#mulan male

[supercap2319]

"Y/N?" Ben asked, walking towards the son of Hades and Chernabog.

"Yes?"

"Lonnie's mother would like to meet you. She's visiting Lonnie for a few days, and she'd like to speak with the man who stole the heart of her dearest godson." Ben explains.

"I...I...I'm honored, but...."

Ben frowns slightly. "But what? Is something wrong? Talk to me." He pats a nearby bench for them to both sit. Y/N sits down and sighed before looking at Ben.

"As much as I would like to meet Fa Mulan, I don't think it's a good idea. After all, I am my dads kid. I'm a villain, Ben, and I'm—"

"You're nothing like your parents, and neither am I. Oh, Y/N. When are you going to see yourself the way I do?" Ben asked, placing a gentle kiss on Y/N's cheek.

The young man blushed hard as Ben took his hand into his and lifted him up. "Come on. I promise you'll love it."

[takusan-no-ai]

Secret Admiration

PAIRING: Belle/Mulan/Cinderella x Male Reader (Romantic) (Separate)

SUMMARY: They have a secret admirer, and when curiosity wins, they must find out who it is!

Belle received gifts from multiple pursuers, none of which ever held much of an interest to her; it was all makeup this, showy outfits that, and the empty compliments, especially from Gaston. Sometimes it felt like only her father understood her.

That was, until, a new secret admirer came along. “A gift was left for you Belle!” Her father shouted as she returned home from a trip to the library. She sighed, bracing herself for disappointment, but was instead met with a book she’d never even heard of before. A letter attached to it saying it’s not from anyone she’s met before.

As piqued as Belle’s curiosity was, there were a lot of people she’d never met before. Sitting down and reading the book while contemplating her new admirer’s identity; it didn’t last long as she got heavily engrossed in the book; adventure, romance, fairy tale, with an outspoken female protagonist! It was everything she wanted to read.

“Excuse me, is Belle here?” A unknown man’s voice asked. He was talking to her father at the door. Unbeknownst to the young man, she’d been upstairs reading her book at a time she usually goes out. She crept downstairs as the two men conversed.

“This is a new book for her. Please make sure she receives it.” He said with a small smile to her father, turning around and ready to leave.

“Since I’m here, why don’t you just give it to me yourself?” She asked, now downstairs. The young man turned around and stared at her like a deer caught in torchlights. He started to sweat profusely the closer Belle walked to him. She coughed lightly, signaling for her father to give them some privacy.

“So, are you going to ask me out? Or am I going have to ask you?”

Mulan has a great life with a loving family. Of course, that love didn’t stop at her family; after her help in the war, Mulan had built a reputation, which garnered the attention of many potential suitors. However, none of them could really capture her heart. Despite knowing of her achievements they still aimed to make her something she wasn’t.

One day, after finishing her martial arts training, Mulan made it to her room only to see a handcrafted box with intricate designs waiting for her. Inside was gear for traversing terrain, as well as the book “The Art of War”. Finally! A gift that wasn’t some high priced hanfu dress or way too much makeup.

She had no idea who sent the gift, but she just knew it had to be someone who understood her. Mulan’s search had led to a dead end until one day. You, a young man who was just going into training as a war tactician, visited Mulan’s father. Little did you know she was listening in.

“Fa Zhou, I ask the you give this gift to Fa Mulan, and that you do not tell her it was me who sent it.” He asked politely, bowing down to Zhou. The older man chuckled lightly before peering outside the slightly adjacent door. He made eye contact with Mulan for a split second, the latter jumping back into the shadows.

“Why would I keep the one man who can keep up with my daughter’s personality a secret? Are you so ashamed to love her that you’d rather die with no one but me, a tired old man, shouldering that burden?” Zhou asked sternly. Despite speaking so harshly, he was only goading the boy to say exactly what his daughter needed to hear.

The younger man had been cowering during the scolding until the end. He took a deep breath and looked up, glaring back into Zhou’s eyes with a determined expression. Mulan gazed at him from behind the door, awaiting his response.

“Never…I’ll never be ashamed of my love for Fa Mulan!” Zhou smiled at that moment. The unprompted sound of the door sliding open caused (Y/N) to shrink back, and the woman standing before caused the room to suddenly grow ten times hotter.

“Prove your love to me then.” She demanded.

Cinderella never got gifts anymore after her father’s death. The only thing those awful step sisters of hers ever gave Cinderella was a mop and bucket; and the bucket had a hole in it.

Her day was elated when she opened the mailbox and found a beautifully wrapped box with a small note attached. Addressed to her, it was a sweet poem about all the things she does that makes her secret admirer swoon. And the gift was a glass rose, glistening in the sunshine.

Since that day Cinderella received a new gift every week, and every time it would leave her heart souring. If only she could find out who her admirer was. Well one day while cleaning outside the house she saw you, a young man sneaking around to the mailbox. Handsome as ever and clearly shy.

“Excuse me, are you perhaps leaving a gift for someone?” Cinderella asked as she walked up behind the young man. He jumped up, startled. His face became fifty shades redder.

“I-I’m sorry!” He shouted before he ran off. She never even got his name. But upon looking at his gift, felt she soon would.

“An invitation to the royal ball? Oh I just can’t wait!”.

- Fin

[secretcoralgarden]

Second Star And To The End || Yandere Genderbent Disney Princesses Intro

Characters: Rory, Adrien, Murray, Beau, Ping, Elias, Jalal, Micah, Rhys, Ezra, Anksel

Summary: Many princes are excited for you to enter their world and woo them by just being you.

Warnings: Yandere themes and possessiveness mentioned in this series.

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Once upon a time…

It always starts like that. And the story is always the same. Okay, okay, allow me to start over, dear reader. Apologies for this drawn out introduction.

In many kingdoms, land and sea, there's an amazing prince, or prince to be, that wish to share a world with another. Princes that dream, princes that work tirelessly, princes truthful to themselves, and princes that never back down. All wishing to have the one true love that will adore them endlessly and unconditionally.

And you, dear reader, hold the world, no, THEIR worlds in your precious hands. More than that. You hold their hearts. So please use a gentle touch and kind words. They only wish got you to love them too.

Be their knight in shining armor, or let them be yours, in the throes of evil enchantress and curses. Take their hand in yours. Guide them through a world they have never been able to explore on their own. Beware, however, that they aren't the only ones after your heart.

So step through the story one last time to experience their endings. Where they end up with you and have their happily ever after till the end.

And I mean the very end.

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Wish to continue?

Rory || Adrien || Murray || Beau || Ping || Elias || Jalal || Micah || Rhys || Ezra || Anksel

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Property of @secretcoralgarden! Do not repost or translate without my explicit permission! Reblogs are welcome!

[etrosgate]

this bit from arena winds me every time i think about it

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

Your genderbent stories made me think… what if reader had transmigrated into Mulan? And they think they know Mulan’s secret so they’re like hint hint but surprise Mulan is actually genderbent in this universe so he’s just like weirded out by this weird girl? And then eventually falls for her and goes yandere?

Transmigration Reader

This works especially well in my original genderbent Yandere Mulan, everything is switched. Mulan is a man, he’s not a soldier but a consort assassin, the emperor isn’t old or benevolent, he's young, he's selfish and greedy, and people move for desire rather than for honor. When your transmigrated here you land in the lap of Alice from Wonderland, where you see that this world is a little different from your stories. But you don’t mind the gender change; Alice is just as sweet and excitable as ever. And as his friend its only natural you travel along with him as he grows his industry of fashion out of the heart of Wonderland. Traveling with him you get to see plenty of fairytales with slight changes, I mean Alice was never known for being a fighter but the…sleeping road bandits would say otherwise.

So ofcourse your thrilled when you come across Mulan, aware that perhaps this was farther in the original story line you knew. So when you see this woman and her closeness with the emperor your certain this is she. Not to mention her real name is what brings you to smile with familiarity. Its probably what allows you to open up to him because your sure you know the secret of her powerful skills. 

Boy, are you in for a surprise when Ping is finally allowed to do what he likes. Pulling at your new traditional robes with a hungry blush under his powdered makeup. 

“W-what?! B-but aren’t you a soldier? A-aren’t y-you the honorable hero that surpassed the rules of only men going to work?”

He chuckles as he undoes the only knot left. “W-what, have you been drinking? I was…something of a soldier but I wasn’t kicked out because I wasn’t a guy. Pft! I may look like a woman but I promise you I’m more man than anything!” 

“B-but Mulan–”

“Its Ping, darling. Now stay still this isn��t supposed to kill you. Just an aphrodisiac affect!”

You’ll soon find this ‘Mulan’ is subjected to complete servitude and belittlement as he hides as the Emperor’s consort. Too weak to be apart of battle he proposed a new method to fight…a darker method that was deemed to inhumane. But the Emperor saw his greatness and let him sate his desires, the most recent one being you. 

If you thought there was ever a chance your friend was going to be of any help you would be sorrowly mistaken. The sight of Alice hanging on the arm of the Emperor as they stand over your drugged out form. 

“Let the show begin…Ping.”

[catherine-sketches]

I know he isn’t…

But Sunfyre looks so much like he could be Syrax baby.

A Syrax and Caraxes baby actually. Golden noodle boy, but not as noodly. More stout. Like mom.

[ssadumba55]

Masterlist: Walt Disney Animated Pictures (Pt. 1)

All my writing for Peter Pan, Aladdin, Beauty and the Beast, The Little Mermaid, A Goofy Movie, Hercules, Mulan, Emperor's New Groove, Atlantis: The Lost Empire and Wish will be linked here!

Imagines full one shots with your favourite Disney characters

PETER PAN

Peter Pan Neverland (Gender Neutral Reader)

ALADDIN

Aladdin The Palace (Gender Neutral Reader)

Genie Piano (Gender Neutral Reader)

BEAUTY AND THE BEAST

Nothing Yet

THE LITTLE MERMAID

Ariel Muse (Gender Neutral Reader)

A GOOFY MOVIE

Nothing Yet

HERCULES

Nothing Yet

MULAN

Nothing Yet

EMPEROR'S NEW GROOVE

Kuzco Puppy Love (Female Reader)

ATLANTIS: THE LOST EMPIRE

Milo Thatch Sidelines (FtM Reader)

Headcanons Headcanons that relate to Disney characters

Max Goof and Bobby Zimmeruski Crush Headcanons (Gender Neutral) Christmas with Max Goof (Gender Neutral & Autistic Reader) Dating Peter Pan Would Include (Gender Neutral) Christmas on Neverland Would Include (Gender Neutral) Princes/Villains Kissing Headcanons (Gender Neutral) Disney Characters Tucking You In (Gender Neutral) Disney Characters Cuddling (Gender Neutral) Spending Halloween with Disney Characters (Gender Neutral) Being Aladdin's Friend (Gender Neutral) Disney Princesses and their Ideal Partners Pt. 1 (Gender Neutral) Disney Princesses and their Ideal Partners Pt. 2 (Gender Neutral) General Emperor Kuzco Headcanons (Gender Neutral)

[todd-queen]

thinking about my favorite girls <3

[aestheticburnedbacon]

REQUESTS ARE OPEN!!!!!!

Hey my little baddie bacons I’m lowkey new to tumblr and I’ll be taking ur quirky requests. Luv y’all🥰

fandoms I’ll write for:

doki doki literature club ( anything involving natsuki that isnt angst will be ignored also nothing with pens also genderbent ddlc is an option)

pokemon(if u want anything to do with a male reader x penny or nemona don’t even)

fnaf( crying child fanfics will be ignored)

Peppa pig(my aesthetic NO SMUT)

the mimic (roblox)

Genshin impact( none of the child characters also any fanfics that are itto x Gorou or anything with scaracooch will be ignored)

death note( light x misa is toxic and will be ignored)

mha (if it’s one of the kids it ain’t gonna be smutty)

avatar the last airbender( ADULT aang )

demon slayer( No one x nezuko)

haikyuu

pacman

Diary of a wimpy kid( Just Rodrick heffley fanfics)

Cat in the hat( onlt writing cat fanfics)

Percy jackson

roald dahl

squid game

Ginny and Georgia( nothing involving toothbrush)

one day at a time

never have I ever

keeping up with the kardashians

Heathers

mean girls (not the second trashy ass movie)

IT( nothing involving children also submissive pennywise will get you an earlier response)

Undertale ( no sans x papyrus)

Saiki k ( no incest)

Family guy( no incest)

coco ( no dante fics)

encanto ( no antonio fics, no abuela x male reader, no incest, no casa x reader)

miraculous ladybug (no alya, lila, nino, hawk moth, master fu, and/or kwami fics also anything with marinette and catnoir or ladybug and adrien is also annoying but ladybug x cat noir or adrien x marinette is accepted)

sleeping beauty

Alice in wonderland

snow white

mulan

star wars

Sofia the first

Cinderella

puss in boots

shrek

Dark Deception

Aladdin

Yandere simulator

You can make an oc or just a reader. Also please add a bit of story for me to go off of there will be no judgement unless what you're asking for is illegal then kindly go away. also all fruity requests will definetely by answered

[twstchaos]

Original Character: The Lucky Bug

Introducing: The Lucky Bug!!!

Technical Information

Name: Chong-Qi Chang (常崇祺)

Japanese: チャーン・ チョー・キー

Romaji: Chān Chō Kī

Nickname(s): Lucky (Daisuke Hino), Bug Boy (Issac Miller), A-Qi (Zhixiang Huang), Xiaoqi (Chenxi Huang)

Biographical Information

Gender: Male

Pronoun: He/Him

Age: ???

Birthday: September 29

Starsign: Libra

Height: 153 cm

Eye Color: Storm Gray

Hair Color: Dark Purple

Homeland: Jīngcí-chéng (精瓷城) / Fine Porcelain City

Family: Father, Mother

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Professional Status

School: Royal Sword Academy

Dorm: Arabah

School Year: First

Class: 1-B (No. 6)

Occupation: Student

Club: Visual Arts Club

Best Subject: Arithmancy

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Fun Facts

Dominant Hand: Left

Favorite Food: Bái Táng Gāo (白糖糕) / Steamed Rice Cake

Least Favorite Food: Spicy Food

Dislikes: Physical Touch

Hobby: Playing the Èrhú

Talents: Shadow Puppets

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Appearance:

Chong-Qi has long dark purple hair with a bluntly styled fringe just above his eyes. Peeking out of his head are a pair of darkly colored antennae. His eyes are a stormy gray with a pale complexion. Attached to his back are a pair of big-like wings. Both appendages are attributed to his bugfolk heritage.

Chong-Qi wears the standard Royal Sword Academy student uniform consisting of a white and blue gold-lined button up top with the royal blue pants. Across his chest sits a blue sash with golden trimming tied in a neat bow. The pin containing his magic stone is attached to the sash. He wears a sleek black pair of dress shoes.

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Personality:

Chong-Qi is a very expressive individual, gesturing his emotions and opinions. He maintains a very strong moral compass, wanting everyone to be on the straight and narrow. Due to his unwavering loyalty to those he is close with, he will go along with anything.

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Background:

His early life in Jingci-cheng was not an easy time for Chong-Qi. He was born mute. Growing up with this disability was a struggle, but he refused to let it keep him down and pushed onwards. Younger than most children, Chong-Qi, through his determination, manifested his ability to use magic and soon enough his Unique Magic followed close behind. Once his admission letter to Royal Sword Academy arrived, he wasted now time and was whisked away to Sage’s Island.

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Abilities and Unique Magic:

Due to his bugfolk heritage, Chong-Qi is able to detect noises and vibrations, feel, and smell with his antennae and fly with his wings. However, his flight is very limited to a short distance, time, and weight.

Chong-Qi’s Unique Magic is called “Just For Luck”. His magic acts as a temporary buff. After signing his incantation, he rubs his forearms together, creating a reverberation. This sound enhances the physical and magical abilities of those within the vicinity.

Incantation: “Like a rock, you are hard. Like an oak, you stand firm. Like a cloud, you are soft. Like bamboo, you sway. Just For Luck.”

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Etymology:

常 cháng - surname Chang

崇 chóng - high, dignified (虫 chóng - insect)

祺 qí - good luck, good fortune (transliterated as Kee)

Chong-Qi’s name is actually taken from both my great-grandmother’s (Chang) and great-grandaunt’s (Chong-Kee) names. 

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He is twisted from Cri-Kee from Disney’s Mulan.

More information will come out in the future~

[secretcoralgarden]

👑. Switched Disney OCs! | A masterlist

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👑. Switched Disney Intro

💤. Rory || Genderbent Sleeping Beauty: PT. 1

🐠. Adrien || Genderbent Little Mermaid: PT. 1

🍂. Aksel || Genderbent Anna: WIP

🐻. Murray || Genderbent Merida: PT. 1

🌹. Beau || Genderbent Beauty: WIP

🐉. Ping || Genderbent Mulan: WIP

🐭. Elias || Genderbent Cinderella: PT. 1

❄️. Ezra || Genderbent Elsa: WIP

🐯. Jalal || Genderbent Jasmine: WIP

🍎. Micah || Genderbent Snow White: WIP

🎨. Rhys || Genderbent Rapunzel: WIP

[justsomeguycore]

you guys need to stop

[treefey]

Reminds me of this video about the abomination that is the Netflix Persuasion and on the flip side, this post about Roger in 101 Dalmatians vs Gaston.

We love our witty Lizzie Bennets. But we also need our shy Anne Elliots. We have Eowyn, but we also need Galadriel. There are thousands of ways of being a fun, interesting character, and stereotypical stoic masculine strength is boring if that's all there is to them. It doesn't make male characters good either. The good ones always have something else to them. Take, for example, John McClain- the quintessential action hero. Hard NYC cop. Has several emotional conversations with another cop, ultimately just wants to reconcile with his wife to the point that he doesn't care what last name she uses. Die Hard without the emotional core of John x Holly is a much flatter film. Now that I'm thinking about it, "hard nyc cop and girlboss fight the terrorists together" isn't a bad idea for a film, but how different is that really from John and Holly working on Snape from different angles, pretty sure we got that

Softness (emotional vulnerability) is strength. Harness can be necessary, but is only a shell. It doesn't make someone interesting, or strong. The ability to stay kind after people are terrible to you is a super strength. So, let characters be soft. Let female characters be shy or sweet or clever or any combination, just not hard for the sake of being edgy.

[genderkoolaid]

some musings on transmasc mulan:

i think the reason why Reflection & mulan as a trans man is impactful to me is the fact that mulan appears as a woman and has the social role of a woman. i love rep of transmascs who are fully transitioned/present masc or male! but ive thought a lot about the erasure & invisibility of transmascs throughout history. the bits of our history we do have tend to be people who had the ability to pass as men, but there were undoubtedly so many trans men&mascs who lived as women, who could not pass well enough to live full-time as a man, who were wives and mothers! and idk i find it really impactful to read Reflection as the pain of a trans man in the closet, or who doesn't even realize that being a man is a Thing they can Do. i love how it touches on the pain of failing to be a woman. i think part of it is how often people want to dissociate trans men from misogyny, or at least control how we are "supposed" to relate to it. again, the mainstream (queer) narrative around transmasc history (and present) is trans men who could/can pass as cis men, who live their lives fully stealth. but there are and always have been many transmascs who live as women, most or all of the time, and who have to struggle with the demands of misogyny to be good daughters/wives/mothers, and the knowledge that to be a trans man would make you such a disgrace and disappointment ("if i were truly to be myself, i would break my family's heart"). i think its important to give a voice to the trans men past and present who live as women and their gendered experiences! i desperately want to give a voice to every trans man throughout time who lived and died in a dress, who had children, who thought they were the only one or who didn't even understand what or why they were.

obviously mulan does crossdress and does pass as a cis man, but specifically "Reflection" to me means a lot because i love how it can be read to be an expression of closeted transmasculinity. with transmascs, the bits of history we do get are constantly scrutinized by everyone; there's an unspoken rule of "cis woman until proven otherwise, why do you want to erase women?" and again! thats just when it comes to "women who crossdress" situations! people are so stingy when it comes to who they will "allow" transmascs to claim, seeing a "feminine cis woman" expressing transmasculinity feels transgressive in a very good way to me. also, i think we need more recognition that there are a lot of feminine women who really wish they were men (because they are), and its important to represent that experience and make it clear that being feminine (while presenting as a woman, or in general) does not mean you can't be a man.

[qwimblenorrisstan]

Loving Lies | Cassian x Reader

Summary: Only a few days after the war with Hybern ends, Cassian discovers that you, the “male” that’s been his Second in Command for nearly a decade, are a female in disguise.

Word Count: ~ 1.2k

Warnings: Mentions of war and death, injuries, reader is Illyrian, possessive cass

A/N: This is basically just the mulan movie on crack, hope you enjoy<3

@cassianappreciationweek (yes I know I’m late)

Requests are open!

You, one of his most loyal men, one who’d been by his side for nearly a decade by now. You’d always been relatively kept to yourself, only sharing the barest details that you’d grown up in Windhaven like all the other males, father an unknown male, and mother just another female whore in the camps.

Or at least, that’s what he’d believed. He’d had no reason to question you, and why would he when you’d completed almost every task he’d thrown your way, clawing your way up the ranks until you had your little squadron of males to order and handle during the war with Hybern. Not too many, because your main power wasn’t with your strength, no, it was your mind.

Sometimes, he thought that you could rival Azriel with the ways you managed to challenge his plans and put every perspective into his mind, forcing him to change and adapt until it was as foolproof as could be.

The war had taken a chunk out of the Illyrian army, Cassian knew that better than anyone considering he’d watched the Cauldron blast a third of the army into dust firsthand. But even in the aftermath, you had somehow survived, supposedly barely avoiding the numerous blasts, and sustaining nearly fatal injuries that you were recovering from now.

It had only been a few days since the battle had laid to rest, and Cassian finally let himself visit you. He stood outside the thick white tent’s flapping entrance, candlelight shining out from the inside. Swallowing down any emotion, he carefully walked in, ducking under the entrance and tucking his wings in to not disrupt anything inside of the tent.

However, what he saw inside confused him.

You were bare, which was normal for any injured male when they were being treated, save for bandages around your chest, not because of any injury, but to conceal.

“What is..?”

He trailed off to the little female in the tent, who looked a bit pale as she sewed one of the wounds in your wings, but not pale from seeing the blood and gore. No, she had seen far worse in the war. She glanced up at him, then back down at your unconscious body.

“Your Second is a female.”

The nurse said quietly, almost as if frightened of his reaction. His mind went blank at that. The bandaging wasn’t because you’d suffered some sort of injury to your chest, it was because you had tits.

His Second in Command was a female.

It made sense, looking back. How you were always more scrawny than the other males, nimble while they were muscular. Or how you were much smarter than the rest of the uncivilized brutes, or the way he’d seen the littlest of straps underneath your leathers, almost like a binder. He’d been stupid not to realize it sooner.

With a sigh, he plopped down on the ground next to the low table you were placed stomach-down on.

“Will she wake up soon?”

She. The word tasted odd in his mouth when regarding you. The nurse seemed to relax a little bit.

“The sleep tonic might wear off soon, by the looks of it.”

She replied, and her words rang true as only a few minutes later, you began twitching and mumbling things. The nurse quickly finished up with your wings, and as you woke up, helped you to sit upright, putting a spare block of wood behind your back that was meant for a fire.

Your eyes groggily opened, hazy until you blinked a few seconds, your gaze snagging onto his and widened, glancing down at your chest, before back up at him, and you sighed.

“Well, I guess you were bound to find out eventually.”

You said in a resigned tone. His hands went running through his messy hair in a stressed manner before he finally stood so he could look down at you properly.

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

He asked in a tone full of what sounded like betrayal. You inwardly winced at it.

“I..couldn’t, this was the only way to keep my wings and not end up like the other females in the camps.”

You said, not having the gall to even look him in the eye after lying to him for a decade. Surprisingly, you felt his hand brush against your cheek as he cupped it, kneeling to be at eye level with you. He gently moved your face, so you were looking into his now soft eyes, yours brimming with held-back tears.

“I..understand, but you know I’m not like the other males, right? I wouldn’t have let them touch you.”

You sighed, knowing that he was a good male.

“It’s not about that, Cassian.”

“Then what was it about? I can understand it for the first few years, clawing your way up the ranks, but you could’ve told me. It wouldn’t have changed anything.”

He then demanded an answer, tone firm but also trying not to push too far. Pushing an injured soldier too far was a mistake he’d made only once, and never again.

You sighed again, this time seeming more resigned to admitting whatever was still keeping your body tense like you were hiding something from him.

“Because we’re mates, and the bond snapped for me, but never for you. And if I told you, then I knew it would snap for you, and you’d know everything and..”

Another sigh, this time at his silence and wide-eyed stare. Your prediction had been dead on, the moment you revealed it, it snapped on his end. He was angry that you, his perfect half, his Cauldron-deemed partner, had hidden it, but a more rational side of him understood. And empathized.

Still, the possessiveness already creeping in, he huffed.

“You’re coming to Velaris with me.”

He said bluntly, and your eyes widened.

“You can’t just-“

“The Illyrians would throw a fit if a single word of you being female gets out, which it soon will, and they’re already unruly after the war. You know that.”

And you did know that, because as much as you hated to admit it, he was right, and had outsmarted you this time.

“Territorial Illyrian bastard,”

You grumbled as you slung your legs over the side of the table, struggling to sit up on your own. The possessiveness didn’t fade, but he gave you a lazy grin that exposed his pointed canines.

“Scared of a night alone with me?”

He teased, despite the obvious strain lurking beneath his words. You shot him a half-assed glare, and the nurse was then again at your side, checking on wounds while encouraging you to “relax” while she poked and prodded you.

“When’s the earliest she’ll be able to travel?”

Using ‘she’ was more natural now. The nurse glanced up at him, then at your wings that had been patched together with hundreds of stitches.

“She won’t be able to fly for at least six months, but if you carried her…I’d give it a week or two.”

She answered in that quiet tone, and Cassian gave you a smug grin that you scowled at.

“Hear that? You’ll be in my arms in no time at all..”

He said with that idiotic, shit-eating grin he always wore.

“Oh, burn in Hell.”

[hana-no-seiiki]

YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO FIGHT ME NOT F*CK ME!

yan! school grass (most handsome/perfect guy)/rival x crossdresser! male! reader x yan! friends - part one

tw/cw: mention of abusive parents (but not reader’s) and yandere themes. also your rival has some repressed sexual urges, he really needs to get laid or some head or something-

just read migi and dali and gahd NOW I WANNA WRITE A WHOLE CROSSDRESS /GENDERBENDER BL NOVEL IM IN HORRID ROTTING

Like I imagine this the best with stoic and/or tsun yans the best. You know those types that want to be perfect but only feels perfect when they’re with reader.

ive always loved these tropes as a kid, from mulan to that one tawog episode where darwin fell in love with fem! gumball and like this was even before i knew i wasnt cis but gahd AAAAAAA

also inspired by @moyazaika ‘s rival work. go read it!!

but anyways have the fic, lowercase intentional for first part to differentiate povs.

it was a dare given by your friend group earlier last weekend. wear the girls uniform and a wig for the entire month. it was easy to get the materials necessary for the most part. your mother had several wigs and was more than happy to style her son in feminine clothing. she was just amazing and supportive about your whims like that.

it didn’t take long for you to realize that no one recognized you in your new look.

the day started like many of your other ones at the school, you’d race your rival as the first one in class and whoever wins gets rights to a smug look on their face until the next thing you guys eventually compete on.

but unlike the crestfallen expression you expected — nay wanted — from that stupid pretty boy, you were greeted by what you could only described as complete bafflement.

“what?” despite having a different reaction from what you imagined, you managed to keep a composed appearance. “cat got your tongue?”

“ah. . .”

and that were the only words he said to you the entire day. nothing else. not a single groan of anger whenever you answered everything correctly, he didn’t even attempt at stopping you mid-way or disagree with you answer simply because he wanted to annoy you.

and so you couldn’t help it, as soon as the bell rang signalling lunch time you swiftly turned around to face him.

“are you alright?”

you inquired. not at all worried about his well-being at the slightest. you hated him with all your being after all and you didn’t make an effort to be soft with your tone either.

“h-huh?” he looked dazed. like his head had been in the clouds and you just yanked him down to ground.

your rival never got distracted.

“you—“ you reached out about to smack his face to keep him in check.

“if you’ll excuse me!” he smacked your hand out of the way, screeched at you, and then left in a hurry to who knows where.

nevermind that was definitely him. that silly brat hated it whenever you touched him. he must have just been having issues at home again or something.

Haoyu was trembling — shaking uncontrollably as his breaths turned more shallow by the second. His heart was pumping blood in places of his body where it shouldn’t have been in the middle of school hours. Sweat lined his entire skin and it didn’t help how the bathroom he rushed into had nothing to keep the temperature down.

Who were you?

You sat at his rival’s seat. That nasty kid that always got in his nerves. No one questioned the boy’s absence and he would have asked the teachers on what had happened if you didn’t suddenly take his breath away.

You were, ethereal. Otherworldy even. When he first saw you he was taken away by the way your hair moved in the wind (if only he knew . . .).

Still, he was far too distracted by [Y/N]’s absence to properly let the feeling simmer.

Then, all that went away when you reeled in his mind back at you again at class. You were incredible, capable, intelligent, and oh so perfect. But unlike that stupid child that usually sat in front of him, he did not feel an ounce of envy at all.

If only who could see your eyes as you spoke; the tone of your voice conveyed so much passion that he wanted to see in those beautiful (e/c) orbs.

And his prayers were granted by none other than the goddess that is you,

“Are you alright?”

Your voice? Oh your voice! Haoyu’s heard it already of course, but each new time you spoke it was like a whole new melody, a new piece that immediately turned into his favorite.

His mind was too fried with these thoughts, thoughts that his parents would no doubt beat out of him if they found out.

His feels the parts down there suddenly move. He wasn’t completely unfamiliar with the phenomenon. He wasn’t without his hormones after all. But this was the first time it ever reacted that way so strongly, like if he didn’t give it attention himself it’d explode.

“Mmph…”

And for the time in his entire life, Haoyu does something he knew his parents would definitely be disappointed if not livid about. A hand on his mouth, and another in his school uniform’s pants.

lunch time.

you usually spent those studying or preparing for the next class as hanging out with your friends always ended with you being too distracted to do schoolwork but today you had to show up with ‘proof’ that you went through with their dare.

“yiran ? yichen ?”

no response.

you sighed. as usual, the twins were late. what did you expect? those two would be caught dead before they could be early much less found in the library.

and so you spent the entire time reading,

unaware of the crowd that formed around you while you were busy studying.