only no sky can blind you now

Okay, so the amount of thoughts I had on this

I was thinking about how reader and the Godskin Noble could’ve met, and I realized that the places the Godskins show up in have something to do with blasphemy and godkilling

Volcano Manor: Blasphemy Central!

Divine Tower of Liurnia: Ranni’s dead flesh is found here

Dominula: Tons of theories here. I think I heard something about these ladies hating Marika and her kids in a lore short a while back. 

Divine Tower of Caelid: This one protects the Godslayer Greatsword

Farum Azula: The boss right before the dog who beat up their mom

So I’m gonna put the reader in a kind of blasphemous situation so big hot Fem Godskin Noble can show up and be lore accurate!

You’ve been weak since birth. Your skin is paper-like and your bones are frail, easy to fracture. You get sick easily. You can hardly lift a sword.

You have a group that surrounds you. Children, elders, ex-clerics, escaped prisoners. A group convinced that your weakness can only be the doing of the unjust gods that rule the Lands Between. Your group preaches blasphemies and pure hatred to these beings. You preach as well. A choir of anger, rising up to the skies.

And one night, led by the song your choir sings, you find her at the edge of your camp.

Pale and reptilian, clothed with similarly pale skin. Light yellow eyes, untouched by the grace of gold. Grandiose, both in size and the way she moved. Inhuman. Frightening.

She smiles at you from under her hood, baring her blackened fangs. Knowing. Ambitious as you are to hunt gods. You smile back.

She comes around often. Once a week, maybe, appearing in a flourish of brilliant black flame, to revel in your group's blasphemy. 

She never tells you her name, yet she speaks similarly to nobles you’ve met on the road. Posh, polite, and all too excited to gossip. Incessantly preening and sweeping gestures. You find her charming, once you realize her to have goals aligned with your own. She finds you fascinating. She’s seen weakness before, but the anger you carry is what she finds delightful. 

She boasts about her robe of godskin to you, showing it off at all angles. Oh, how proud her mother would be, and how honored you should be to see it. It’s beautiful, isn’t it? When you do agree and tell her it is beautiful, and she looks beautiful wearing it, she nearly stumbles.You had no idea at the time, but you’ve discovered that the way to a godskinner’s heart is through her ego. She haughtily brushes you off before disappearing in a ring of black flame.

When she prays to the Gloam Eyed Queen, her mother, she speaks of you. Your frailness. Your sickness. Your anger. Your ambition. Your eyes. How she yearns to be around you, to soak up your attention like a sunbathing lizard. 

Oh. That’s a new thing. Really, there’d be no purpose in the godskin apostles and nobles having any sort of passions outside of skinning gods. None of her siblings in the past have had clear consorts or partners.

But the more she thinks on it, the more enthralled with the idea she becomes. You, this frail, angry thing, at her side eternally. Yes, she thinks she’d like that very much.

Your relationship shifts. She’s around your group more often, given that you’ve explained her presence to them. She stands by the fire, lets the children ooh and ahh at her robe. Not one can touch it, however. That privilege is reserved only for you. 

Of course, your group's blasphemous preaching in the Lands Between is not without consequence. Many times, servants of the Erdtree have come with steel bared to cut out any profanation they see. You are practically unable to defend yourself, leaving your group at a disadvantage. You lose many in a single night.

You tell her this. She stills, then picks up your hand to press a kiss to it. She disappears for a few nights.

When you next see her, her stitcher is covered in blood, and she wraps you in a cloak of skin. Not the stuff of gods, but it holds similar weight in your heart. You don’t run into any Erdtree servants for a long time after.

It isn’t hard to realize, after a time, that she’s courting you. It’s not unlike the usual courtship ritual you’d see across the Lands Between. But it’s quite a bit more grisly. Not that you mind.

You accept the gifts left by your bedding. Scented oils, clothes made of skin, a smaller version of her stitcher, and a handful of sharp, black teeth. Odd, but they each bring a sort of lightness to your heart. How could you refuse the love of a god skinner after years of despising gods?

You show your devotion as well. You start to train with the stitcher she left you, and ask her for assistance whenever you can. You sneak kisses to her hands, to her cheeks, to the top of her head and to her belly. 

There’s a ceremony. You find she has a larger family than you imagined. The nobles and apostles gather around your encampment, tripping over your group with serpentine tails and snarking at each other. Don’t mind it too much. They’d all love to welcome you into their family.

It’s officiated by one of the ex-clerics of your group. He was given a small prayerbook bound in supple skin to read from. He’s totally not terrified.

There’s dancing. One of the apostles brought along a coterie of festive dancers who really started the party. You twist and flow with your love, and nothing else matters. You forget about your fury towards the gods, if only for a moment.

When the night ends, the party fares you well as she sweeps you away from your camp.

You curl up together in the grass. You see her without her robes. She’s still so very beautiful. She holds you, and it is cool and perfect in her serpentine arms. 

Asra

They totally knew before you told them. You canonically have part of their heart. 

They sit you down after you tell them, smile on their face, and tell you “yeah no shit, babe” in the kindest, most loving way possible. 

Whatever you need in your transition, they’ll somehow come up with it. Binders, hormones, affirmations. You’ll have a surplus of them all. But primarily, their complete and undying support for however you decide to express who you are.

They'll probably find a way for you to look how you want somehow. Either through some super cool magic or even through the Major Arcana. They probably won’t risk you making any dangerous deals with said Arcana, but they'd be more than happy to do it themself.

Sometimes, they’ll listen more to your subconscious feelings than what you actually say. But it’s purely out of a place of love for you.

Julian

As soon as you tell him, he presses a dramatic kiss to your face, then gets to work. He wants to make sure you have everything you need to feel like your best self, and nothing will stop him.

He spends a bit of time researching and talking to you about being trans. He wants to hone in on the mental and physical sides of things as much as he can. 

If you’re binding, rest assured that Julian is on that. You want to know the best method? He’s got a list of pros and cons for everything. If you’re wanting to medically transition? He is locked in. He’ll prescribe you whatever hormones you need. He’ll be the one reminding you to unbind or take your shots.

He’ll start hinting that “hey I wouldn’t mind doing any gender-affirming surgeries on you haha jkjk unless-” 

If you actually did want him to be the one to do your surgeries, he suddenly starts doubting his entire occupation as a doctor. Incredibly hesitant at first, but would absolutely do it if you affirmed how much you trusted him with it.

Lucio

I personally love the headcanon that Lucio is FTM. I don’t remember where I read it, but it just makes sense to me, so it’s canon.

When you tell him, he’s so excited that he finally knows someone like himself. He’s about a second away from spinning you around and shouting it to the entirety of Vesuvia. He’d plan an entire party around it, if only you’d ask.

He starts talking you out on dates that are more stereotypically masculine. Hunting, sparring, the works. He gives you more masculine clothing. He’ll get super into complimenting whatever he can as “manly”. The kinds of things that helped him feel more masculine when he was starting out. 

That becomes his whole thing. He starts projecting what helped him onto you and kinda sees himself as a mentor figure. 

He’s like Julian with reminding you about binding and hormone therapy, but he’s Lucio. It’s a lot more patronizing, but it comes from a place of sincere care for you. He never had someone to help him out with this kind of thing growing up, and he wants to make sure that won’t happen with you.

Muriel

He does not care.

Of course, he cares about you with his entire being. He cares about how you feel about yourself and about him. But you coming out to him as trans? It doesn’t change how he views you one single bit, so he doesn’t make a huge fuss about it.

He grew up with Asra, so he’s familiar with different gender identities. Swapping pronouns isn’t a big deal to him, mainly because he barely talks about you to other people, let alone talks to other people in general.

However, when he visits Asra, Muriel will definitely ask about you and what you could be going through. What can he do to help you? What can he improve on? He takes Asra’s advice to heart and implements it however he can.

Every now and then, he’ll sit you down and ask you directly what you need from him. Your own business on how you want to express your gender is yours, but he would love to be included however he can.

Nadia

She’s quiet the entire time you’re telling her about it. And when you’re done, she holds your face, presses a kiss to your forehead, and asks, “What do you need from me?”

Enough said. She just wants to make sure you’re happy, comfortable, and proud to be in your body. And she’ll do everything she can to ensure it.

New clothes begin appearing in your wardrobe. Masculine or modest, whatever you need, even without you asking. Colognes with super masculine names like “Golden Army” or “Bearglove” appear next to your dresser. Like Lucio, she’ll start praising your masculinity however she can. 

You’re thinking of medically transitioning? Nadia’s got the money AND the contacts. She reads about gender affirming care and tells you any new information that arises. Despite her strained relationship with her family, she’ll consider reaching out to Nazali for help.

You’ve always been the priority in her mind. If you don’t mind your transition and comfortability becoming one of her “projects”, she’ll guarantee you the smoothest transition in existence. 

Portia

She listens super intently when you tell her. You could’ve sworn you were planning out a military operation with how serious she looked. 

When you finish, she launches into this great big speech about loving you no matter what and being so grateful that you shared this with her. She’ll get so into it, she’ll start crying, then you’ll start crying, then you’re both sobbing and holding each other on the floor.

Literally the next day, you’ll notice that the staff at the palace are all calling you by your preferred pronouns. People you don’t even know will be calling you by your preferred pronouns, whether you pass as masculine or not. 

If you mention it to Portia, she just shrugs very unsuspiciously. “Huh. Weird.” She totally had nothing to do with that. (Yes, she did. She totally did. It’s not even subtle.)

She’ll continue doing things like that. Subtle things to make you more comfortable, like setting aside any masculine-leaning clothes in the wash for you or being super passive aggressive to any palace naysayers. No one will question who you are with Portia on the case.

(Bonus: I was just reading the Arcana Wiki to refresh myself and was reminded that Julian was the one to amputate Lucio’s arm back in the day. So now I just can’t stop imagining this:

Lucio: yo jules. While you’re at it, can you chop off my tits

Julian: motherfucker i am literally amputating your arm right now. 

Coupé and Punch Up

(Because for me, they’re a package deal.)

“Hey, me and my partner saw you from across the bar and really liked your vibe. Can we buy you a drink?”-core. 

Funnily enough, that’s how they mostly interact with you. A united front, occasionally gifting you bottles of wine or tubs of ice cream.

Coupe will definitely plan out her gifts, putting immense care into delivering something that you’ll love. Punch Up attempts to do the same, but it’s definitely more vending machine food than vintage. He still cares just as much, though. 

They both want to get to know you. Coupe maybe has an extensive list of the things you like, which Punch Up helpfully adds on to through casual conversation with you.

If you flirt with one, you’ll probably have to flirt with the other soon after. Both enjoy basking in your attention, but there’s also a sense of territorialness whenever they interact with you. For each other or for you, you’re not entirely sure.

Flambae

Constant back and forth banter. Either shit-talking or flirting, but it's very fun either way.

During dispatches, during downtime, during afterhours, y’all will be talking. It gets to a point where you two are like those two troublemakers in middle school that need to get separated by the teacher.

A common pastime is getting into trouble together. Y’all are always trying to one-up each other with dares and challenges. There’s a ton of bets centered around you two getting up to bullshit, and you both know it.

Clubbing is the main hangout activity. Dancing, karaoke, drinks, and each other’s company is all you need to have a good time.

If you flirt with him, expect flirting back. It’s getting harder to tell if it’s banter or actual flirting at this point.

Golem

Pretty chill about you. 

Just generally likes hanging out with you. Sitting around, reading magazines about your respective interests. 

Most of your interactions happen outside the Sardine. You sit outside with him since he can’t go in, and he’s more than happy to have the company.

Golem talks to you about his day, his hobbies, his love of animals. He asks questions about you. He wants to know about you. Y’all have a solid friendship.

If you attempt to flirt with him, it’ll take him a bit to understand what’s happening. Once he does, he’ll flirt back with less vigor than you do. He’s trying.

Invisigal

She acts like she doesn’t care at first. 

Sure, you’re super cool and tall and flashy and hella hot- wait. 

She won’t admit it, but she seeks out your approval above everyone else's. If she makes a joke, Invisigal will almost immediately look at you. Subtly, of course. 

Be careful what you say to her. She’ll internalize it forever. You once commented that her hair got messed up during a dispatch, and now she’ll never walk into the same room as you without checking herself in a mirror.

She’ll brush it off if you flirt with her. She’ll flirt back a little bit with similar vigor, then disappear to go have a crisis. 

Malevola

She thinks you’re cool. You think she’s cool. The coolness multiplies.

You both push each other to be better than you already are. Kind of like Flambae, but more focused on self-improvement and getting stronger. Malevola gets genuinely excited to see your growth, and her excitement is contagious.

You compliment each other and match each other’s energy. You’re both level-headed and become the accidental unofficial leaders of the group. 

Once you’re officially friends, it’s not uncommon to see you two following each other around. Y’all are the united front keeping Z-Team together. 

If you flirt with her, she’ll flirt back in a cool, lazy way. If continued, she’ll definitely mirror your intensity.

Phenomaman

Similar to Golem, he’s fairly chill about your presence. 

He finds you unique compared to the other earth-people he’s met. You know you look good, and you’re not afraid to let the world know you know it. He admires that.

Phenomaman is very cordial with you. He never has a bad word to say about you to other people. You aren’t really sure if he’s capable of being anything but cordial. 

His compliments on your confidence, your wardrobe, and general flashiness may sound back handed, but he just generally admires you and doesn’t mean to be rude in any way.

Responds politely if you attempt to flirt with him. It’s like trying to charm a polite, self-depreciating wall. In one ear, out the other once the interaction is finished. 

Prism

Like Flambae, she loves bantering with you. 

But she also loves just including you in things, because she knows you always have something to add to a situation.

Prism wants your opinion on the latest SDN betting ring. On this funny video on her phone. On this picture she just took. On music. Specifically her music.

Speaking of her music, do you want to be in her new music video? You totally should be in her new music video. You’d be perfect.

If you try and flirt with her, she’ll flirt back with matching enthusiasm. Bad bitch recognizes similar bad bitch game.

Sonar

Same with Malevola, he thinks you’re cool. He’s a lot less direct about it, though.

Most of your interactions will be by the vending machines. He’ll be chatting about crypto or Vanderstenk or his Harvard degree while handing you a twinkie. Thoughtless little kindnesses like that.

He usually comes off as uninterested in your part of shared interactions, but Sonar really does enjoy your company. 

He reads off AITA posts on Reddit and definitely doesn’t base his opinion on your reaction to them. Nope.

If you flirt with him, he’ll have a similar reaction to Invisigal. With his bat features, it’s a bit harder to see if you left an impression on him. But rest assured, you have.

Waterboy

He’s incredibly intimidated. Of course, you’re not the only one who scares him in Z-Team, but you’re definitely one of the scariest.

Sometimes, he will burst into nervous, flustered giggles right in the middle of talking to you. He’s not laughing at you, he swears. 

Waterboy also looks up to you. Being around you all the time pushes him to start channeling your immense confidence.

If you encourage this and comment on how he’s coming out of his shell, it only pushes him further. If you think he’s doing great, he wants to do even better.

As some unknown warrior traveling the Lands Between, it was unheard of for you to not only beat General Radahn at Redmane Castle, but to basically pulverize him. And not only that, you were honorable about it. You helped him back up to his feet, bowed, and thanked him for a great fight.

Radahn skips right past the hit to his ego and is immediately smitten.

You were perfect. You, who left him heaving for breath on the ground. You, who looked at him so intensely, it made his head hurt. You, who lightly patted Leonard on the neck on your way out the gates. Holy shit he HAS to have you.

Radahn calls out to you as you’re leaving, practically stumbling over himself to get to you and ask you to be his consort. The Starscourge would never beg, but he gets close. Especially once you stress how important your journey is. 

Finally, you give him a challenge. Sure, you’ll become his consort. But he has to beat you in a fight first.

He accepts immediately, and then it’s on.

During your journey, Radahn finds and challenges you every so often. He tries to pick more scenic, beautiful places to have your battles. The vast plains of Limgrave, the cliffs of Liurnia. He loves to see how you react to the beauty of the land. He loves how your intense eyes soften at the sight.

Each time he finds you, he ends up defeated and the ache in his heart grows worse. You’re just so cool and powerful and everything he would want in a person.

After the first few times, you end up lingering for a bit until he recovers. You hang out with Leonard while the general catches his breath. You feed him raisins and whatever horse-friendly food you have in your pack at the time. This does not help Radahn’s infatuation at all.

The challenge you’ve given him stretches out for a while. Eventually, you realize you’re a lot less unknown. There’s recognition in the eyes of the people you meet. Redmane soldiers sit around fires, whispering about you and your immense power. If you pass by Sellia, its residents look at you knowingly. Leyndell’s bars are filled with tall tales and songs of your victories. 

Your fame isn’t entirely exclusive to the common folk, either. Invitations from Volcano Manor arrive. Rykard wants to meet the mysterious warrior that enraptured his brother. Ranni quietly watches your journey from afar, noting your sense of honor and figuring out how to fit you in her plans. Malenia ends up challenging you once, and proudly getting her ass handed to her. Even Queen Marika turns her gilded gaze on you.

The battles are fun. He’s joyous in every step, with booming laughter every time he manages to trip you up or vice versa. You enjoy yourself immensely. 

In between battles, Radahn quietly commissions a greatsword to be made. Average Carian romance stuff. His mother would be proud.

If he hears that you’re about to pass through a particularly dangerous patch of the Lands Between, he’ll send in a handful of his best men to escort you through. He knows logically that if you can put him on his ass, you can handle a few giant ants or dragons. But even the best warriors can get overwhelmed, right? 

The battles get bloodier and bloodier. You both grow stronger the longer this goes on. Leonard gets spoiled with raisins and pets galore. You look forward to the fights. Even as they slowly become stalemates, with both of you being too exhausted to go on.

You still stick around. Radahn does the same. You bandage each other's wounds with lingering touches.

When the day comes where Radahn finally bests you, he’s just as honorable as you’ve been. He helps you up, even brushes the dirt off of you. He thanks you for the great fight as blood drips into his eyes.