#nanook x reader

[thestupidgirlakira]

why is no one writing for Nanook these days, I miss him

[acideathr]

hey guys, so we need to talk.

so ig a bit after new years, i've been posting a LOT less, sometimes once every week or even two weeks. that's not my usual style, since for months before i usually have something out every day or every few days.

ig it's mainly due to my ongoing series, 'quiet fever: all eyes on you'. don't get it the wrong way, i WILL be finishing this series, by either the end of this year or next year, but for now i'm not feeling it. season 2 is kind of a filler series before the main "bonding time" with you and the characters actually starts, and idk, i'm not really feeling it ig.

ig when it comes to motivation, if i find one thing icba to write about, suddenly i can't write about anything, which is why i haven't been posting as much for my dottore series as well.

additionally, i have another series, 'stay you'll stay', which i have written, but since i think it's kinda bad, instead of editing it i decided to rewrite it fully, and even then icba, even though it's only 15 chapters.

my favourite series is 'blood and silk', since i enjoyed writing every chapter, so much so that i wrote all 40 chapters and edited it in around 2 months. i've gotten so much support for that series that i've already started to think about part 2.

ik that if i want to keep on posting consistently, i need to write things i have passion for. and for those who are concerned, i promise i won't overwork myself and i feel no pressure to write. i feel the most good about myself when i post consistently and people read my work and enjoy it, so i promise i won't do overtime 😭

this is why i decided to start a new series, and if you look at my 'current series roster', you'll see all of the works that i'm currently working on, and ideas saved in my drafts that i'll potentially do in the future. if you see this immediately after i posted this, you won't find the jade leech draft since i only thought of it a few days ago, but i'll update the roster.

king!nanook x reader (honkai: star rail)

historical kingdom au, possible yandere for shits and giggles. just a warning that since the aeons are NOT aeons in this au, they will have he/she/they (maybe) pronouns, so if you don't like that for whatever reason, don't click the option ig

idol!gojo satoru x reader (jujutsu kaisen)

i feel like this would work so well with teen/early adult gojo, idk he just screams "idol" to me lmao

douma x reader (demon slayer)

where you're a follower in his paradise faith cult or something (i forgot the name). this will follow the canon story ig, but it doesn't focus on demon slayers at all and will solely focus on douma and reader. this can also be a chance to throw in some oc's you guys have. potential angst ending too yum

serial killer!bunny iglesias x reader (blue lock)

idc what yall say he has serial killer potential. i feel like not knowing about him at all has some mystery to him, which would be SO interesting to write about. if you like my bunny in my other series, you'll probably like this one too

aizen sosuke x reader (bleach)

yall are married for this one, idk. this is also set in the canon universe. i watched bleach ages ago, and am still fuzzy in what happens, so i'll try to make it as canon as possible without watching the show cause icba. this is also angsty ig in the beginning but it gets better (or not)

mafia!jade leech x reader (twisted wonderland)

you cannot tell me after seeing my gorgeous wife georgina that they're not a mafia family. that woman screams morticia aadams and i'll die on that hill idc. anyways mafia jade so scrumptious

sorry for the unnecessary yap session, so now you get to decide what series i do next !!

king!nanook x reader

idol!gojo satoru x reader

douma x reader

serial killer!bunny iglesias x reader

aizen sosuke x reader

mafia!jade leech x reader

Voting ended onMar 1

[myfanfic-urfantrash]

Another idea from my crazy mind running on some sugared cereal let's go! :V

This could either be a gn!reader who is genius society member 85 and is helping out test the simulated universe or the Trailblazer either is good. The point is while testing they encounter the Aeons as usual but something is off they're really flirty with the reader/trailblazer and it's all just an entire series a choose your own adventure sorta thing where you pick an Aeon and boom the reader/trailblazer has a "fun" time with them. Would it count as monsterfucking if they're basically gods??? I don't know and I don't care all I know is that everytime they come out of the simulation they question how the actual heck they survived the encounters with the Aeons since they are so large.

Nanook saying they're gonna destroy the reader and it's really overstimulation and making them dry orgasm till they can't think about anything but them.

Yaoshi's many hands doing something similar cooing at the reader and saying they can give them one more even though they're so spent they try to anyways because they're so loving.

Maybe Aha just denying the reader their orgasm until they cry because it'd be pretty funny to just not give it to them IDK

And many more but my brain is starting to empty...

Well seeing as this all leans more towards the dubious side of things and I don't write for that hmm who knows. All I know is that it would be hilarious to have the reader have a moment where they are figuring out the logistics of what just occurred and if they could feasibly survive a real encounter with an Aeon while Herta and Screwllum try to figure out how and why the heck these Aeons keep fucking them. Anyways that's it my brain is tired.

[sillythe12th]

Ngl I want to give them a big kiss :3

(Ngl someone write a story about us kissing nanook lmao) (I'm begging fr feed me)

[kidicaruslover911]

Nanook, Yaoshi, Xipe, Lan: “Be not afraid.”

You: “Everyone. Raw. At the same time. Next question.”

The Aeons exchanging concerned looks: “Be a little more afraid.”

[evalineplayz19]

To all my Honkai star rail fanfic writers (especially those who write for Nanook)

Hear me out

Nanook with a assistant type reader or something like a reader that’s immortal or something that just is around Nanook all the time and helps them with stuff (like find planets to destroy)

I can just picture it something like how the diamonds and their pearls in Steven universe and I can picture Nanook with reader just chilling in their palms or something

[kichikichiko]

Can you please do a Nanook X trailblazer reader

Destruction and love

Not me taking a year to write this request 💀

Im so sorry Anon but back then I had NO IDEA how to write this out but now I got some idea hihihi

Synopsis : drabble of being with the Aeon of destruction, right under your fellow trailblazer's noses

Pairing: Nanook (aeon) x trailblazer gn! reader

CW: READER IS NOT THE MC TRAILBLAZER FROM THE GAME!, short af, I use use he/him pronouns for the aeon when THEY appear in their moetal form!, my first time writing for Nanook pls dont bash me yall, OOC Nanook obvi, not proofread

𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘

Nanook and trailblazer reader! Are an interesting pair

You and the Aeon of destruction keep your relationship a secret

After all, you and your coworkers are out to destroy every stellaron the Aeon has planted

How you and Nanook see each other is through your dreams

Although it is not THEIR forte, all Aeons have the ability to traverse a mortal's mind if they so please

You may not be the Emanator of Destruction but you recieve far more attention from the Aeon than THEIR emanators

In your dreams the form THEY take is always switching between 2 options

1, THEIR normal Aeon form, where you are but a spec in comparison to THEM. You fit perfectly in the palm of THEIR hand. The fiery blaze that follows the Aeon does not burn you, but instead warms you up comfortably.

2, THEIR human form. Yes, Aeons have disgarded THEIR mortal bodies as they ascend to Aeonhood, however, in dreams it is possible to ignore the laws entirely. Nanook takes on the form of a tall man, his long braided white hair and piercing yellow eyes still remaining even in THEIR mortal form.

Nanook does this to be closer to you, to show you that you and THEM are equals.

Everytime Nanook appears in THEIR human form, you cannot help but feel closer, and feel as if you arent below THEM

You sleep and descended to the realm of dreams after a long day of trailblazing to a distant planet. After bidding farewell to reality, you open your eyes to the all too familiar landscape of the stars. THEY are here. You are meeting THEM again. Which form will THEY take on today?

You feel a the glowing warmth behind you as you looked at the vast sky of the universe. "Hello love" your eyes darted up to where you would usually meet his gaze, however THEIR eyes are nowhere in sight.

THEY have taken on THEIR mortal form to meet you today. "Down here, my love" he spoke warmly

Your eyes went down from the sky and finally meets his gaze. You smiled to yourself and walked up to him "So you've decided to see me in your mortal form."

He nodded, caressing your cheeks when you finally got close enough "I know how much you adore this form of mine"

You hummed in agreement "True, it makes me feel as if I am not below you, and that in some ways, we are the same." You chuckled a little "I dont mean to say that Im in the same level as an Aeon but.. you get what I mean"

A ghost of a smile was seen on his face as he kisses your forehead "I know what you mean. And you are not below me, my love. We are indeed equals in the present time, all the way to the end of time."

"When you finally get what you want.. and destroy the universe.. will you take me with you?"

"Of course. My love for you, is stronger than my hatred for this universe. I will follow you on your path of trailblazing, and you will follow my path of destruction until the death of this universe."

❀𖤣𖥧𖡼⊱✿⊰𖡼𖥧𖤣❀

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[trappolia]

── MY SWEET VILLAIN, MY DARLING GOD

nanook. your aeon lover begrudgingly celebrates the day of your creation.

Nanook's birth was a fiery thing; a light piercing through the clouds like golden death, scorching the world once known as Adlivun. Their birth preceded the collapse of an entire universe, one that had somehow persevered through the Emperor's war and was strengthening their defenses against the coming of the Swarm's march. The old towers of this already dying world had crumbled as the sun rose for the very last time in Adlivun, marking the coming of Destruction incarnate.

But for all the chaos and death their birth brought upon, the day they came into being is of no real importance to Nanook. They do not remember the constellations shining upon their home when they first ignited, nor do they recall whether or not the heat remained or if the cold dark was the first thing they felt, for Adlivun was long gone by the time their golden irises illuminated what was left of the world.

It is a curious thing; for all they have discarded and forgotten of their birth, they remember yours.

What is a god? Certainly not immortal, that is for sure. Pantheons have collapsed with the passage of time, forgotten in the seas of lost religions. Aeons are just as susceptible to death and collapse as the universes they traverse and conquer. On the same spectrum, the birth of a being as powerful as an Aeon is an anomaly felt by the entire universe, a single ripple that results in the violent waves of a turning tide. Such concepts are merely specks of dust for them. What use do they have for such worries, when their lives are mysteries in the known worlds, tipping the balance of the scales simply by existing?

Nanook’s fascination with you could be dismissed as another consequence of the butterfly effect. They should have nothing else on their mind beside righting the worlds’ wrongs, ridding the universe of the cancer that emerges from the boundless stars to taint civilisations. War. Death. Destruction. Finality. Nanook is a jagged puzzle made up of the gods and mortals they had killed, universes scorched from existence like a supernova; and yet, you fit into their life like you were meant to be there all along.

“My sweet villain,” you whisper into their ear, saccharine sweet and painfully loving in all the ways they do not deserve. “My darling god.”

No, they want to say. They are a villain, yes — your sweet villain, if you continue to insist — but a darling god? No, that mantle has always rightfully belonged to you. For a being whose existence has been dictated by their status as Avatar of Entropy since birth, Nanook finds that everything seems to come together when you press your lips against theirs, your taste sweeter than ambrosia.

You are their most infuriating distraction, they think as you sit together amongst the stars of a universe that has yet to die, clinging onto their last rays of sun and hope before Nanook ends it all. it is their sweetest punishment, to have to sit here with you in their arms, so easily drawing their thoughts away from their duties and ideals— and for what? Looking at the stars together? How pathetic.

Pathetic, in the way they recognise these stars, these constellations. It is rare to come across any two galaxies that have the same formation of stars, as likely as to find a needle in a haystack, as mortals say. But here they are, their eyes dragging over the stars glimmering in the abyss. They know these patterns. They know their stories.

They remember the day.

“It is your birthday,” they murmur. Even in this soft tone that Nanook only ever reserves for you, their voice is a booming bass that reverberates throughout the galaxy. Somewhere, another star dies out.

“Hm?” you say cluelessly, looking up at them with eyes that shine brighter than the golden ichor that drips down their arms.

“A mortal custom,” Nanook replies gruffly, feigning nonchalance even as a shiver runs down their spine at the touch of your fingers upon their skin. “The stars are the same as they were the day you came into being.”

“Ah. So they are,” you say when you finally look at the constellations.

It is a strange thing— a humiliating thing; the way Nanook can barely breathe when you are near, and how the air grows stale when you aren’t. It’s as if the Aeon of Destruction is utterly dependent on your attention, your love. How pathetic. How miserable.

how true.

The aeon may have only ascended recently, the youngest of all known paths, but they have made their mark on the universe already; whether it is with the presence of the Antimatter Legion, or the existential crisis brought upon by Nanook’s very life. With their birth, one could no longer deny that destruction is the inescapable destiny of all the known universes; expansion, fusion, and then annihilation. It is the same for Aeons; the survival of the fittest, to destroy or be destroyed, to absorb or be absorbed. For as long as people still walk on the path of destruction, Nanook will continue to aim for the complete devastation of this tainted universe. They alone are the sole being who truly understands what a mistake the birth of this universe was. Each ship and planet may follow a different path, but what civilisation does not speak the common tongue of war? What universe does not know death, pain, destruction?

“What universe does not know love?” you would ask them in response to that. Your hands come up to cup their cheeks in your palm, and Nanook is undone. “Even you know love, my violent delight. Why else would you have remembered the position of the stars the day I was born?”

Would you like your death day to be on the same day as your birth?” Nanook questions you without any real malice, their voice breathless as you drag your thumb over their bottom lip.

You laugh, and Nanook hears the stars sing with you.

Why is it that mortals bother in the struggle of survival? they think. Nothing lasts forever, not even the great Aeons themselves. Civilisations rise and fall, galaxies materialise and collapse. For a new beginning, the book must end. It is simply the way of things. Nanook knows this. Nanook has always known this.

And yet, in these moments with you, they cannot help but cling onto your immortality. They cradle you close, because if the Aeon of Destruction — of all things lost to violence and death — cannot kill you, then what can? If Lan of the Hunt shuns Yaoshi of the Abundance for loving the living too much to the point of cursing them with immortality when it is too heavy of a burden to hear, then it is only a matter of time until they realise that Nanook is a threat to the balance as well. What is life without you? Merely the act of existing, rather than living— chasing a goal, without ever stopping to see the stars and consider the stories behind them.

in death, Nanook will be remembered as many things, and the Antimatter Legion will carry out their legacy just as all the previous Aeons’ factions do in the present day. Even if they must continue Nanook’s ideals in the shadows, the Aeon of Destruction will shadow the known universe for all of eternity— for what civilisation exists without the pain of violence and death? Destruction is a concept as sure as life and death; immortal, even if its Aeon has long since passed. That is Nanook’s goal, their sole purpose of living.

But on this day, Nanook allows themself a singular moment to hope that when they die, the universe will know them not only for the destruction they had reigned upon the universe, but for the fact that they did it in your name— for they had loved you above all else.

© trappolia 2024