I will never deny myself a good knot or heat headcanon
A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex): he can't help but fuss over you, he'll be kind of tense, quick to jump to your every request until he is sure you are fully relaxed and comfortable
B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s): he likes everything about you, for him there isn’t just one part to focus on, its everything that simply makes you, you, being in the position he is and having the duty he has, he notices new things he obsesses over every day
C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person): breeding kink? breeding kink! he won't pressure you into it, but the idea of letting him knot you completely, it's definitely something that keeps him up some nights
D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs): i can see him as feeling guilty sometimes of the way he wants you, maybe wanting to try out some sort of primal play, due to well him being a half wolf, but not wanting to scare you off, so he is left with his imagination, thinking of chasing you through a forest, not worrying about your safety and being the only actual predator around, and then properly claiming you when he manages to capture you
E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?): not that much, he is so duty bound that it's hard for him to relax and allow himself to chase after someone in that way
F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual): very vanilla, the only thing important to him is being able to see you, both to see your lovely expressions and to keep an eye for the subtle shift between pleasure and pain
G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc): he can laugh, he wants you to laugh as well, won’t initiate those moments as often though, more preoccupied on making you feel pleasure, but he won’t shy away from them, and your laugher always brings a smile to his own face
H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.): //hmmmmm thats a tough one but i would say he might be very hairy, thats kind of a controversial opinion though
I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…): very passionate, he takes his time with you because he knows later on when he gets closer he might get lost to pleasure , so he makes sure you are fully prepared for him with a bunch of compliments and kisses and other types of foreplay
J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon): he usually doesn’t have to, his duty keeping both his body and mind quite busy, also his needs rise when you are there with him
K = Kink (One or more of their kinks): he is very vanilla
L = Location (Favourite places to do the do): would prefer to have you somewhere protected with four walls and maybe even comfortable on a bed, but sometimes you simply don’t have much of an option so he won’t complain if the best you two can do is a more quite part of the forest for example
M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going): praise, it’s something kind of embarrassing for him, but it’s nice to be appreciated especially by someone he cares for so much, it makes him want to be even better for you, prove to you how good to you he can be in more ways than one
N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs): hurting you, he simply can’t, things can get out of hand sometimes, due to how massive he is, but he tries to be as gentle with you as he can
O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc): his favourite thing to do, diving between your thighs, your hands gripping his fur, his claws digging in the plush of your thighs as he holds you still for his tongue, he also likes face riding a lot.
P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.): will usually start slower, but the closer to his orgasm he gets the rougher and faster he gets, apologising with every thrust , telling you how much he loves you, how he just can't control himself
Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.): would prefer not to purely cause he is worried about you not being properly prepped up for him but otherwise it’s a welcome distraction
R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.): would rather not, doesn’t want any surprises and its kind of hard convincing him to try out something entirely new, he doesnt want to disappoint you but prefers to stick to more vanilla things
S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…): being a fighter is his entire being, so he has a lot of stamina, a lot of energy, however, due to, complications //cough knot cough he mostly goes for one long round
T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?): he doesn't feel intimidated by anything, he wants you to feel good so he would absolutely be game with using toys on you, however he himself prefers your touch
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease): he can't deny you, he simply can't so teasing is out of the question, he is more playful during your day to day but he prefers to serve you when you are naked.
V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make): surprisingly quiet, he grunts and huffs a lot and the closer he gets the more he growls ,his voice strained low and grumbly as he warns you he is about to cum.
W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice): I think he would have some sort of oral fixation , gently biting into your shoulder, or licking your fingers or running his tongue up your legs and to your thighs
X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words): big very big and thick, has a knot for sure
Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?): he is in control of his needs for the most part but he does tend to get excited when you are around, your scent ,your voice, the feel of your body beneath his big hands, you make him lose his mind
Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards): he is surprisingly quick to fall asleep, he'll be holding you close, face pressed at the top of your head and as you are talking his eyes will droop until he is finally asleep, if you wake him up he'll try to pretend he wasn’t asleep
"The Killing Moon" - Blaidd the Half-Wolf/Reader (not sfw)
"You knew each movement you made was much louder to his wolf ears than your own. Your scent, no matter how well you tried to disguise it, drifted through the trees right to him. He’d be able to recognize his mate’s trail anywhere.
You’d never win this game… but wasn’t that the point?"
You winced in pain, biting your tongue to keep yourself quiet as your foot got caught on an unearthed root. You couldn’t even take a moment to stabilize yourself– you had to keep moving. You could barely see what was in front of you as the shadow of the trees cast by the moon enshrouded you in darkness. Blaidd was skilled in concealing his location, moving silently through the forest as he hunted for you. You knew each movement you made was much louder to his wolf ears than your own. Your scent, no matter how well you tried to disguise it, drifted through the trees right to him. He’d be able to recognize his mate’s trail anywhere.
You’d never win this game… but wasn’t that the point?
The mishap had done more damage to your ankle than you thought, and one badly placed step made you collapse onto the ground, the skin of your palms scraping open as you tried to catch yourself.
There was a low growl behind you. Your heart was beating out of your chest, a mixture of fear and perverted delirium as you already knew what would happen when he caught up to you in your little game.
“Tch, such a small mistake led to your loss,” Blaidd said. He looked down at you, his gaze making you feel smaller than you already were compared to him.
“You were behind me that whole time,” you said. “You were only waiting for me to slip up.”
His fangs glinted in the moonlight as he smiled with no reply. The two of you had ended up in a small clearing, surrounded by trees on all sides. While your ankle throbbed, that dull sensation was overshadowed by the anticipation of how Blaidd would have his way with you.
Too quickly for you to react, he moved to kneel behind you, pushing down hard on the middle of your back. Your cheek scraped against the ground, chest lowered and back arched as he maneuvered you into the position he wanted. Blaidd’s claws grasped under the waistband of your pants, pulling them down around your thighs in one swift motion.
His hands gripped you, claws nearly breaking the skin as he spread your ass apart. He leaned in, his snout pressing against you as he licked a long, wet trail from your clit upwards, tongue prodding against your asshole. You quivered beneath him, quiet moans forcing themselves out of your chest.
You arched back against Blaidd’s mouth, any dignity dissipating as you gave in to his touch. His tongue grazed over your pussy, lapping up your arousal and tasting every part of you. You felt your thighs tense as you edged closer to a climax; the adrenaline of having him chase after you already had you aching for release. His hot exhales puffed against your wet hole as he worked through you with his tongue.
But he knew your body too well. When he knew you were just on the edge, he pulled back suddenly, giving your ass a hard smack. You whined, wiggling your butt to incite him, pleading for him to continue and let you cum.
His silence served as your answer, and you felt his cock nudge against your pussy as he aligned himself. You leaned back, desperate to feel his girth stretch you open, causing his dick to slip and grind against your thigh.
“Patience, love,” Blaidd scolded. He held your hip tighter, his other hand palming his cock as he slowly pushed in, head probing your tight entrance.
You groaned and attempted to turn your head to look at him as he towered over you. When you made eye contact, he bucked into you without warning, your slick allowing him to bottom out with ease. Your nails dug into the dirt in an attempt to stabilize yourself as he gave you deep strokes, his thick cock dragging along your walls. His tip kissed your cervix with each thrust, causing a dull pain to nestle deep in your gut.
You tried to bounce back against his pace, meeting each thrust with your hips, and he growled behind you. He leaned farther over you, moving his hands to press down on your back as he pounded into you, his balls slapping against your pussy.
At this angle, his cock was thrusting hard against your frontal wall, your lower stomach bulging with each stroke. Your thighs quivered as you wailed, although it came out in breathy gasps as your chest was pushed hard against the ground. It was difficult to get air in your lungs, and your head felt light as you tip-toed on the edge of consciousness.
You began to feel his knot swell at the base of his cock, straining against your hole as he fucked deep into you, your arousal leaking down your legs.
“Please,” you strained, tears wetting your cheeks, although you couldn’t tell if it was in pain, perverted intoxication, or both. “Please, give me your knot.”
Blaidd’s claws pressed into your shoulder and you cried out in pain. “You will have my pups,” he said. “You’ll be my mate, full of my litter…”
You whined out in agreement as he rutted hard into you. As his knot slapped against your hole, he leaned down, his jaws latching onto the back of your neck. His teeth dug into you, and with him so close, you could hear his low growls deep in his chest, saliva coating your skin. He knew just how hard he could bite down without injuring you.
With him pressing down on your back and his grasp on your neck, all you could do was sit there and take it as he fucked you fervently, and with a sudden movement his thick knot snapped into your pussy. You clenched around him as you came, thighs spasming as the tip of his cock pushed against your cervix, knot splaying you open in delicious agony.
Soon, you felt Blaidd’s heavy body tense above you as he groaned, pumping his hot cum deep. His knot pulsed inside of you with his balls throbbing against your cunt as he left every last bit of his load inside of you, breeding you and ensuring you were permanently his.
You pathetically twitched under him, your orgasm draining you of all your energy. He slowly unlatched his jaws from your neck and pulled his claws out of your shoulders. You felt him lick at your wounds apologetically as he waited for his knot to unswell.
“Forgive me, my love,” he mumbled.
You shook your head, cheek grazing the dirt. You didn’t have the strength even to speak.
He moved to reposition you to lay on your back, being gentle with your aching body. Your breath hitched in your throat as he began grinding into your sore cunt once more.
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So yesterday morning I was feeling gender dysphoria, cause of transphobic family member. So to cheer myself up i wrote this. I hope it also helps anyone else feeling dysphoria rn
Gentle note, that this is very self indulgent, and it reflects mostly what I'd look for in comfort
Characters included: Morgott, Mohg, Varré, Rennala, Rykard and Tanith, Blaidd, Marika, Radagon, and Godwyn and Fortissax.
I'll do a second part to include Maliketh, Radahn, Kalé, Ordovis, Godfrey, Gideon, Godrick, and maybe my OC Ravis.
Someone intentionally deadnames, and misgenders you infront of your Elden Ring lover(s)
Morgott
Morgott has pretty thick skin. He's used to insults, and sneers thrown his way. He can take a lot of disrespect unfazed. And with you to reassure, and praise him? Nothing really gets to him anymore.
The moment someone has the audacity to disrespect you however? Especially if they target your gender dysphoria purposefully.
It would take a divine act of the greater will to stop him from putting the offender in their place, or you holding him back, should you wish to avoid violence.
Morgott is not one to throw around his power, and title as Lord of Lyndell so casually. But for you he'll take advantage of it's privilege to make sure the offender pays for their insult.
Expect extra attention for as long as your dysphoria eats at you.
Morgott will be with you constantly, well more than usual. Mother hen mode has activated.
He'll offer as much of gender affirming praises that you need.
He'll take you into his arms and trail kisses along the parts of yourself you may feel uncomfortable with.
Morgott would wrap you so gently around his tail, and bring you flush against his chest as he whispers everything he loves about you in your ear.
"Allow none to tell thee who thou art. And should they yet persist, I will be by thy side, always, to ward those vermin away."
Mohg
The person that disrespected you has now permanently volunteered for, the very available position, of bloodflame incantation test dummy. The new recruits will be very pleased :)
Mohg will show the offender no mercy, and will let you choose whether they die quickly, or slowly.
If Varré is part of the relationship, he will carry out the deed. Should you prefer the offender to die quickly, Varré will "accidentally" make them suffer.
Mohg would be quick to wash your dysphoria away.
He'll bring you close, using his wings to shield you from everything else. He'll trace his claws gently across your cheeks before cupping your face in his hands. He brings his face close to yours, your breaths mixing, and traces his tongue over your lips and across your face then finally to your ear. Where he'll whisper to you gender affirming praises, among other praises ;)
Anytime he mentions a body part of yours he likes, he'll give it a gentle caress before giving it a teasing squeeze.
"My dearest consort. Should any dare slander thy name, allow them no mercy."
Varré
The offender will know immediately they fucked up. Whether you notice Varré's menacing aura behind you, depends on how murderous he's feeling that day.
You know for a fact that the offender wont live to see tomorrow.
Varré will take his sweet time showing the offender the error of their ways. Should you be feeling especially dysphoric, however, he'll deal with the offender quickly.
Regardless of how fast they're dealt with, you won't see it. Varré prefers to make sure you see only the best sides of him, even if you already know what he's capable of.
When you do see him again, he'll be nice, and clean. Ready to take you in his arms.
He'll whisper praises to you as he pets you gently with one hand, and holds one of your hands with his other.
He'll have also brought you a bouquet of roses. Some of which he'll remove the thorns from so he can adorn you, without pricking you.
"My sweet little Lambkin. You are a radiant rose, and should any wish to pluck you, show them your thorns."
Rennala
Rennala cant imagine why anyone would disrespect you in such a way. You, her dearly beloved, who she holds so close to her heart, deserves not a second of this insult.
She's the most civil than anyone else on this list, but by no means does that imply that the offender will not know the full might of the Carian Queen, and the majesty she conjureth.
Once the offender is put in their place, whether that be 6 feet under, or much deeper to be worked to the bone in the mines, is up to you.
Rennala will hold you to her, resting your head comfortably on her chest. She'll sing to you until you're fast asleep.
She'll set all her work aside for the rest of the day, so she may spend time with you. Rennala wants to make sure that the offenders words are out of your mind, for they hold no merit.
"Rest my dearest. Tomorrow thou shall awake stronger than before. For it is another day the land bows to the majesty of thy soul."
Rykard, and Tanith
They're already plotting the offenders demise. There is no escape from their fury.
Rykard is quick to distract you while Tanith is busy attending to some... urgent business :)
Pre-devour Rykard will pull you to his chest, and plant kisses on your face, his beard tickling you. He'll make sure you know how much he loves you. Whether it be from praises, or his wandering hands, and lips.
Post-devour Rykard will have you safely snuggled on his body like a heated nest.
Although he is insecure about his voice, he knows you would never mean any harm or disrespect against him, so he'll do impressions for you to make you laugh. Eventually you'll forget about the offender.
Once Tanith returns, you'll notice her loyal Crucible Knight is suspiciously absent. You'll quickly forget your observation as Tanith joins you by your side.
Her arms slips around your waist, and her mask is set aside. She'll place a gentle kiss on your cheek, and then another on your lips.
The three of you will engage in whatever conversation catches your fancy. The rest of the day is spent in eachothers company.
"A true family stands by thy side, and supports thee through thick and thin."
"Should you find that to not be the case, then do not hesitate to leave, and find your true family. Family is not given, it is earned."
Blaidd
Blaidd is quick to correct the offender, thinking they were unaware of your real name, and gender.
Once he catches on that it's intentional, Blaidd's demeanor quickly changes. He serves them a chilling threat. His size, and fangs are suddenly more noticeable to the offender.
This alone would cause most to scurry with their tails between their legs, but should the offender foolishly stand their ground, they'll meet the unfortunate end of Blaidd's sword.
After the offender is dealt with, Blaidd will tell you to pay no heed to their words.
He'll take your hand in his large ones, and you'll both continue with your journey together.
You'll notice Blaidd saying your name more, and taking more opportunities to use your pronouns, should you use any.
If you're still feeling dysphoria, he'll settle down to rest with you. Discarding most of his armor so he can pull you to his fluffy chest, knowing full well how you adore being surrounded by his soft warmth.
He'll also opt to play games with you. Such as hide and seek, fetch /hj, sparring, or any other games or activities you have in mind.
Many may find it childish, but Blaidd doesn't care. If it makes you happy why force yourself to give it up just because you're an adult?
Besides there are plenty of adult activities he'd be more than willing to participate in ;)
"Don't let anyone tell you what you can and can't be, my love. Who are they to decide that? I like to picture it this way. If it sounds like something Seluvis would say, then I know it's full of shite."
Marika
It doesn't matter who the offender is, they just made the biggest mistake of their life, and most likely the last.
Marika is always so patient, and sweet with you, that it's really easy to forget how cruel, and cold she can be.
The offender will be executed for sure. Whether it's a public, or private execution will depend on you. Marika values, and respects your input, and since this concerns you, she wants to include you in that decision.
If you have the negotiating skills of a god, and are able to convince Marika not to have the offender killed, she'll demand that they receive a fitting punishment.
She'll have you decide on the punishment, but if you decide to let her choose, know that whatever she picks is final, and will be much worse than whatever you could imagine.
She expresses a lot of her love language in acts of service, so she feels that punishing the offender, is an ample display of her affection for you.
However, if you express otherwise, or the offenders words still ail you? Expect high praise, gifts, affection, and whatever you desire. She'll spoil you more than she usually does.
"Never lower thyself to the level of those who spit at your feet. Thou will only break thy back."
Radagon
Radagon is genuinely very shocked that someone that stupid even exists. First of all, to even have the audacity to disrespect you period. Second of all, to do so with him present? He severely doubts the offender has a will to live.
Just like Marika, it's so easy to forget what Radagon is capable of. He's so loving, patient, and approachable with you, that when he does a 180, it always takes you by surprise.
Unlike Marika, he will consult you on the offenders fate from the get go. However, whatever you choose know that he will not let the Offender slide too easily, no matter how merciful you may choose to be.
Whatever the offenders fate, he'll make sure that you don't take the offenders disrespect to heart.
Radagon would do absolutely anything to reassure you, and get your mind off it.
He doesn't usually spoil you as rotten as Marika would, but makes exceptions when you're feeling especially down, or dysphoric.
He will be at your beck and call. Whatever you ask for, he'll personally do. Whether it be to get you something, a massage, praises, or affection. He'll do it with purpose, and passion.
He'll also take you on walks through nature, as he believes it can be soothing to the soul. If you wish to eat, he'll somehow already have a picnic spot ready for you.
Radagon is a devoted lover.
"Turn thy head away, and look at me. Without thee, the sun will never shine the same, and the very winds will change it's course. Thou art a force of nature, and the world would be emptier without thee."
Godwyn, and Fortissax
(Some inspiration from @/prismatic-starstuff thoughts on Godwyn's temper. You are gods send, and i really appreciate you! Check out their blog, it's hella awesome!)
Some, especially foolish, people may mistake Godwyn as a pushover. He's kind, gentle, and patient with all he meets. That kindness should not be mistaken as weakness, as anyone who's seen, the very rare instances of Godwyn's anger.
The quote from the wiseman's fear, about the anger of a gentle man, fits Godwyn well.
Whoever disrespected you in front of not only Godwyn, but also Fortissax, has a bigger death wish than any of the other offenders on this list.
Who looks at the lover of not just a demigod, but also a notorious dragon, and goes "Yeah, Im gonna shit on that person in particular"???
The offender is either dead on the spot, or later to spare you the scene. (The former is more likely)
Fortissax genuinely doesn't understand those that don't know to mind their own business, especially on matters that dont concern them.
It also doesn't understand the discourse on gender identity either. If someone states how they identify, how difficult is it to respect that? It can think of an endless amount of things more difficult. Like trying to avoid it's sisters wrath when it knows it's done fucked up, like that one time. Fortissax shudders at the memory.
It'll tell you not to pay anything to the offenders words. Their words have no worth, and shouldn't plague you.
If Fortissax does notice it still bothers you, It'll offer to nap with you. Sleep usually helps it when something is on it's mind, so it'll take you in it's large clawed hand, and hold you gently to its chest, or neck. Or just this once, should you insist, it'll allow you to lay on it's warm snout.
Don't tell a soul, especially Lansseax, she'll never let it hear the end of it.
Godwyn will set aside a few days to spend quality time with you, and Fortissax.
He'll also offer to write you poetry should the offenders words still bother you.
He will write an entire book of poetry on how wonderful you are if he has to. He wants you to see yourself the way he does.
He'll hold you close as you both cuddle against Fortissax, the dragon already having it's arm trapping you both to it's chest.
Godwyn will kiss every inch of you, gender affirming praises whispered in-between. His hands wandering wherever his lips are not. He'll worship you.
Once he's satisfied, and you're feeling better, he'll take a nap with his lovers.
"What wisdom wouldst a blinking idiot with their head in the ground offer thee? Scowl upon them, and move on. Waste not a moment more."
"Thy radiance outshines the very sun, and eases mine eyes so that I may look upon thee. The moon wanes in thy presence, it's magnificence second only to thee. I may be known as golden, but without thee I am as dull as copper, for thou art my glimmer."
