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[a-world-of-whimsy-5]

Hi! Could I request Master/Slave & Dubious Consent for Prince Nuada?

Here you go anon!

“The price for another’s mistake”

Pairing: Prince Nuada/AFAB Reader

Rating: E

Themes: NSFT | Smut

Warnings: Master/Slave aspects | Imbalance of power | Dubious consent | Kissing | Oral sex

Wordcount: 2k words

Summary: After a mortal chieftain insults King Balor, his daughter is sent to Bethmoora to serve its Crown Prince as his slave.

Minors DNI | 18+

“Is this her?” Nuada asked, standing in the entryway to his chambers. “Is this the mortal father sent for my own particular use?”

The elven handmaidens all turned to face him. “She is indeed, my lord,” Nóinín, the chief handmaiden, said. “We have had her bathed and dressed, just as you commanded. She is now prepared for you.”

“Will she obey without question?” Nuada said, his curiosity piqued.

“Indeed, my prince,” the handmaiden said. “You will be well pleased with her, I think.”

“Good,” Nuada replied, stepping into the receiving hall. “You may all leave us now.”

Nóinín leaned in to whisper to you. “Do all that the prince says,” she urged, though not unkindly, “and prove yourself obedient, just like you were obedient with us. Life with him will go all the easier for you if you do.”

The advice was welcomed, and it would be well heeded. “Of course, my lady,” you told her. “I will do all that the prince asks of me.”

The chief handmaiden nodded in approval. She curtsied to the prince. Her ladies curtsied to him also. They rose in unison and departed the chamber in a rustling stream of silk and fur and glittering jewels. Nuada looked at you when the great oak doors leading into his rooms closed behind him, his golden-yellow eyes ablaze.

“I trust I do not need to tell you your position here?” He said, coming even closer.

“You do not, my prince,” you said, daring to lift your gaze for a moment. Nuada was garbed in black velvet robes bound by a heavy crimson velvet sash. A golden pin held it together. His onyx chestplate was adorned with golden inlay that took the shape of the Tree of Life, the sigil of King Balor, and all those he claimed as kin. And he was uncommonly fair to look upon, like one of the divine made flesh. “I have been sent to Bethmoora to serve your family until death or mercy free me.” The prince narrowed his eyes; it reminded you of your proper place and compelled you to lower yours once again. “It is part of my father’s punishment, for he dared to insult your father, the king.”

“Your father forgot himself when in the presence of his betters,” Nuada said, circling you like a wolf circling his prey. He approved of what he saw. Your hair had been bound into delicate plaits adorned with gold, and your robes were of the softest silk to be found. Nóinín and her attendants had done their work well. “And now it is you, his shining heir, who must pay the price for his mistake. Tell me, what is your name?”

“Y/n, my lord,” you said, trembling. The prince was right beside you; you could feel his breath fanning against your cheek, his fingers toying with your hair. The sweet smell of wild clary clung to his garments and armor like perfume. It made your head swim. “Pray what must I do now?”

Nuada regarded you silently before turning sharply on his heel. He strode toward his sleeping chamber, the steel of his boots clicking against the polished basalt floor. “Come with me,” he ordered at length. “It is time I put your willingness to serve to the test.”

You followed him down a wide passageway, silently taking in the splendor all around you. Gilded basalt columns hewn to mimic the twisting boughs of ancient trees rose toward a vaulted ceiling dotted with lamps glittering as brilliantly as the stars in the night sky. They were studded with rubies and emeralds and sapphires that burned like red and blue and green flames against the light. Tapestries depicting the history of the elves adorned the walls. Some held the images of great battles. Others were of peace and feasting, and friendships struck with the old gods. They were all very beautiful, and none of them were beheld by the eyes of a mortal until now. 

The prince’s sleeping chamber was at the far end of the passageway. He threw open the door and went in first. “There is white rose cordial in that pitcher over there,” he said, gesturing to an ornate chest in front of a large, canopied bed. A glass pitcher full of a milky-white liquid rested on top of it. Golden goblets and little bowls full of wild strawberries, elderberries, and blackcurrants sat all around it. “Pour some for me.”

“No wine, my prince?”

“Wine dulls the senses. I would much rather keep my wits about me this night.”

You swallowed, but did as you were bid. Nuada did not speak to you. He crossed over to his velvet-canopied bed and sat on the edge. Nevertheless, you perceived his eyes fixed on you intently, following your every move. Here was a warrior who saw much and missed very little, you told yourself.

“Your libation, my prince,” you said, going to Nuada’s side. He accepted the goblet you pressed into his hand. “What would you desire me to do now?”

“Put this away,” the prince said. He drained the goblet in three deep swallows and gave it to you to take. “And bolt that door. I will tell you what I desire from you after you return to me.”

Again, you did as you were told. When you returned to the prince, he held up his hand, a gesture for you to stand where you are. You halted before his outspread legs without hesitation, lowered your head, and clasped your hands before you.

“Nóinín was right,” Nuada murmured, pleased. “You are very obedient. Now y/n, prove yourself to be of further use. Unburden me of my boots and my armor.”

What he expected of you was becoming plainer by the moment. Still, you had little choice but to comply. To do anything else meant punishment befitting one who would dare to disobey an elf of Bethmoora. And Nuada could mete out any punishment he could think of. Thanks to your father and his insult against Balor’s person, the crown prince could treat you however he wished.

The first item to be removed was his chest plate. “Stay still, my prince,” you said softly, your hands shaking as if they were nothing but disjointed thumbs. They fumbled while dealing with satin and steel. Even so, you managed to loosen and undo them all, and the prince sighed in relief when you lifted it over his raised arms and set it down on the ground beside you with a soft thud. “May I remove your boots now?” you inquired, trying not to linger on the dull throb you felt in your wrists. The chest plate was heavy. You were beginning to understand why Nuada was grateful to be free of it.

“You may.”

You sank to your knees as gracefully as you could. Nuada leaned forward, his arms resting on his thighs. He watched you while you set yourself to the task of lifting his feet one by one and divesting them of the boots that shielded them from dirt and mud and worse. They slipped off his legs with ease. You regarded them discretely. The leather possessed a softness you had never felt before; it felt like butter against your palm. It was another aspect, simple as it was, that set elves apart from mortals. No mortal hand had the skill to produce such fineness in anything. 

“It is done, my prince,” you said, placing the boots beside the armor. You looked up at him, your tasks completed, your hands folded neatly on your lap, and you added, “What duty must I perform now?”

Nuada’s lips curled up at the corners. “Take off my sash,” he husked and sat up straight. His hands moved to the sides of his knees. They gripped at the edge of the featherbed, a visible sign of his anticipation over what was about to take place. “And come even closer. It is time we found another use for that pretty mouth of yours.”

A flash of heat crept up your throat. “Of course, my prince,” you said, reaching out to remove the golden pin resting against his sash. It was large and unwieldy, but you managed to unfasten it all the same, and the sash besides. They joined the pile of raiment beside you. Then you paused, hesitated. There would be no going back after this, no undoing of what took place between you and the prince. The notion frightened you and made you forget your vow to obey.

The prince, sensing your uncertainty, bent down and gripped your chin. “You think this is too much,” he began sweetly, brushing his thumb over your lips. It forced its way between them, making you gasp. The prince smiled. It was as if he enjoyed it. “Perhaps you hope to sway me into letting you be. That will never be, y/n. You are my slave now. You belong to me. I can take you right there on the floor, and there is nothing you can do to hinder me. Spare yourself this fate. Pleasure me as I ask and when I ask, and you will not be subjected to my wrath. Is that understood?”

He did not have to resort to further threats; what he said was more than enough already. “I will make myself more amenable to your pleasure,” you promised meekly. Anything was preferable to being taken wholly against your will. “And I will pleasure you just as you have asked me, my prince.”

Nuada, satisfied, signaled for you to continue. You drew back the folds of his robes, exposing well honed flesh marred by much violence, and undid the clasps going down his breeches. The prince muttered a soft curse when his erection was freed from the confines of his clothes. He looked at you almost in affection when you girded yourself and took his length to hand.

Knowledge of the act was not unknown to you. You had heard much and even seen more than you should, when a feast full of revelers deep in their cups went too far. And you put what you knew to good use, tightening and releasing, tightening and releasing. The prince moaned softly. He threw his head back, baring his throat. His hair fell down past his waist and onto the furs beneath him. It gleamed like a waterfall of molten silver against the light.

“You are familiar with the arts of love,” Nuada whispered, his voice already thick and coarse with need. “But your touch alone is not enough. Do more, y/n. Do what I asked you to do. Use your mouth, and your tongue. Go on.”

The sound of his pleasure spilled rich and golden into the air when you clutched onto what courage you had left and sank your mouth down his cock. And all that you felt took some getting used to: the heaviness pressing against your tongue, the little ridges that brushed against your lips, the hollowing of your cheeks, your hands moving in rhythm with your mouth. Milky white beads formed at his tip. They tasted bitter when you kissed them away.

“Does this please you, my prince?” You stopped long enough to speak. “Am I doing well?”

“Very well,” Nuada said. He said no more after that. Then again, no more words were needed. He brushed his hand over your hair, letting your braids slip around his fingers. Then he pushed your head back down, forcing you to swallow him to the hilt. A strangled sound rose at the back of your throat. It so unraveled the prince that he shuddered and climaxed without warning, and spurt after spurt of his seed filled your mouth.

“Swallow it all,” Nuada growled. He struggled to regain his bearings and open his eyes. “Swallow my seed. Then you may stand.”

It was an unpleasant thing, swallowing his spend. It was bitterer than what you tasted before, and it felt unpleasant as it flowed down your throat. Still, you did as he asked of you, and rose to your feet. “What would you have me do now, my prince?”

Nuada rose also. He gathered you into his arms and kissed you deeply. It was far from tender, more for his pleasure than yours, but the heat from his mouth and the sweetness clinging to his tongue left you more than a little breathless all the same.

“Undress me fully,” he said. “Then you will undress yourself and join me in bed. As my slave, you must be by my side at all times.”

[sxilor-1010]

compiled a short list of the main Ultrakill characters and what gemstones they'd be for my little Ultrakill x Houseki no Kuni AU.

Below will be me rambling a ton in depth-

For anybody wondering about the point of this au; I like gemstones and I like Ultrakill. I also love Houseki no Kuni and the concept of gem beings that are very humanoid.

In reality this AU is just Ultrakill but every being is made from gemstones rather than just blood and flesh. The V models (mostly V1) feed off of inclusions, which gemstones use to grow and crystallize back together if injured. Every enemy in this AU are made of gemstones or some form of stone, nobody is flesh and blood.

Mankind is dead.

Inclusions are fuel.

Hell is full.

Anyways, onto the characters shall we?

For this AU, I decided to make V1 a Blue Zoisite with some Yellow Zoisite (for his wings). While V2 is a Red Citrine with Yellow Citrine wings. I was trying to shoot for the idea that V1 starts off pretty weak and prone to easy damage, but the more it goes through hell the stronger it becomes. It goes more in depth after it collects' Citrines Arm (Knuckleblaster) and the Green Garnet Arm (Whiplash) later on.

Sadly there isn't any special meaning to their gemstones so I don't have anything further to say. Onto Gabriel and Minos!

Now these two, hoo boy I put a bit more effort into studying their respective gemstones and their meanings behind them so there will be a lot.

For Gabriel I thought it'd make sense to make him a gemstone that fits with not just his personality, but in general because he's an archangel. So his body is made up of Onyx (or Obsidian works too) while his armor is made up of a mix of White Diamond and Pyrite gold, his wings are made of Sea Blue Chalcedony, and finally his swords Splendor and Justice are made from Yellow and Blue Diamond respectively.

In the bible, a few holy scriptures have mentioned diamonds as well as 12 other gems in The Old Testament, with 12 sacred gemstones given to Moses for a blueprint of a sacred breastplate for his brother Aaron. It just so happens one of these other gems besides Diamond mention is Chalcedony

The real reason why I chose those specific gems for Gabriel however is because... I feel like him being a Diamond fits with his story in Act 1 of the game. He's high and mighty, prideful and gets the job done when asked to. He's a shining light to some (the ferrymen) and overall does the council's work like a shining diamond. It's also said that Diamonds represent invincibility, fearlessness, courage, and can give the wearer extra strength and stamina to be victorious.

The pyrite part of his armor symbolizes the flaws of his pride, thinking he couldn't be beaten by a mere object, V1, only to be defeated and realize how much of a fool he's been made of. After all, there's a reason why Pyrite is called Fool's gold.

As for the Chalcedony, while it's not much of a strong meaning, it's used as a talisman for protection and can even bring good fortune. It's also the only gemstone that has a similar shade of blue to Gabriel's wings.

Before I go onto Minos, I will say Gabriel's armor does change in gemstone when he's enraged. White Diamond becomes Red Jasper while his wings and armor hints become Rutilated Quartz, which often times looks like this.

Finally, we're onto Minos.

This AU version of Minos Prime is made from White Opal, one that is luminescent and glows a bit of rainbow (because thats what an opal does), however at some angles of shading you can see him turn blue, which is what an opal exactly does too. His circulatory system is... a bit interesting in choice, I'll tell you that.

It's made up of Cinnabar, and if anybody knows anything about cinnabar, it's that it contains a silvery poison which is Mercury. Mercury is harmful to humans whether smelt or ingested, and can lead to fatal consequences. It's not much of a connection, but with the crystal snakes coiled around his arms, and some snakes have venomous poison...

You can see where I went with that XD

Anyways, that's about all for this long little rambling post, I have yet to do Sisyphus Prime, The Ferrymen, and maybe Mirage but I'd love to hear opinions from y'all for the characters I should do next! With that, take care and thank you for reading my gemstone ultrakill au ramble post. :)

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[Wings of Fire] Trans Headcanons

Hello! Something different today. I missed trans day of visibility yesterday due to being away at a conference but I wanted to still make a post with some trans headcanons for Wings of Fire characters since I have lots of them.

These are just my own headcanons and some are different than other people's so please don't get super defensive over these, they're just fun for me to make and everyone can believe what they want to believe.

And yes, it is a lot of characters. A while ago I decided that I would headcanon every WoF character to be LGBTQ+ in some compacity and recently I went back and gave many more of them trans headcanons. I'll save the romantic/sexual orientation for another day, these will just be transgender headcanons.

Also, quick note, all of these are subject to change because I love amping up my headcanons every once in a while.

Clay: transmasc (he/him)

Tsunami: genderfluid (she/her/they/them)

Glory: demigirl (she/they)

Starflight: transmasc (he/him)

Sunny: nonbinary (they/he/sun)

Moonwatcher: trans demigirl (she/they)

Peril: transfemme (she/her)

Turtle: trans demiboy (they/he)

Blue: transmasc (he/him)

Cricket: genderfluid (she/he)

Luna: transfemme (she/her)

Burn: trans demigirl (she/they)

Blister: nonbinary (they/them)

Anemone: trans demigirl (she/they)

Scarlet: transfemme (she/her)

Kinkajou: genderfluid (she/her/they/them)

Fatespeaker: nonbinary (she/they/ae)

Squid: transmasc (he/him)

Flame: transmasc (he/him)

Glacier: genderqueer (she/they/ae)

Carnelian: transfemme (she/her)

Clearsight: genderfluid (she/he)

Cobra Lily: demigirl (she/they)

Fathom: demiboy (he/they)

Icicle: transfemme (she/her)

Listener: transfemme (she/her)

Onyx: nonbinary (they/them)

Sky: trans demiboy (he/they)

Armadillo: nonbinary (they/she)

Danaid: transfemme (she/her)

Exquisite: transfemme (she/her)

Magnificent: genderfluid (she/he)

Grandeur: transfemme (she/her)

Kestrel: transfemme (she/her)

Liana: nonbinary (they/them)

Moray: transfemme (she/her)

Ruby: demigirl (she/they)

Sandfly: demigirl (she/they)

Snowfox: nonbinary (they/she)

Snowflake: nonbinary (they/them)

The Librarian: bigender (she/her/he/him)

Wasp: genderfluid (she/they/he)

Cinnabar: transfemme (she/her)

Coconut: demiboy (he/they)

Hailstorm: nonbinary (they/them)

Mayfly: transfemme (she/her)

Splendor: transfemme (she/her)

Soar: genderfluid (he/she)

Clorinde: agender (they/them)

Freedom: agender (they/she)

Odollam: nonbinary (they/them)

Crane: demigirl (she/they)

Crocodile: transfemme (she/her)

Saguaro: genderqueer (she/her/they/them)

Viper: demigirl (she/they)

Riptide: nonbinary (they/them)

Tau: genderfluid (she/he)

Whiteout: nonbinary (they/she)

Tempest: demigirl (they/she)

Oasis: transfemme (she/her)

Gharial: transmasc (he/him)

Pheasant: demigirl (she/they)

Sepia: genderfluid (she/he/they)

Barracuda: transmasc (he/him)

Piranha: transmasc (he/him)

Mango: demigirl (she/they)

Bigtail: agender (he/him)

Ostrich: demigirl (she/they)

Alba: demigirl (she/they)

Changbai: agender (they/them)

Current: demiboy (he/they)

Flounder: transmasc (he/him)

Kelp: demigirl (she/they)

Lagoon: transfemme (she/her)

Nautilus: transmasc (he/him)

Octopus: demiboy (he/they)

Ripple: transmasc (he/him)

Scallop: genderfluid (he/she)

Snail: nonbinary (they/she)

Typhoon: demiboy (he/they)

Bright: demigirl (she/they)

Firefly: nonbinary (they/she)

Heliconia: demigirl (she/they)

Loris: transmasc (he/him)

Tualang: genderfluid (he/she/they)

Battlewinner: nonbinary (they/she)

Darkstalker: agender (he/it)

Discretion: transmasc (he/him)

Jewel-Eyes: nonbinary (they/them)

Mastermind: agender (they/them)

Morrowseer: transmasc (he/him)

Morrowwatcher: demiboy (he/they)

Thoughtful: transmasc (he/him)

Wisdom: demiboy (he/they)

Agave: demigirl (she/they)

Capybara: demiboy (he/they)

Jerboa: transfemme (she/her)

Jerboa II: nonbinary (they/them)

Rattlesnake: transfemme (she/her)

Penguin: nonbinary (they/them)

Harrier: transfemme (she/her)

Osprey: transmasc (he/him)

Admiral: demiboy (he/they)

Atala: genderfluid (she/he/they)

Dusky: demiboy (he/they)

Tussock: transmasc (he/him)

Xenica: nonbinary (xe/xem)

Bumblebee: genderfluid (she/they)

Cochineal: demigirl (they/she)

Dragonfly: transfemme (she/her)

Earthworm: nonbinary (they/them)

Glowworm: transfemme (she/her)

Hornet: genderqueer (they/she)

Katydid: demigirl (she/they)

Malachite: demiboy (he/they)

Mantis: nonbinary (they/them)

Pinacate: genderfluid (she/her/they/them)

Treehopper: transmasc (he/him)

Tsetse: transmasc (he/him)