfumes that intensify his musk. You always smell good whenever you spend time with your boyfriend.

A vampire who spends half his time during the week with his colony. It turns out that vampires were actually meant to be a social species, rather than isolated. When they form a colony, their mental state improves, which means less health issues, like dying in sunlight. A happy vampire can handle the stress of the sun better when he is covered in his sun hats and umbrellas! Your vampire prefers a large black cowboy hat, and some sunglasses.

A vampire that, while being nocturnal, always makes time to be with you. He can't keep himself from kissing your face when he sees you, and holding your for a full five minutes before you two go off on your dates.

A vampire who when he gets you home, loves to go down on you. Its one of his favorite things, sometimes even swearing that your fluid is just as nutritious as blood to him. He'd go into the details about vampires and life force with you, but your too cute squirming under him, for him to stop. Maybe later.

A vampire who loves singing to you. He can't help it, its part of the vampire courting behavior. You find him humming so often when he meets with you, when he holds you, when the two of you are making love. He also loves taking you to music festivals, its a fun pastime for you to share!

A vampire who tells you about his colony's scheduled orgies(also known as swarms). Who doesn't mind sharing you occasionally among his brethren, if you don't mind going of course!

A vampire who uses his big ears and silent magic chirps to check the area for danger. A vampire who can sense an irrate person by the sound of their heartbeat and always steers you clear of any risks when your out.

A vampire who is obsessed with the sound of your heartbeat, loving how close to you it makes him feel. And who loves to listen to it thud faster when he gets you all riled up.

(In case you didn't catch on these are all bat behaviors: link)

[teddybeartoji]

toji tells you “does puppy wants a treat???!!!! ･ﾟ✧ (っ´▽｀)っ” before fucking your throat

AAAAHHHHH🥴🥴🥴🥴 NONNIEEEE YOU GET MEEE OH MY GOD THIS MADE ME FEEL ALL WARM AND FUZZY INSIDE FUCK FUCK FUCKKKKK he taps the tip on your tongue while staring down at you with half-lidded eyes and a smirk.... mmmmm he waits until you actually say that you want it because just a nod will never be enough for him.. he tugs on your leash until your nose is buried in his pubes, your eyes watering as you take him down your throat like a good pup🥴🥴🥴🥴

[chocogi]

Xiao & fennec fox child hybrid reader

A lost little feral

Xiao's patrol was supposed to be simple. Clear the areas, and check Azhdaha's seal. Until he finds a lone little foxling rustling about by Azhdaha's tree.

cw; none, i think? fluff. minor mentions of sickness. its x reader

ha betcha didnt think i woyld write genshin again after throwing up a cod drabble. its eating my brain xiao is my baby

The rain pours its tears onto the earth as Xiao walks down the dirt path towards Nantianmen. Azhdaha has been defeated and resealed, but the seal must be checked periodically to prevent fault.

A geovishap hatchling screeches and chases down its mother's tail. A few burrowing weasels wrestled by a pool, where a crane serenely picks at its talons and sips atthe water.

Amidst the roots of the majestic tree Azhdaha sleeps under, quiet rustling pricks at Xiao's ears and snares his attention easily.

Xiao sighs. He must check, lest there be a threat he might accidentally dismiss.

His patrols were supposed to be a simple matter

A sharp cry scares the peaceful crane, and it flies off, startling the weasels, who burrow away. The geovishap curls closer to its mother while she scans the surrounding area before cooing down at her precious little warrior.

A blink, and Xiao is nowhere for a moment, before a little fennec hybrid lets out a muffled shriek as the yaksha reappears behind them, shushing them with a hand to their mouth.

"You are a long way from home, little fox," Xiao mumbles. observing the squirming child caught in his arms. "What are you doing here?"

The fennec simply squirms and wriggle in his hold, tail tucked between their legs and large ears flattened in clear fear.

"Tell me." His grip tightens slightly, and the child wails softly in pain, their struggling beaten down quickly. But they don't speak.

With a huff, Xiao pushes the child away allowing them to scramble off and hide in the winding roots of the large tree. "If you won't speak, fine. Will you follow me to the Harbour?"

They look at him with fear and apprehension in big doe-eyes that somehow fit with their vulpine features, and they shake their head. He sighs. "Do you have a name?" They shake their head again.

Xiao thinks for a second, and teleports away.

The second time Xiao finds them, they're stuck on the tree, ears pinned to their head and tail tucked around one of their legs. When Xiao tries to approach, the little kit just wails and scampers away, higher and higher onto the branches. His brow twitches.

It takes about five minutes of Xiao chasing the child all over the tree for him to catch the wriggling, fearful fiend and deposit them back onto the ground, safely. It takes another minute for him to try and fail to calm their panicking as they just keep running away from him.

Xiao sighs, shakes his head, and moves on with his patrol.

The third time, it was raining again.

A coat is draped onto the shivering fox's shoulders once Xiao finds them again, and he sits beside them, uncaring of the mud that will rub into his sash.

He pulls out a sunsettia. "Eat."

The child mumbles a small thank you in a tongue he does not understand, before biting into the fruit. It tasted of mangoes, with the texture of an apple and the shape of a pear.

When Xiao leaves, three sunsettia cores have been left by the tree's roots, the little kit ushered into the cavity under the roots where Azhdaha's seal is visible.

Xiao left them a warning not to touch the barrier, and an armful more of sunsettias.

For the fourth, the child does not skitter away once they see him, and Xiao counts that as a win.

He sits by the entrance, the soil still damp and cold, and pulls out a container of "Sweet Dreams," his take on the silky almond tofu. Xiao portions a bite onto a spoon and holds it out to the foxling.

"Come here, eat it," he coaxes, but Xiao doesn't think it's doing much, considering he was never one for verbal comfort. Still, he holds out the spoon, waiting patiently.

It's only when an ache starts to bloom in his outstretched arm that the child trots closer, gently gripping onto his hand as they eat the bite of the sweet, silky dessert.

And if Xiao smiles when their eyes widen and sparkle and they drape themselves over his lap asking for more, no one will know.

On their fifth meeting, when Xiao finds the foxling curled up, shaking and sick, he only sighs, and bundles them up to take back to the inn.

It has been raining periodically, and the yaksha is unsurprised when the foxling eventually succumbs to a flu.

"Do you really not have a name? I can't keep calling you 'child'," he mumbles down at his shivering charge, and when they shake their head, he pats them gently.

"Alright then."

Xiao pets the foxling's ears. "We will find a name for you later."

In truth, he had asked for a name from his master, believing that he would soon come to take care of the child himself once the wild leaves them sick and weak. But he is still busy in the Harbour hand has yet to visit the Inn again, so waiting it is.

[satoruxx]

I just found between comfort and chaos and I AM OBSESSED in this most recent chapter I loved all the details but also am I delusional or was Toji jealous/protective when he met Nanami 😮 also this might be a stupid question but is the title based off of the lizzy mcalpine song?

HI NONNIE !!! welcome to our lil family pls enjoy your stay we have snacks every friday :33

i'm so happy you're enjoying wolf!toji so far !! and lmao you are NOT delusional he was getting unneccesarily grumpy about how friendly you and nanami are !! he is... a little slow though, so to him that's definitely not jealousy (it is) and obviosuly it has nothing to do with being territorial over you (it does). the worst part is toji knows very well that nanami is such a good person. the bear hybrid is so similar to you, unflinchingly kind and understanding—he knows it so well. so he doesn't want to feel so irritated when you and nanami trade smiles and when you praise the bear's personality. he doesn't want to...

but here is is, gritting his teeth and huffing to himself.

lol he's so stupid i love him, my lil grumpy wolf. once again i have rambled about wolf!toji bc i have no self control but yes long story short anon, he is jealous !!

ALSO no it's not a stupid question, it is absolutely from ceilings by lizzy mcalpine !! i adore the line "lovely to sit between comfort and chaos" and that's where i got the inspo from because... let's be so fr, toji is quite literally stuck between those two worlds !!

thank you for dropping by nonnie !! have a lovely day <333

[klaustopia]

FOLKS I- (18+) ⚠️

We better be on the same page because isn't this 100% what Klaus is like ? 🏃🏼‍♂️‍➡️🕳️

[the-whispers-of-death]

boy oh boy is dog hybrid Stone giving me ideas.

imagine dog hybrid Stone trained to be the marines attack dog, dehumanised and mistreated because hybrids don't really have rights. he thinks he'll spend the rest of his life fighting but oops he gets injured and the marines are forced to give him up.

in comes reader, an older, retired man looking for something to keep him company. he sees Stone and decides to give him a better home. Stone is skittish at first but reader slowly breaks down his walls. he gets his own room, good food that reader tests before giving over or letting Stone watch and help make it, no strict schedule, no yelling, hitting or brutal trainings. just an older man helping a scarred hybrid calm down and rest

Dog Hybrid!Stone would call that man "Daddy" so fast.

Dog Hybrid!Stone is constantly seen curled up on a nice dog bed you gave him or curled up at your feet. He loves being around you.

At first it was because he was still wary about you, paranoid that you were going to hit him at any moment, but then it became into him feeling so much peace around you. He passes out almost instantly when he curls up at the base of your feet, knowing that he's safe with you.

He gives you some loving licks on the face a lot, despite being able to kiss your face. He just thinks the licks are more intimate and affectionate.

[darlingpwease]

It's all empty

you have never considered yourself a special follower of the dragon sect — but you are more than obliged to Qingheng-jun and are close to Lan Qiren to understand that the only way you can pay your moral duty and fulfill the role of a friend is to stay by side until your time comes.

it's not that you have a long time left — phoenixes don't have the same ambiguous or long lifespan — but you don't regret the thought of spending the rest like this. after all, Qingheng-jun's kids are adorable, and although you love to pamper and play with LAN XICHEN, letting him be a child while his uncle is not watching, having come to terms with your personality since you were young, — but teasing little thoughtful LAN WANGJI is also fun.

he's just so closed and quiet, even at such a tender age — what will happen when he grows up? you conspiratorially say Lan Qiren when you continue to squeeze his nephews, but Lan Qiren for the first time in front of them looks more like he's even ready to let you set fire to the house, so long as you don't bother him, and to curious eyes you just say that you have your secrets. after all, everyone has their secrets, right? — here you can force the strictest dragon in the world to put up with you, as long as you don't start switching to heavy artillery — LAN XICHEN looks at you with admiration with big shining eyes, while LAN WANGJI timidly accepts hugs.

cuties, cutest little dragons.

they love you, don't they?

constantly follow you, seek your presence and willingly allow themselves to hide in your arms, as if seeking protection from the whole world — you can only gently embrace them, cradling, pressing to your heart.

cute little dragons.

LAN XICHEN and LAN WANGJI are hard and not like ordinary children, but you are sure that they will grow strong and gentle — you just have to cover them with your wings, making sure that they do not repeat after their father or their uncle. they should not become part of this circle.

LAN XICHEN is obedient and noble; LAN WANGJI is thoughtful and gentle. they are both like moonlight and winter morning. all this is empty — you think when carefully take them out into the city, trying to somehow awaken their interest beyond being perfect and well-mannered.

you don't dare blame Lan Qiren — you know what he's like — but you also understand that anyone can't raise children like him. and neither like you.

but what can you do?

not that you'll ever have phoenix-dragon hatchling hybrids.

when you carefully break a piece of a three-piece mantou, giving them your part, even if both LAN XICHEN and LAN WANGJI try not to give out what they liked it, you just want to squeeze their cheeks, hide them in your arms and never let them go.

LAN XICHEN and LAN WANGJI like to hug, although the latter is more sticky; LAN XICHEN is more willing to seek approval and praise, trustingly poking into your palm, trying to see what will make you happy. LAN WANGJI has expressive eyes in which what he feels always floats, even if his face is like the untouched surface of a winter lake; LAN XICHEN'S hands tremble slightly when he is under pressure, but his smile is almost perfectly trained, even if you still see excitement and anxiety in his eyes.

LAN WANGJI is deeply immersed in himself and builds a bubble; LAN XICHEN is afraid to look inside himself, but willingly curls into a ball when you stroke him, allowing what none of you will allow anyone else. LAN WANGJI gets up early — always — but may not sleep for a long time, although he prefers morning. LAN XICHEN gets up early, but prefers late evening and early night, enjoying the time when it is impossible to see each other's faces.

their horns are beautiful, like their father's, and exquisitely curved. The tail of LAN WANGJI is lighter in hue, but the horns of LAN XICHEN have a more catchy coral shade.

you are so fond of two little dragons that are no longer small, but still looking up at you from the bottom up, like your chicks, who are growing faster and faster every year.

the two of them have cool hands, but that only means their hearts are hot.

the real dragons.

your precious ones.

when LAN WANGJI cries, he always puffs out his cheeks, frowning, while big tears drip from his bright eyes like red-hot gold, and even his tail hits the ground as if warning; LAN XICHEN cries more defenselessly, with a frightened, alarmed expression, like a hunted animal, and his tail freezes in place, trembling.

they are completely different.

you really hope they won't cry.

phoenixes are reborn from their own ashes, so one day you will definitely come back.

definitely.

...

the only thing you regret is that you didn't have time to say 'goodbye'.

[rush-the-stars]

ik we always talk ab wolf!hybrid megumi but what about wolf!hybrid reader who he likes a liiiiiitle too much……

[mintmatcha]

aali's got me thinking about hybrid reader smh

[ggumjjun]

hello hello im so loving this txt and their hybrids u have going on ^^

picture the boys hanging out together for the first time in a while, after being busy and working really hard, they all look like varying degrees of exhaustion.

yeonjun and soobin look like they've just had a spiritual cleanse, eyes still a little baggy but there's a glow to them. they're smiling more and they cary themselves like they're floating ˙˚ʚ(´◡`)ɞ˚˙

gyu and kai well... if the wrinkled shirt and knotted hair says anything, is that they've been dragged around like a rag. but their builds are more toned and firm, like they've been doing cardio after cardio.

and.. well... our taehyunnie looks like he's slept on a wooden board with a cheese grater as a blanket 💀 the boys are like ಠ_ಠ u good bro? but he's fine really he loves his kitty so much and sometimes it's him that gets carried away while burrying u into the mattress ( ͡°з ͡°)

OK here’s a braindump on txt n their domestic hybrids lol if we like ill consider using it as a basis for a domestic hybrid series ^^

yeonjun n his bunny who is sooo innocent even after everything he’s done to u <3 like still gets confused n humps pillows when he’s not there bc u get turned on sooo easily just hybrid things <3 ngl jjun n free use is such a thing like you’re his cute bunny pet n he can stuff his cock in your cute cunny whenever bc he owns <3 getting the prettiest collars n getting pampered while giving him a bj n always sitting on his lap no excuses! and sooo much cockwarming ahaha he’s so insatiable for u mwah

soobin n his bunny hybrid he adores taking care of like sooo much dollification energy ahaha like fr n is soo into pampering like pls he will feed u while petting your ears n sitting on his lap >< still teaching n is soo into corruption like sir— (not like rough like jjun tho!!) probably sooo obedient n he’s into it like let him take care of u n feel up your cute boobs while petting your ears and having nice sweet love making sessions on the regular ?? also soobin pushing his cum back into ur cunny bc it’s too much n then he gets flustered n hard again eeek like so much size kink n bulge kink n teaching eeek >< envy n hes such a gentle owner like ugh n he never goes anywhere bc ur so clingy in like a cute way n not an annoying way LOL ok

… sigh. beomgyu n his puppy hybrid big trouble coming >< pretty much non stop energy ugh like istg i don’t think there’s a safe spot to sit in his apartment since he got u <3 like he pounds u in the morning on the counter n ugh suck him off on the sofa n probably on the balcony n like ugh u two r double trouble :P when ur not having sex just playing w/ u outside n giving him licks on the cheek to show affection n just flopping down w ur head on his lap for pets n ear scratches >< why so cute

uh oh. not taehyun n his cat hybrid biggest brat of all time n such a trouble maker >< so much brat going on I can’t— biting his fingers when u don’t want to do smth n scratching when u don’t get attention n always lazing around on his bed while he works while being soo whiny for attention >< like taehyun non stop bite marks on his pretty fingers n has soo many troubles like never getting sleep bc u steal his bedding n sleep in the closet or u sleep w your head on his abs n then he can’t get comfy or has to constantly rub your ears so u don’t start wailing n howling >< sooo much punishment n overstim fr ugh pls probably have red marks on your cute ass all the time n it shows bc u wear oversized shirts only bc u don’t like the way pants don’t have tail holes— ugh only way to make his kitty obedient is to stuff ur cunny w his warm cum so u get nice n submissive <3

and cute disaster hyuka n his puppy hybrid having chaos all the time ~~ raging bulge kink n is gets hard almost every morning bc he wakes up to ur cute sleeping puppy self curled up next to him n tail flicking his crotch— ugh getting pounded by needy hyuka n licking his cheek or riding him in the morning is such a thing— ugh he’s sooo into u n probably always has crumpled shirts bc u follow him around all the time n just pounce on him n lick his cheek n he’s always carrying u on his back everywhere bc he’s big n strong n sweet >< like from puppy hybrids where gyu gets stamina kai gets stronger n broader eeek so cute n ugh so bad at taking care of u probably lost the owner manual for hybrids n just does his best <3 also the worst pull out game istg also likes to give u tummy rubs

so when they meet up for boys nights ugh they’re just sooo… tiredly hot LOL u know what I mean ahaha like yeonjun probably pounded his bunny before he left n taehyun having to watch his cameras in his house to make sure his kitty didn’t steal his blanket again (ya… not happening) n soobin w just his lazy self like he’s soo glowy n in love so cute— n gyu probably messiest hair ever n just like enjoying a little bit of quiet >< n kai showing up late n a little winded but soo happy eeeek >< it’s so cute ahaha they probably have fun discussions about their pets all the time lol not comparing but just laughing ^^ share a nice drink (LEGAL line) n some dinner before they go home… gyu n kai r tackled by their cute puppies n soobin n yeonjun w their obedient bunnies sleeping n…. taehyun’s kitty howling n horny again ><

[teddybeartoji]

sooo about hybrid stuff... idk if that'd fit into what i've seen so far but i saw two videos on twitter with cages..

so my question becomes would it work with pup!reader? to be locked up as training? as punishment? as safety? by who? why and how exactly? would there be a full immersion into a puppy lifestyle or would it just be the cage and overall behaviorisms?

OKOKOKOKOKKKK HII HELLO NONNIIEEE:33333 first of alll i just want to link this godly piece of work for suguru by my beloved @mossmurdock!!!!! this is so fucking sexy so i am making you read it too!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

second of allll!!!! so while i myself am not that into cages and being locked up, even like restraints and collars are a bit eeh for me just bc.. i'm a little claustrophobic lmao BUTTTT THAT DOESN'T MEAN I'M NOT GONNA BE HERE BRAINSTORMING WITH YOU NONNIEE:333

soo just like the work i sent you - i think cages and restraints and training goes sooo well with suguru. like ooooh my god it fits him so well. he fucking loves it. he loves the power, he loves seeing you all needy and desperate. loves seeing you panting for him, tongue lolled out of your mouth as you just blatantly eye his cock. it drives him maddddddd. aaaand i also think he would fucking love having a pup. the best type of hybrid for him imo!!!!!!!!!!!!

i think puppy!readers tend to get sooo worked up so easily so the training part is very needed. can't have you humping his leg all day now can he? he has work to do, so he has to train you to hold back on your urges just a little. oh and he loves when you whine. when you're in the cage, all locked up, looking up at him with theee prettiest teary eyes, crying out for him:((( that gets him so hard.

the cage definitely works as a punishment too!!!!!!!!!!!! if you just won't let him do his job or read his book, if you make a mess on the bed. if you steal his underwear:((( he's gonna call you a bad puppy with a low purr. it's sooo demeaning. he's soooo mean. but he still has his signature grin on his lips and that makes it so much hotter. you're getting wetter by the second and he knows it, he can see you clenching your thighs but ahh that just won't do. he's gonna lock you up and he's gonna leave you in the room alone. he knows you're just gonna get off by looking at him and that's not really a punishment now, is it?

he listens to you whine and whimper for him from the other room with a smile on his face. he's gonna resume reading his book, his cock hardening in his slacks. he's patient, horribly so, and he wants to break you. lovingly of course<333 you know better to touch yourself though, you know if you did that you'd just end up staying in the cage for way longer. you won't get a treat if you misbehave even more:(((((( you want to be good, you want to be better for him:((((((( and suguru fucking looooooves it he loves his pup he loves you:3333

ohh and as for whether it'd be a full immersion thing or just the cage and some behaviours mmmmmm i feel like that is so up to you yk? bc i guess full immersion would mean being a puppy in the public too right? eeh maybe i'm taking this too literally. for me the hybrid stuff is more just like mannerisms and behaviour and i don't really think abt any further than them staying at home hehehe

ANYWAYYY I LOVED THIS QUESTIONN AND I LOVE SUGUU:3333 my favourite brat tamerr!!! he's so fucking hot jfc. i need him. i need to brat tame somebody with him:333333 OH AND I JUST WANTED TO ADD THAT YOU CAN STILL ALWAYS TALK TO ME ABT CAGES N RESTRAINTS!!!! it's just not a topic i'm gonna bring up i think yk?? but my inbox is always open and very waiting!!! hehehehe i love youu!!

[uhzuku]

in a tummy hurty era 🥹🥹 will respond to all dms n pings n stuff later !!

[ravencromwell]

Ros Vortalis trans headcanons

There are some remarkable trans Holland fics and headcanons, but can we talk about Ros Vortalis, whom all of his friends simply call Vor? Who, even when he’s _dying Holland calls Vor, to be expected, but also Vortalis which’s so much longer than Ros.

A bit of googling informs me Ros is “protector” in German, which’s chef’s kiss one hundred/ten no notes V.E. But it’s also, more frequently, a diminutive of Rosalind. Disclaimer before I start these that I respect and love! the headcanons of Makt as fairly gender nonrestrictive, with power being more of a defining factor of treatment. My Makt, however, is more complicated, with gender and gender transitions being imperfect but still a site where joy can be created, much like the rest of White London existence. Putting the rest of these beneath a cut with that in mind because as a trans person, I know some days I can’t handle transness as careful complication to be navigated and don’t want to inflict it on anyone unprepared. (Though, I promise! there’re fluffy as fuck nsfw Vor/Holland and Vor/friends headcanons in here to cut the angst.)

Ros retains a shortened form of his given namefor business purposes within the Shal—we know Shal means “market” in Red London, and I tend to think it means the same in White, such that when Holland calls him a “thug from the Shal” he’s referring to Vor being in the merchant/smuggling business. When he transitions, he’s relatively young and honestly to flagrantly demand a name change would be seen by too many as blood in the water. His greatest focus, always, is Makt rather than his personal happiness and he’d rather be burdened with the “nickname” Ros and be capable of rising in the Shal in service of becoming king.

There’re two ways of transitioning: the easiest and least painful is utilizing a spell similar to Astrid’s with Lila and stealing a face and voice. But that spell fades with death and though Vor understands that his body is likely destined for desecration once he’s gone as Makt’s people drain its blood and magic, there’s still this stubborn demand that they destroy a body without the face that made him shudder every time his child self caught a glimpse (he is so grateful for a lack of mirrors in Makt for much of his young adulthood.)

So he chooses the harder, excruciating method: finds a bone magician to permanently reshape his body. Session after session, over months traveling abroad on a ship with only the open sea and crew to hear him scream himself hoarse.

The first time they share a bed, Holland strokes along the broadened shoulders, runs fingers along the scars on his chest—eyes fixed on Vor’s all the while— and murmurs: “If they did not believe you would hold the throne, they were fools.”

“I’m flattered.” He’s bright-eyed, with that deep, rolling-sea laugh.

“After this, very little would stop you.” Fools have marveled at the extent of spells across his body, and inwardly he howls in hysterical laughter because there is very little to dull pain in Makt, and the shipboard pain was so vast it made everything else feel like pinpricks by comparison. He’s never bedded someone who would know that as intimately as the man who had done his damndest to use that same magic in stopping Vor’s fist before it connected with his face, and the admiration uncoils something deep in his chest. “Sometimes I’m certain I can’t keep it. One moment it will be there and then not.” He manages a farse of a smile “Foolish, after all these decades, but such is the weakness of your future king, Holland.”

“Lucky you would have an Antari to put it back, then.”

By the time he returned to London, voice rumbling deep from an expanded chest, people understood quickly to use “Ros” with the proper pronouns or see just how effective the runes on his hands were. But well…Ros is an easier shirt than Rosalind to slip into, but it will never sit comfortably. As he develops allies, he finds that Vor and Vortalis fit easier. And it becomes a good gauge for trust. Those who understand implicitly how painful his given name is and respect that, are people worth keeping. It becomes easier, as fewer and fewer people survive who remember Rosalind.

There are far too many moments to count when former friends or lovers try to use “Ros” as a weapon, with a little smirk that says: “You never said we _couldn’t call you that.” And he’s deeply glad he made a relatively small name fuss and provided only a small chink in his armor. (Those sorts of people tend, inevitably, to cause the use of his knives. As though letting them close and showing kindness is an invitation for open season. But such are the risks in Makt, and he is a man who craves touch and closeness. What good to craft the ideal body only to never have it appreciated. The way Holland simply…withdrew from people after Talya is something almost unfathomable. Whether they’re the closest of friends or both king and night and! king and beloved—which’s pretty much always in my head—there’s a deep, profound ache that he could never touch Holland enough to make up for too many years alone.

It’s the dimmest flicker every time he sees the “knight” and “Antari” masks slip, when Holland leans against his shoulder or puts his head in Vor’s lap, eyes half-closing at fingers in his hair. But, simply because the task is nigh on impossible, doesn’t mean he won’t do his best. Vor touches Holland Vosijk a hundred thousand times in those two years of rule—and so, so many more if they both survive—and is so very, very grateful he could take the touches the best of his lovers and allies offered over the last thirty years. (On a slashy front, can we also just talk about how, as a couple, there’s an incomparable way arousal and awe intertwine for Vor _every time Holland reaches out and shows affection: a kiss against his temple as Vor lets their foreheads rest together; a hand moving slow and easy down his back. To be trusted enough for the most guarded man he’s ever met—it took Vor _months to convince him to kill Gorst and he’s never had to work so hard or wanted so desperately for someone to say yes in his life—to touch him is such a valuable thing that he has immense responsibility not to break.)

Also in couple’s verse: If Vor has a small regret, it’s that the bone magicians are far more skilled with outward, above-the-waist presentation—because the best of them have not only done this for trans people, but for criminals etc. seeking a disguise. Thankfully, they had no trouble cutting him open to ensure he would never be with child—he doesn’t have the vocabulary for dysphoria, but the idea of his stomach rounded and heavy is one of the few things that can make him viciously soul-deep terrified. But the below the waist equipment well, it’s not a magic Makt has the luxury of learning.

By the time he meets Holland, it’s the very faintest of regrets: he has a collection of strap-ons for when he and a lover want to indulge in that particular fantasy—and is comfortable enough in his skin it’s an indulgence and not a requirement. It’s beautiful to watch lovers slide to their knees and take them in their hands or mouths or slide inside and watch them arch with pleasure. But oh, oh he wishes he could _feel it. It’s not a complaint worth voicing, and honestly after he becomes king, there’s very little time to indulge.

But one day, Holland comes back, smelling of flowers holding a box, tells the guards to wait at the end of the hall because he has crucial business from “the other London” for the king’s ears alone, which has Vor intrigued and concerned because he hasn’t come close to asking Holand to send a message. But before the concern can swell to anything beyond a flicker, he sees a flush so faint anyone would miss it who wasn’t watching. (Even before the Danes, Holland held his feelings and desires in an iron grip; Vor learned early in sharing a bed that Holland loathed the idea of being heard by those not his lovers when losing control: not merely a discomfort that could add spice to an evening, but viscerally, the way it would take everything Vor had to turn his back on an armed opponent.) This is pleasure, not business and he flicks his fingers in a silent command before they can even turn to look.

"Go get yourselves some dinner,“ he says for good measure, "If there is a foe Holland cannot protect me from, there’s little more bodies can do.”

When he opens the box…there are the usual straps but the cock. The cock feels like _skin. “The Arnesians-” and oh, there’s still so much contempt in those words “With their infinite supply of magic have learned to transmute. From earth to bone, and then something softer. There is an illusion for the Arnesians who want to forget the straps.” There were layers upon layers beneath that statement: neither of them wished, at least then, to go begging for scraps, but to _take a little of the bounty Arnes had hoarded,

“_Yes!”

Neither of them know how the illusion works: it is as mysterious as the fireworks Holland has seen that fool his eyes into certainty dragons fly across the unbearably vivid Arnesian sky. It does not matter; in those moments when Holland’s mouth is hot on skin, Vor is utterly, entirely certain Holland is swallowing down the cock he has always had.

It’s almost too much, leaves him speechless for the first time in decades, has Holland scrambling up and onto the bed even as his eyes are still glassy from watching the king come undone to wrap himself around Vor’s back until the world comes into focus again. “Is it only good once or-” he asks, finally and Holland’s smirk is wicked.

When he’s upending the Ost table and coughing up blood—, so much, too much kajt I hope Holland can take the throne because whoever these bastards are they can’t rule, the thing he clings to: more than “Stay with me"—though he _tries—, more than the raw panic in Holland _swearing—is the name. _Vortalis, he says when the table overturns—though it would be such a forgivable mistake to use Ros. Vor, he says while chanting stay and one of his blood spells. He will die as who he made himself, not as he was born.

The three threads of coherence for Holland are the blood spell. That Vor _has to stay. And that if he cannot be enough to stop this, he _will not let Vor die hearing him use the wrong name.

In verses where Vor lives, they both know the "thank you” when he wakes is not for the healing, though to be alive is a joy.