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the pervert known as avi e. ringfinger 🔞 ranking member of the ftm silco advisory board. he/him. icon by @popskull.buzz archiveofourown.org/users/ringfinger

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aya zaun@ringfingers· 22d

vander mistakes a vastaya potion for an exotic spirit and drinks the whole bottle, resulting in some unfortunate physical transformations. it's only fair that silco helps his best friend out ... right? #vanco #zaundads #silco #vander archiveofourown.org/works/88929326

down, boy!
by ringfinger

Summary:

“The potion gave you a canid knot, right? Biologically speaking, it’s to keep a dog’s penis seated in its mate while it … it …” Gods, he was really going to have to say it, wasn’t he? “Breeds.”

They stared at each other for one long, pregnant moment.

“Breeds,” Vander repeated dumbly.

Silco wished the floor would open up and just swallow him.

aya zaun@ringfingers· 28d

ok whatever. i'm sparing you all by making it pillow talk

“Maybe that potion won’t ever wear off,” Silco mumbled, ears burning. “You always were a dog!”

“Awooooooo,” Vander agreed, nipping at Silco’s ear. He worked a hand between Silco’s hips and the shamefully wet pillow, rubbing Silco with fast, rough strokes; it produced such a loud, slick sound that Silco’s face burned. “Good thing doggy cock gets you soaked.”

“Never call it that again.”

“Aw, you’re blushin’.”

“Am not,” Silco lied, hiding his face in the mattress.

aya zaun@ringfingers· May 15

hope you’re all ready for me to violently switch gears to “sex sitcom”

Vander groaned and fell back to the mattress, covering his face with his hands. Silco wished he would cover the throbbing organ between his legs instead. “I’ve been jerkin’ off for two hours, Sil … I’ve never come this much in my life, even as a lad, but it won’t go down. I don’t know what to do! I can’t report to work like this!”

Silco’s head was spinning. Sure, he’d indulged in plenty of fantasies about his best friend over the last couple of years when it was late at night and he was certain Vander was fast asleep, but this? It was far too good to be true. He fought the urge to pinch himself, to confirm that a particularly vivid wet dream hadn’t sent him to the pages of a two-bronze pornographic magazine.

He settled for squeezing his eyes shut. Maybe when he opened them, this wouldn’t be happening.

“Sil, I’m beggin’ you. Can’t you use that big brain of yours and help me out?”

“Does it … need to go in something …?”

Vander cocked his head, so puppyish it made Silco’s heart stutter. “Not sure I follow.”

“The potion gave you a canid knot, right? Biologically speaking, it’s to keep a dog’s penis seated in its mate while it … it …” Gods, he was really going to have to say it, wasn’t he? “Breeds.”

They stared at each other for one long, pregnant moment.

“Breeds,” Vander repeated dumbly.

Silco wished the floor would open up and just swallow him.

“My guess is,” Silco continued, doing his best to ignore the thundering in his ears and the lump in his throat, “it’s not going down because that potion is intended for partnered sex.”

Vander’s face fell. Then it crumpled entirely. “I can’t walk to Babette’s like this,” he whined. “I have a tail.”

aya zaun@ringfingers· May 14

dosing your ex-husband with Ye Olde Shimmer Viagra Sound so he'll finally give up all pretense and mount you like the dog you both know he is, coming to a fanfiction site near you (please head the tags on this one, y'all) #vanco #zaundads #silco #vander archiveofourown.org/works/84820001

pinion
by ringfinger

Summary:

Something is nestled in the box’s crushed velvet lining. As Vander settles back on the bed and strains to look over Silco’s shoulder, he realizes it’s glowing.

Silco stands up and turns toward him. He holds the instrument cradled in his bony hands.

“Do you know what this is?” he asks.

aya zaun@ringfingers· Apr 30

got a VERY SPECIAL #zaundads package from @zzeetle.bsky.social who gave me the ok to post these and i am SCREAMINGGGGGG i am so touched to have met so many cool people in this fandom and have had so much creating stuff that people wanted to draw art of. cannot wait to frame these

a pencil drawing of silco and vander holding each other. silco’s expression is angry while vander’s is tormented. both of their mouths, as well as silco’s hand holding vander’s face, are bloody

a black and white ink drawing of silco and vander in sexy bunny costumes. silco’s costume is flopping over in the bust. vander is winking and blowing a kiss

a black and white ink drawing of silco as aya zaun, sitting and looking back over his shoulder. there’s a tiny cartoon vander in his waiter disguise holding a tray and sporting an equally cartoony boner in the distance while looking agonized

aya zaun@ringfingers· Apr 25

being my friend means you get wonderful posts like whatever the hell this is

a discord message that reads: it’s really funny how i do Not want to see silco pregnant but vander is like a prize mare i need inseminated IMMEDIATELY

aya zaun@ringfingers· Apr 9

guyssssss…it’s wip wednesday 🤪 time to be mean to silco #vanco

Perhaps he should thank Silco, he thinks, as he gathers him into his arms, ignoring his squawking as Vander carries him to his writing desk and dumps him onto it. For allowing him the clarity to do what he wouldn’t otherwise.

Silco says something, but Vander doesn’t hear it. The buttons on Silco’s trousers are so shiny even in such dim light.

Vander’s blood thunders in his ears as he tears Silco’s pants open. Buttons rain onto the hardwood floor. Silco speaks again, louder, maybe angry, but Vander still doesn’t hear.

Silco isn’t wearing any underwear.

“You dirty old slut.” Vander’s tone is gutteral. Animal.

Silco’s cunt is a thrilling shade of purple. Testosterone had shrunk his outer labia, leaving the frills and furls of his sex, his thick little cock, on full display. Purple as wisteria. Probably petal-soft, too.

Vander is going to ruin it.

With one hand, he forces Silco’s knees together. With the other, he shoves Silco onto his side. His cunt pokes out enticingly between the sparse fat of his thighs. He’ll be tight like this. Maybe too tight. Maybe it will hurt him.

The Shimmer whispers, like an evil little fairy: You want it to hurt him, don’t you?

aya zaun@ringfingers· Mar 30

hiiii who wants more #vanco sounding wip. Mean To Him Monday

“Don’t make me beg,” Vander moans.

“Beg all you like,” Silco replies, removing his thumb from his lips with a wet smack. “I’m not going any faster.”

Understimulation was beginning to take its toll on Vander by the time Silco picks up the flask and pours just enough oil into the cup of his palm to slick it up. He watches, electrified, as Silo’s hand comes closer, closer —

Only to land flat on the head of his cock.

Vander bites the inside of his cheek until he tastes blood as Silco rubs slow circles over his throbbing cockhead, spreading the oil around but deliberately avoiding the shaft, the frenulum; briefly he stops, contemplative, before pressing his index finger lightly into the slit, making Vander hiss. Precum oozes out around the shallow intrusion, mixing with the oil.

aya zaun@ringfingers· Mar 23

i’ve been so excited to get the sounding fic started. are we ready to do scary things to vander’s dick.

Silco stands up and turns toward Vander. He holds the instrument cradled in his bony hands.

“Do you know what this is?” he asks.

The instrument is long and thin, tapered on one end and with what looks like a large ring on the other. It’s filled with — Shimmer, he has to guess, by the color, the faint, pulsing glow. Vander narrows his eyes.

“You know I said no chems, Silco.”

“So you did,” Silco says, coming closer, and Vander has to fight the urge to push himself further up the bed.

“I’m not bloody stupid, Sil, there ain’t a thing in the world that color that’s not Shimmer.”

“You’re right,” says Silco, “there’s not. But the Shimmer is for color. It’s so this can be seen through flesh.”

Suddenly unmoored, Vander looks dumbly at the tool in Silco’s hand, then back to his face. His bad eye burns like coal.

“It’s … a sound?”

Silco’s lips curve into a small, rare smile. “Smart dog.”

aya zaun@ringfingers· Mar 21

chapter 3 of 3 is up! enjoy 8.5k words of filthy nasty paint-peelingly wild gay sex. and lots of vander feminization. yayyyy archiveofourown.org/works/788607...

He wriggled his hips enticingly, making the little cotton tail — and the meat of his ass — shake. Silco bit back a groan, pressing one hand hard against his aching cunt.

“C’mon, Sil,” Vander teased, reaching back and pulling the gusset of his suit aside, showing off the plug glimmering under his gauzy stockings. “This heat’s killin’ me … can’t a big strong buck like you help me out …?”

Silco exhaled so sharply through his nose that it whistled.

He didn’t even bother to unsnap the gusset. Vander had set something feral off in him, and all reason took a backseat as he hooked sharp fingers into the seat of Vander’s stockings and tore a great gaping hole in them until he could see the plug, the heavy, hanging balls now slipped from containment. The gem sparkled as Vander shook with shocked laughter, even more so when Silco flicked his fingers against the base.

“Well,” Silco purred, curling his fingers around the base of the plug and tugging, “I can’t possibly refuse when such a pretty doe begs for her pussy filled, can I?”

aya zaun@ringfingers· Mar 8

really funny spread i’ve got here

covers of games from upper left to lower right: Alan Wake 2, Dishonored, The Legend of Zelda: The Windwaker, Metal Gear Solid, Kingdom Hearts 2, Silent Hill 2, Transistor, Bioshock, Pokemon: Colosseum

aya zaun@ringfingers· Mar 5

Hey guess what. archiveofourown.org/works/788607...

“This is stupid,” Sevika said. “Easily the stupidest thing I’ve ever done.”

Vander paused his sweeping to give her a once-over, then shrugged. “Lucky you’re in good company, then.”

“Get a move on, Sevika,” Silco called boredly, not looking up from the ledger he was reconciling. “Let Vander finish the sweeping.”

Sevika stood rigidly in the middle of the Drop, hand balled into a tight fist at her side. She was done up in a bunny suit of her own, recently-made and well-fitted, but it was far more revealing — not to mention uncomfortable — than anything she was used to wearing. She grumbled at her former boss’ orders but tottered out of the way regardless, scowling as she went.

“Why do I even need to be here?” she complained.

aya zaun@ringfingers· Feb 20

maybe i should dust this old wip off …

The first stroke had made Vander’s face burn with shame, remembering a time he was small enough to be held, vulnerable and shivering, over his father’s knee and struck for some childish mistake he could hardly remember. The third left his flesh hot, and when the cool sensation of what Vander realized was Silco’s hand stroked down the back of his thigh, he moaned.

“Good boy.” Silco’s voice had gone even lower, rasping with the praise. Another stroke of the cane, this time against the sensitive junction of his ass and thigh, made Vander yelp. His cock twitched. Oh, hells. “Can you take six more?”

He couldn’t. Vander was certain he couldn’t. The pain was – tolerable, definitely not the worst thing he’d ever experienced, but the embarrassment of it, of taking a child’s beating and apparently liking it –

“Yeah,” he’d said, traitorously. Vander swallowed dryly. “Please.”

aya zaun@ringfingers· Feb 20

i PROMISE i’m making this happen #wip

“Why’d you stop?” Vander asked, so beautifully pathetic it made Silco’s blood sing.

“Didn’t I say you had to earn it?” Silco purred, giving his husband’s flank a gentle stroke before grabbing him and earning a gasp, sharp fingers sinking into the lush fat that sat over Vander’s hips. “I think I’d like to see you come without lifting a finger.”

Seconds ticked by. And then came realization. Vander’s eyebrows had risen so far they were almost in his hairline.

And, as if to prove Silco’s point, his cock twitched hard, a fat pearl of precum hanging from his slit. The persistent, excited bobbing of his dick dragged it down, down, gleaming prettily, until the strand snapped, plopping on the shiny satin of Silco’s own suit.

Vander was still, as if he’d read Silco’s mind, and his eyes were utterly black. His stockings were already wrecked, but Silco heard more tearing as Vander automatically sat up on his haunches, reaching behind himself to steady the dildo. He hesitated for a moment, eyes flicking to Silco’s, lip caught between his teeth.

Asking permission. How cute.

“Go on then, puppy — or should I say bunny?” Silco laughed at his own piss-poor joke, but his mouth was bone-dry with anticipation. “Show me how well you can bounce.”

aya zaun@ringfingers· Feb 3

after months of wrangling this google doc, part 1 of my 3-part self-indulgent vanco-in-sexy-bunny-suits magnum opus is now up. if YOU like gratuitous descriptions of how vander's body looks in tight, skimpy clothing, step on up...! #vanco #zaundads #silco #vander archiveofourown.org/works/788607...

let's pretend we're bunny rabbits
by ringfinger

Summary:
“There’s no chance the costumes will still fit,” Silco whispered, in horror.

“Oh, they’ll fit,” Vander said. “A little differently, maybe, but they’ll fit.”

Silco’s head whipped around so fast to look at him that he winced, the migraine reasserting itself. “And how do you know that?”

“Ummm,” Vander said, sheepishly, “don’t be mad at me, but I still have ‘em.”

--

Silco and Vander bring back a fan-favorite evening, Bunny Night, at the Last Drop. They're about as unbearable about it as you'd expect.

aya zaun@ringfingers· Jan 12

you would never know my friend made thousands of dollars tabling at magfest if i show you this really horrifying silco they drew for me while we got ice cream

a truly horrifying homunculus of silco drawn in like two minutes. he has a puckered mouth like he just ate a lemon and his body is gummy bear shaped. why is his tie so big. also they gave him eyelashes on his good eye to remind us that “he used to be pretty”

aya zaun@ringfingers· Jan 10

here's the tracklist with alt text for accessibility!

1. nothing matters - the last dinner party
2. masters of war - bob dylan
3. wanna start a band? - sleigh bells
4. starburned and unkissed - caroline polachek
5. the gap - thompson twins
6. squabble up - kendrick lamar
7. sticky - tyler the creator
8. let the good times roll - shirley & lee
9. do lafzon ki hai dil ki kahani - amitabh bachchan, sha bhosle, sharad kumar
10. dominator - clipping.
11. the windmills of your mind - mel torme
12. O.N.E. - king gizzard and the lizard wizard
13. tonight - pinkpantheress
14. bury that guitar (from sinners) - ludwig goransson
15. i lied to you (from sinners) - miles caton
16. dirtpicker - post animal
17. charlie's garden - djo
18. NISSAN ALTIMA - doechii
19. stateside - pinkpantheress
20. libery belle - fontaines d.c.
21. H.O.O.D. - KNEECAP
22. bug - fontaines d.c.
23. new men with old man names - schmekel
24. roots - grumpster

25. juke-joint jezebel - KMFDM
26. me & my gun - KMFDM
27. rudolph - mj lenderman
28. wristwatch - mj lenderman
29. ring ring ring - tyler the creator
30. space cowboy - steve miller band
31. long hot summer - the style council
32. holy, holy - geordie greep
33. through a war - geordie greep
34. your racist friend - they might be giants
35. wound up here (by holdin on) - wednesday
36. women without whiskey - wednesday (covering drive-by truckers)
37. au pays du cocaine - geese
38. love takes miles - cameron winter
39. bad dog - chumbawamba
40. enough is enough - chumbawamba
41. nausicaa (love takes miles) - cameron winter
42. sugar/tzu - black midi
43. dangerous liasons - black midi
44. as alive as you need me to be (from tron: ares) - nine inch nails
45. then came the last days of may - blue oyster cult
46. i love you tokyo (from marty supreme) - daniel lopatin
47. tarzan boy - baltimora

aya zaun@ringfingers· Jan 9

i considered being mean and sharing a sfw snippet but fuck it, we all deserve vander hornily checking silco out on a friday afternoon

There’s only one other person in the room, cleaning himself in the far corner. When Vander’s eyes land on him, he stops dead in his tracks.

Silco stands with his face upturned to the stream of steaming water, his eyes shut. His black hair is stuck to his skull, and it looks even darker soaked with water, making his pale skin, pinkened by the heat, stand out even starker. His lean body sways under the water, long arms raised to comb through his wet hair, revealing a dark tangle of hair in his armpits to match the trail that starts just under his navel and thickens between his legs.

Nothing Vander sees is a surprise, per se — Silco was not secretive about being different from most men, and Vander had overheard plenty of lewd, crass jokes from other miners salivating at the thought of getting into Silco’s shorts … but. Knowing is different from seeing. No amount of knowledge could’ve prepared him for the sight of Silco’s small breasts, water streaming down his chest and dripping off pink nipples. For the slight peek of his cock through wet pubic hair. For long, pale legs dusted with coarse dark hair.

The sight of him leaves Vander frozen, his mouth bone-dry, squeezing his cheap, company-issued bar of soap so tightly that it splinters in his grip. Silco is soaking wet, his flesh glimmering slickly, droplets catching in his eyelashes. He shifts from one foot to the other, a little dance. Graceful. Vander’s cock twitches; he moves to squeeze himself before remembering where he is.

aya zaun@ringfingers· Jan 3

it's been a minute since i posted a wip. does anyone want a bunnies wip

And then, just to be a bastard, Silco dropped the cup right in the middle of the room, sending coins bouncing everywhere.

“Oh, my,” Silco said loudly, “how clumsy of me.”

He didn’t need to look to know the room had stopped dead at such a commotion, nor to know that his husband was definitely looking as he stooped to pick up the gold, bending over at the waist slowly, slowly, ignoring how his back complained as he plucked one singular coin off the floor and dropped it back into the tin cup.

The entire bar was silent. One could’ve heard a pin drop. Silco chanced a look over his shoulder at Vander and, smiling, wiggled his ass just slightly.

Vander’s eyes were blown black. He’d overpoured his current glass and ale was streaming over the sides and onto the bartop. It was about to start dripping onto the floor when Sevika, rolling her eyes, whacked the back of Vander’s head with a spare rag, snapping him out of it as she set about sponging up the mess.

aya zaun@ringfingers· Dec 8

have you guys been missing bottom vander as much as i have

Vander shivered. “Thought this was gonna be quick.”

“It will be,” Silco replied, tipping a vial of their favorite lubricant into his palm to warm it. A single-percent oil-based Shimmer dilution — a happy accidental discovery of Reveck’s — too weak to cause a real high but perfect for relaxing the muscles and heightening sensitivity. “But don’t begrudge an old pervert his fun.”

“I’d never dare,” Vander rumbled, thighs jumping at the first brush of a slick finger against his hole. “What’ve you got planned for me, luvvy?”

“Well,” Silco said, tone conversational as he slowly worked Vander open, massaging the tincture in until his husband’s body relaxed, hole clutching greedily against one probing finger. “I thought I’d have you later, if you were so inclined.”

A rhetorical question. Vander was about as subtle as a salivating dog by the time their shared birthday rolled around. This year’s present had been the aforementioned expensive wooden dildo, and Silco had fucked him with it until Vander’s face was sticky with tears and his cock drooled seminal fluid.

“Yes, please.” Vander’s voice was wrecked.

aya zaun@ringfingers· Nov 20

this is one of my fav pieces by davy so of course it wormed its way into the epilogue of pina colada ❤️

“Still want my cock, luvvy?”

“Yes,” Silco groaned. The back of his neck was cherry-red and he was sweating. Cute. “Get on top of me. I’m not getting up.”

Vander rumbled a laugh, pulling his thumb out with a slick sound and shoving a pillow under Silco’s hips to angle them up. Silco yawned and rolled his hips lazily, giving his husband a good eyeful of his swollen, needy cunt.

Vander’s cock twitched. He wasted no further time in straddling his husband, knees forcing Silco’s legs as far apart as they would go, spreading him wide open and ready for taking. He leaned down and nipped Silco’s ear, precum drooling into the divot of Silco’s spine.

“All right?” Vander murmured.

Silco hummed. “You’ve been a good boy. Have at it, puppy.”

aya zaun@ringfingers· Nov 4

ok. who wants a little morsel.

“If you keep using that tongue for talking, I’ll never — ah,” Silco’s breath stuttered as Vander finally licked a wet stripe over his hole, fucking a finger in to coax more mess out onto his tongue. “Yes, just like that — keep going…”

“Spoiled rotten,” Vander huffed a hot breath onto the abused flesh, making Silco jump, and just to be a bastard Vander nuzzled against it, beard rubbing Silco raw and making him beat a fist against the mattress. “What’m I to do with such a demanding little husband?”

aya zaun@ringfingers· Nov 1

to whoever keeps reverse trick or treating us like this: you rock

a drawing of silco dancing with little smiley faces

a drawing of silco with a BIG head and spongebob style front teeth. he’s very cute.

aya zaun@ringfingers· Oct 30

i’m glad everyone likes my writing. because ngl the “writing before posting” stage where i’m not getting a lot of external validation feels a lot like this

screenshot from the sopranos of a screenplay written by chris. the dialogue is as follows:

BEAUTIFUL GIRL: Thank you!!!
CHIP: I must be loyle to my capo.

aya zaun@ringfingers· Oct 30

YIPPEE! For day 28 I hope you all like perverted marriage rituals and flirting like you’re both twenty again as much as i enjoyed writing it. It’s not cheating if it’s with your husband…right? #zaundadskinktober2025 #silco #vander #zaundads #vanco archiveofourown.org/works/73358291

if you like piña coladas
By popskull and ringfinger

Summary:

“Hey there, handsome. Haven’t seen you around here before.”

The barman, with his broad features and barrel chest, leaning oh-so-casually over the counter, seemed familiar, but the way that he winked at Silco — perhaps not. Just another flirtatious barkeep looking for company and conversation. Silco smiled into his glass as he took a sip. This one was easy on the eyes. He almost regretted having to let him down.

“Before you get any further,” Silco said, setting his drink back down on the counter, “I’ll have you know I’m married.”

aya zaun@ringfingers· Oct 29

typing this out exhausted me lol. personally i’m team “both of these men have feminine traits they repress to pass as ‘cishet men’ in their respective contemporary times so it depends” but much like the bottom jayce fans i at least understand the louis fans’ position

i’m being very reductive here but it’s like
lestat side: i think lestat is more fem because he’s swishy and wears glitter and has long blonde hair. Yasss queen!
louis side: i believe louis is more fem because he’s modelled on black women like eartha kitt and also black men are neber allowed to be seen as anything but aggressive and we question why lestat’s femininity is never doubted while louis is constantly turned into a caricature
lestat side: Time to racially harass these people. Also if you point out any of lestat’s masculine traits you are a terf.

aya zaun@ringfingers· Oct 27

I reeeeeally do not like naming stuff that can make people feel specifically called out especially in a public forum, sorry…my bitching belongs to the groupchat and i think my mental health is better for that (esp because i have been a very combative person when i was younger)

A strawpage ask that reads: what's your "no thank you"s for vanco? not really serious stuff just kinks or scenarios you kind of wince away from when you see it in art or ao3

aya zaun@ringfingers· Oct 27

VANDER. 100% vander. And it would be specifically because silco jokes about vander being his overbearing wife and internally vander is like Hahaha no…Lest…? I def think vander plants it into Silco’s head and says something about putting a ring on his finger and silco is like okay FINE, just ASK

A strawpage ask that reads: thoughts on zaundads marriage? if you think they would do it at all, who would be the one to propose?

aya zaun@ringfingers· Oct 20

can anyone hear meeee.

lyrics from “tlc cagematch” by mj lenderman:

[Verse 1]
It's hard to see you fall like that
Though I know how much of it's an act
In this tables, ladders and chairs match
Where all things go

[Verse 2]
Like your shoulders, your hips and knee
They all hurt you, but they will work
You just need to take some of these
And all things go

aya zaun@ringfingers· Oct 17

trying to get this fic done before everything descends into pure chaos personal life-wise next tuesday so here's a previewwwww for roleplay day