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magnificentmaleficent · 4 days ago

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ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢɪɴɢ | ᴀɴᴀʏᴀ x ɢɴ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ | ꜱᴏᴏɴᴀ x ɢɴ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

𝚃𝚒𝚝𝚕𝚎: Belonging 𝙿𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐: Anaya x Gn! Reader | Soona x Gn! Reader 𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: [ＴｗｏＳｈｏｒｔｓ] After Soona, Noa, and Anaya rescued you, you've gradually became part of the Eagle Clan. Soona, steady and fiercely loyal, is drawn to your warmth and kindness. Anaya, adventurous and kind-hearted, feels a special bond with you from the start. He admires how you've connected with the clan, bringing joy through stories and compassion. As your friendship deepens, Anaya and Soona realize their feelings run deeper. 𝚁𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗 𝚁𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝: If you’re currently taking requests, would it be possible for you to write anything for either Anaya or Soona (or both 👀) with a gn!reader? Something fluffy and romantic? No worries if not! Thanks either way!

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ᴀɴᴀʏᴀ

The night air was cool, carrying the scent of damp earth and pine through the village, the sound of the wind breathing through the trees blended with the quiet murmurs of apes settling in for the night. Beneath the silver glow of the moon, you sat on the wooden platform outside your hut, watching the flickering torches that lined the pathways below.

You weren’t alone though.

Beside you, Anaya sat quietly, his presence a comforting constant since your arrival many moons ago. The evolved chimp, known for his adventurous spirit and unwavering loyalty, had been your steadfast companion since the start, along with his bestfriends Soona and Noa. From your first encounter, when he, along with his friends, had discovered you injured in the forest, Anaya had shown a blend of cautious curiosity and kindness that had set him apart. He had been the first of the three to approach you, giving you a few berries (as he and his friends had been foraging) with a soft hoot.

Despite his youthful rebelliousness, he possessed a depth of understanding that resonated within you. Since that very beginning, you had always found comfort in each other’s presence.When Noa, Soona and him had first brought you to the Eagle Clan, it was Anaya who had sat with you through the long nights of recovery, bringing you water, food, and the quiet companionship you hadn’t known you needed.

“Saw you with the little ones today,” Anaya signed, his soft hoots breaking the silence. His signs were slow, mindful of you still learning their language and almost hesitant in their movements. “They… love your stories, Anaya does…too.”

Anaya studied you for a long moment before he reached out, tracing the back of your hand with his long fingers, almost shyly. “And… why are you here?” He signed with his free hand.

You smiled at him, your heart warming at the thought of the young apes of the eagle clan crowding around you, eager to hear tales of the world beyond.

“They remind me of what’s worth protecting,” you admitted softly, looking at him from under your lashes. “Of why I’m still here.”

Your breath got caught in your throat. You had wondered that question countless times since the Eagle Clan had accepted you as one of their own. Was it the safety? The warmth of a home you had never expected to find? Or was it something else—someone else?

You turned your hand, lacing your fingers with Anaya’s.

“Because of you” your words broke the silence of the fire.

Anaya’s breath hitched, and for the first time, the strong, confident ape seemed unsure. His hoarse voice whispered your name, something he had been working on secretly with Noa since you had come along.

You reached up, gently touching Anaya’s face, fingers brushing through the soft fur along his cheek, making him chirp softly. “I think I’ve loved you for a long time,” you admitted. “Since the first time you stayed with me through the night, when you promised I wasn’t alone.”

Anaya’s expression softened, and leaned into the touch, craving more contact with your skin. “You were never alone,” he signed. “Not with... Anaya.”

You smiled fondly, foreheads touching, a silent, sacred moment passing between you. You felt the warmth of Anaya’s breath anchor you to this moment, the steady, grounding presence you had come to cherish more than anything.

“I don’t want to be anywhere else,” You whispered. “I don’t want to be with anyone else.”

Anaya let out a soft, shuddering sigh before pulling you into his strong arms, holding you as close as possible, as he had been waiting for this moment all along. “Then stay,” he breathed into your ear. “Stay with… Anaya.”

Melting into his embrace, a quiet laugh escaped your lips as you nuzzled against Anaya’s shoulder. “Always.”

Under the watchful gaze of the moon, with the village at peace, You and Anaya held each other close, your hearts finally speaking the words they had both been waiting to say.

And in that moment, nothing else mattered.

ꜱᴏᴏɴᴀ

The sky burned with the colors of dusk as the Eagle Clan settled into the evening, the golden light casting long shadows over the village. You sat near the comunal fire, surrounded by young apes who had eagerly gathered for your nightly stories. Their wide eyes glowed in the firelight as you wove tales of distant lands, of rivers that stretched endlessly and mountains that scraped the sky. You loved these moments, the way the little ones clung to your every word, how they laughed, gasped, and dreamed along with you.

And you loved even more the quiet presence watching from the edge of the circle.

Soona sat with her arms resting over her knees, her deep brown eyes fixed on you, a small, knowing smile playing on her lips. She had always been there—since the beginning, when Noa, Anaya, and she had found you wounded in the forest. Where Noa had been cautious and Anaya curious, Soona had been steady, offering warmth without hesitation. She had been the first to bring you food, the first to insist you deserved a place among them. Over time, your bond had deepened in ways you had never expected, but ways you had come to cherish more than anything.

When the story ended, the young apes cheered as Soona approached you, chittering slowly to the little ones that it was bedtime, some hooted in protest before reluctantly scattering, leaving you alone with Soona in the quiet warmth of the fire. A cool breeze whispered through the trees, rustling Soona’s dark fur as she leaned forward, her voice soft but certain. “They adore you.”

You smiled, wrapping your arms around your knees. “I adore them, too.”

Soona studied you for a moment before reaching down and picking up a small, smooth stone from her pouch. She turned it over in her fingers, reinspectioning it before offering it to you. “It’s for you.” she signed.

Blinking in surprise you stared at Soona’s eyes for a little bit, you had seen the apes exchange small gifts before—feathers mostly but also carved wood, stones polished by the river… You knew it was a sign of trust, of connection. Hesitantly, you took the stone, feeling its smooth surface, almost perfectly smooth and warm from Soona’s touch. “Why?” You asked quietly, heartbeat picking up.

Soona’s gaze never wavered. “Because I see you,” she said simply. “You belong here. With us. With me.”

Your breath caught in your throat, heartbeat beating in your ears, fingers tightening around the stone. It was the first time either of you had said it aloud—the feeling that had been growing between you, since your first night in the eagle clan, the understanding that had passed in glances, in touches that lingered just a moment longer than necessary.

You swallowed, voice barely above a whisper. “I never thought I’d find a place like this… A home.” Your eyes met Soona’s. “I never thought I’d find someone like you, Soona.”

Soona shifted closer, her hand brushing against yours. “Then don’t leave.” Your heart pounded as Soona lifted her hand, hesitating for just a breath before gently resting it against your cheek with a soft coo. Her fur was soft against your cheek, her touch careful, reverent. “I would fight for you,” Soona murmured. “Like I do for my family.”

You leaned into her touch, your hand coming up to cover Soona’s, lacing your fingers together. “You already have.”

Soona let out a quiet, shuddering breath before tilting her forehead to yours, eyes closing and exhaling slowly. You let yourself sink into the warmth of her, the quiet hum of her breath, the deep purr that vibrated through her chest, the steady presence that had been your anchor since the beginning.

“I don’t want to be anywhere else,” You whispered.

Soona’s fingers curled around yours, her voice firm but filled with something achingly tender. “Then stay.”

Smiling, your nose brushed against Soona’s. “Always.”

The fire crackled softly, the village quiet in the hush of the night. And in that moment, under the starlit sky, you and Soona found something neither had expected—love, steady and unbreakable, burning just as brightly as the flames beside you.

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magnificentmaleficent · 6 days ago

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ʙʟᴀꜱᴘʜᴇᴍᴏᴜꜱ | ᴅʀ. ᴢᴀɪᴜꜱ x ꜰ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ [III]

𝚃𝚒𝚝𝚕𝚎: Blasphemous 𝙿𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐: Dr. Zaius x F! Reader 𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: Stranded on a world ruled by evolved apes, you are the anomaly- a human that defies the natural order and no one in Ape city resents your existence more than Dr. Zaius, the rigid and unyielding minister of science and chief defender of the faith. Who, more determined than ever, wants to keep his world safe from humankind- your kind. But... Is it normal to be so consumed by your enemy's presence? Why can't he keep you out of his thoughts? 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: Zaius wrestles with his growing jealousy and inner turmoil over her presence, realizing she threatens not just ape society but his own tightly controlled emotions. As the High Council questions his tolerance he fights to maintain his composure. 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝: [I] [II] [III] 𝚃𝚊𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝: @pandaworldkawaii 𝙰𝚞𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚛'𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚎: I'm so happy to be welcomed into this community! I've got some Kingdom!PotA request that I'm working on! So stay tunned for more! ❤⃛ヾ(๑❛ ▿ ◠๑ ✿)

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CHAPTER III: ᴘᴀꜱᴛ ᴘʀᴇꜱᴇɴᴛ & ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴏʀᴅᴇʀ.

Zaius' jealousy burned like a slow poison, eroding the foundation of his convictions. He had prided himself on restraint, on control, yet the thought of her speaking about Taylor—admiring him—unsettled something deep within him. He recalled the moments when his restraint wavered: times when his gaze lingered for too long, the instances he caught himself searching for her in the halls, the breathless, unspoken anticipation of their next confrontation. These were weaknesses he had never allowed himself before. And yet, here he was, consumed by thoughts of a dead man and a woman who should have meant nothing to him. What was this wretched emotion twisting inside him? And why, despite everything, could he not let it go?

The rational part of him scoffed at his own folly. Taylor had been a disruptive force, a human anomaly who had confirmed every fear Zaius had harbored about the past. And yet, he had also been something else—a rival he never acknowledged, an adversary who had challenged his beliefs as fiercely as she did now. That she spoke of him with such intensity, that she carried his memory as something precious, stroked a fire in Zaius' chest that he neither recognized nor welcomed.

As chief defender of the faith and minister of science, he had long prided himself on his ability to govern with logic, to uphold the sacred laws of ape society without allowing emotion to cloud his judgment. But tonight, as he stood by Dr Zira’s study, his mind was a battlefield of contradictions. He should have been on his own study, focusing on his work yet his thoughts keept being consumed by something far more troubling.

Her

She was an enigma—an impossible disruption in the fragile balance he had spent his life protecting. He had told himself again and again that she was nothing more than an unfortunate remnant of the past, a reminder of humanity’s inevitable destruction. And yet, no matter how much he tried to convince himself of that truth, he could not stop thinking about her.

“…He was my friend,” her voice was distant, lost in reminiscence as he hid by the ajar door,“Taylor… he wasn’t perfect, but he was kind. He didn’t deserve whatever happened to him.”

Taylor. The name alone sent a wave of bitterness through Zaius’ chest. The astronaut had been reckless, arrogant, dangerous... He had upset the balance of their world and challenged everything ape society held sacred. And yet, hearing her speak of him with such quiet affection sent a sharp pang through him, one he did not wish to examine too closely.

“You truly cared for him,” Zira observed gently.

Exaling, you shook your head, voice tinted by sadness. “I did. But it wasn’t like that. He was like… a tether to my past. The last piece of a world that doesn’t even exist anymore.”

The orangutan felt something in him tighten. He had spent so long viewing her as an outsider, an interloper, an uninvited guest in his world. But for the first time, he saw her as something else—someone who had lost everything. Someone who had been torn from everything she had known and thrust into a world that did not welcome her.

And yet, she adapted. She laughed. She spoke with Zira and Cornelius as if she belonged.

That thought unsettled him more than he cared to admit.

“You’re lucky, you know,” he heard her continue,voice softer now. “You have each other. A home. A place where you belong.”

There was silence before Cornelius’ voice intervened, cautious yet firm. “Dr Zaius had that once, too.”

You looked up sharply. “What?”

Zira looked at Cornelius with quiet reproach, she hesitated, glancing around as if ensuring no one else could hear. Then, she sighed. “It isn’t my place to say, but… before Taylor came, before any of this—Zaius had a family. A wife. A daughter. He only has his granddaughter left… She lives in the countryside with her father.”

You blinked, expression unreadable. “I… didn’t know.”

Zira nodded. “Not many do. He doesn’t speak of them. They were lost in the great catastrophe, before we met Taylor.”

“The great catastrophe?” You asked, slightly confused. “What happened?”

A long silence befell them, Zira’s eyes saddened as Cornelius held her hand. “We used to have a moon… But one day, it was destroyed.”

Cornelius held her hand tighter as Zira choked down tears, he continued gently. “ We were unaware of what effects it had on the planet, but shortly after its destruction a giant wave hit the chimpanzee district… Millions were lost.” The ape said gravely as Zira sought refuge in his arms. “Zira and I met that day, actually. We survived together.”

The female ape held her husband’s cheek tenderly as he wiped a tear from her cheek. “Cornelius helped me look for my nephew Lucius and my sister… He was such a worrywart..” She teased.

“But you love this worrywart.” He teased back, lightening the mood slightly. You smiled at their shows of affections, suddenly the hairs in you neck rose as you felt a blistering gaze in you.

For Zaius, the weight of the past crushed down with suffocating force. He had buried those memories, locked them away so they could never hurt him again interfere with his duty. And yet, here they were, unearthed by a conversation he was never meant to hear.

Her voice was quieter now, touched with something he could not define. “ Losing so many people…that must have been unbearable.”

Silence followed her empathetic comment, but the orangutan turned away before he could hear more. He did not wish to hear her sympathy, did not want her to see him as anything other than what he was—a guardian of ape faith, a protector of order. Not a man burdened by loss. Not a man plagued by emotions he could not control.

As he walked away, a bitter realization settled deep within him.

She was unlike Taylor.

She was not reckless. She was not blind with rage. She listened. She learned.

And that made her infinitely more dangerous.

Zaius had spent his life ensuring that apes never repeated humanity’s mistakes. That knowledge remained locked away, buried in the ruins where it belonged.

But she was digging it up.

And what disturbed him the most?

He wanted to know her and he wanted her to know him.

He wanted to understand the world she came from, the history she carried in her mind. He had spent his entire existence trying to suppress humanity’s past, and yet—

When she looked at him, with those sharp, defiant eyes, he felt something unfamiliar.

Not fear.

Not anger.

Something deeper.

Something dangerous.

Late at night, when sleep eluded him, his thoughts turned inward, tangled and confused. He would replay his interactions with her, dissecting them as though they were academic puzzles. He would recall the moments when she had challenged him, the times she had looked at him not with hatred, but with something else—something neither of them dared to acknowledge.

He told himself it was simple frustration. That his anger stemmed from her defiance, her refusal to accept the order he had spent his life preserving. But deep down, he knew it was something else entirely.

It was the way she unsettled him, the way her voice lingered in his mind long after their conversations ended. The way her presence had become something he anticipated.

Most of all, it was the way the thought of Taylor standing in his place—Taylor earning her trust, Taylor seeing the fire in her eyes and knowing it was meant for him—made something dark and unyielding coil inside him.

Zaius had spent his life believing human’s needed to be exterminated for the good of apekind. That they were dangerous killer machines. But now, as he stared at the flickering candlelight in his chamber, haunted by ghosts of a woman who should have meant nothing to him, he remembered that same night, when he confronted her when he had found her alone.

"What was he to you?" he asked, more brusquely than intended.

“Who?” She asked, confused but guarded.

“Taylor” Zaius’ voice was like venom, cold and unforgiving.

She had looked at him, surprised and perhaps, even slighty amused. "He was my friend. He was brave, reckless, and flawed, but he tried to do what was right. He deserved better than what he got... All of them did."

Her words had settled into him like a barbed hook, tearing at something raw inside him.

Deserved better.

Had she looked at him and thought the same lens? Did she think of him as the villain?, as an executioner of inconvenient truths?

No. He refused to be seen as such.

And yet, he found himself watching her more closely. Every time she mentioned Taylor’s name, a bitter taste settled on his tongue. He would catch himself wondering if she compared them, if she resented Zaius for surviving when Taylor had not.

Was that why he felt this unbearable pressure inside his chest? The knowledge that Taylor had earned her admiration, her loyalty?

Why should that matter?

And yet, it did.

It infuriated him.

Doctor Zaius had always known his role in society. It was not a simple matter of governance or law—it was the burden of knowledge, the weight of truth that few could bear. He was both protector and executioner, safeguarding the future of the ape species by ensuring the past remained buried. There had never been room for doubt, never been space for personal feelings.

And yet, as he sat within the grand chambers of the High Council, his hands clasped tightly together, his thoughts were not on laws, nor on the precarious balance between progress and destruction.

They were on her.

On you.

It was absurd. He had spent decades ensuring that no human, no remnant of their wretched past, could upset the world the apes had built. And yet she was there, walking among them, speaking with Zira and Cornelius as if she belonged. She disrupted everything, not just with her presence, but with the way she made him feel—feelings he had spent a lifetime suppressing.

He had caught himself several times today, noticing the fractures in his carefully composed exterior. Small moments were his restraint wavered, when he looked at her for too long, when he clenched his fists as she smiled at other apes. When his chest burned at the thought of her choosing to remain in the city rather than run.

But last night had been the worst of them all.

Hearing her speak of Taylor—of her past, of her world—it had ignited something deep, something ugly. He had told himself his rage was at Taylor, at the reckless human who had thrown their world into chaos. But no… it was jealousy. Pure, seething jealousy over a man who was already dead. A man who had shared a past with her that Zaius never could.

And now, in the chamber of the High Council, he found himself barely listening as another elder spoke of stability, of maintaining control. He knew the words by heart, had spoken them himself a thousand times. And yet, his mind wandered.

What was she doing now?

Had she spoken of him? Had she mentioned the confrontation last night?

The thought sent another wave of irritation through him, though whether at himself or her, he could not say.

“Doctor Zaius,” Honorus, one of the council members, addressed him, breaking through his storming thoughts.

He lifted his head slowly, composing himself, his eyes settling on the speaker. “Yes?”

“The matter of the human,” the elder continued. “It is concerning that she moves so freely among our people. The citizens grow curious. And curiosity leads to unrest.”

Zaius exhaled sharply, fingers tightening around the armrest of his chair. “I am well aware of the risks.”

“You have been… tolerant.” Another member spoke, and there was an unspoken question in their voice, an accusation lingering just beneath the surface.

Tolerant.

As if he had welcomed her presence. As if he had not spent every waking moment resisting the urge to cast her out, to rid himself of the constant war she had ignited in his mind.

“I do what is necessary,” Zaius said, his voice carefully measured. “She is an anomaly, yes. But she is no Taylor. She is no threat.”

It was a lie.

Because she was a threat. Not to their laws, not to their government—but to him. To everything he had spent his life building within himself.

He should have rid himself of her the moment she appeared.

So why did he keep hesitating?

A/N: Have any request for PotA? Let me know!

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magnificentmaleficent · 7 days ago

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Hello! It's always great seeing writers make content for POTA. I was wondering if I could make a request for Caesar x Reader? Maybe him realizing he has feelings for the Reader after seeing how well they get along with Blue Eyes and Cornelius? Thank you!!

Hello anon!

Thank you so much for your request!!

You can read it here [♥︎]

As always, if you have any requests let me know!

- Emme♡

#*ask #*requests #*done

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magnificentmaleficent · 7 days ago

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ᴡʜɪꜱᴘᴇʀꜱ | ᴄᴀᴇꜱᴀʀ x ʜ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

𝚃𝚒𝚝𝚕𝚎: Whispers 𝙿𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐: Caesar x Human! Reader 𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: In the midst of war, Caesar never expected to find solace in a human who became family to his sons. From comforting them as infants to guiding them through hardship, you quietly carved a place in their world—and in Caesar’s heart. As battle looms, he fights his growing feelings, fearing love is a weakness. But in the firelight, with his sons between them, he finally surrenders to the truth. 𝚁𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗 𝚁𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝: Hello! It's always great seeing writers make content for POTA. I was wondering if I could make a request for Caesar x Reader? Maybe him realizing he has feelings for the Reader after seeing how well they get along with Blue Eyes and Cornelius? Thank you!!

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The wind whispered through the trees, carrying the distant sounds of waves crashing against the shore. Caesar stood at the edge of the encampment, his sharp eyes following the small group gathered near the fire. His sons, Blue Eyes and Cornelius, sat close to you, soft laughter intertwining with the crackling flames.

You had been there from the beginning, long before Cornelius had taken his first breath. When Blue Eyes was still young and full of curiosity, it was you who had shown him how to hold a bow properly, who he sought after for comfort and who had soothed him with quiet stories when the nights were too restless. And when Cornelius was born, you had been the one to hold him first, just after Caesar, Cornelia and Lake, whispering words of comfort as the tiny infant clung to your fingers.

He had never expected this.

You, the human they had found wandering through the forest, who had been a mystery to him since the beginning. At first, he had only seen the danger in your presence in the colony—how your sole existence could threaten everything he worked so hard to build. But you had proven yourself time and time again, the colony had accepted you as one of them, even Koba, to some degree had been okay with your presence.

You were kind, patient, and never looked at them with fear.

Cornelius was perched in your lap, his small hands reaching for your face as you spoke in a gentle, lilting voice. Blue Eyes, usually so serious and protective of his baby brother, was smiling softly as you traced patterns in the dirt, teaching him something he was clearly fascinated by.

Caesar’s grip on his staff tightened. The sight stirred something deep within him, something unfamiliar, something dangerous.

A warmth he had not felt in a long time.

Not since Cornelia.

He had lost so much. His mate, his people, the peace he had fought so hard for. Love had become a distant memory, replaced by war, loss, and survival. But now, watching you with his children, something within him ached—not with pain, but with longing.

You fit here, in their world. Not as an outsider, not as a threat, but as something more.

As one of them.

Caesar moved closer, his steps nearly silent if you hadn’t known him for so long. You looked up at him as he approached, gaze warm and knowing. “They’re wonderful, Caesar,” you said softly, running a hand through Cornelius’s dark fur, making the young ape purr in happiness. “So full of life… despite everything.”

His throat tightened. He had fought so hard to give them a future. And now, here you were, slipping into that future without him even realizing it.

“They… like you,” he murmured, glancing at Blue Eyes, who had begun playfully nudging your shoulder, trying to get your attention to show you what he had written on the sand. Cornelius hooted softly, clutching your arm.

Smiling, your expression gentle. “I like them, too.”

For the first time in what felt like forever, Caesar allowed himself peace, with a small smile he sat beside you, closer than he usually would. Cornelius immediately climbed into his lap, but his little hands still reached for yours, as if he could not bear to let go of your warm touch.

Blue Eyes nudged you again, but as he noticed how you were looking at his father, a mischievous glint shone on his blue eyes. “You should stay with us forever.” He signed with a soft coo, immediately Cornelius agreed with a loud hoot as he pulled on his father’s fur.

You laughed softly, a sound that warmed Caesar’s chest and pulled at his tired heartstrings. “And what would your father think about that?” you teased back, glancing at Blue eyes, although the older ape saw how your cheeks flushed pink.

A low rumble of laughter escaped Caesar as you met his green intelligent eyes, and for a moment, there was no war, no burdens, no loss. Just this—his sons, the firelight, and you.

“He… would not mind,” he murmured, voice low but firm.

Your gaze softened as your cheeks reddened. Slowly, you reached out towards him, brushing your fingers against his rough hand. It was a small touch, but it spoke volumes. A silent promise. A quiet understanding.

And it meant the world to Caesar.

You hesitated for a moment before shifting closer, until there was no space left between the two of you. Caesar could feel the warmth of your body, the steady rise and fall of your breath, the sweetness of your scent.

“Caesar,” you whispered, his name slipping from your lips like a prayer.

His free hand lifted on its own, brushing a strand of hair from your face. His rough fingers lingered against your brow, tracing a path down from your cheek to your lips, catching the soft gasp that escaped your lips, memorizing every detail.Leaning into his touch, eyes searching his, waiting, offering.

And then he closed the distance.

The first touch was hesitant, your foreheads kissed as Caesar's big hands held your face close to him, a trembling breath escaped your lips, heart pounding in your ears as anticipation took hold of you. Then, gathering your courage, your lips touched his.

The kiss was soft, hesitant at first. You pulled away shortly after but Caesar held you closer and joined your lips again and again, the kisses growing more heated.

The king of the San Francisco Ape colony was familiar with human customs, he tried to recall all he had learned when he lived with Will about love. His mind flashed with the romance movies he saw on the Tv with Charles, how Will showed his love to Caroline, what he observed couples do from his window. He recalled kisses as something very intimate between mates, something meaningful and full of the unspoken feelings between them.

He was not good with words, but his actions spoke loud and clear and as soon as he felt you respond to his kiss with effusiveness, something inside him shattered.

All the walls he had built, the grief he had buried, all of it faded into the firelight. His strong arms wrapped around you tightly, holding you closer, as if holding you in this moment would keep the world from stealing you away.

You melted against him, fingers threading through his rough fur, tracing the scars left by the harsh years and anchoring you both. The world outside still burned, but here, wrapped in each other's warmth, Caesar felt something he thought had been lost to him.

Hope.

When you finally pulled apart, forehead resting against his, your breaths mingling in the cool night air.

“You… are my family” his husky voice, hoarse but full of certainty ran through your spine, leaving goosebumps in it's wake. “If... you stay, I will never… let you… go.” The way your name flew from his lips made your heart flutter.

Smiling, you pressed another gentle kiss to the corner of his lips. “Then I will stay,” you whispered. “Always”

And for the first time in what felt like forever, Caesar truly believed in a future worth fighting for.

EXTRA:

Blue eyes looked at his father and favorite human sharing a moment of intimacy and felt happiness. Happiness for his father, who, since Cornelia’s death had been a shell of himself, focusing only in the colony’s matters and in raising him and Cornelius, pushing beyond his limit.

Cornelius looked at the two adults, tilted head in mid confusion but when he saw the soft smile on both of their faces he understood. Hooting loudly he began climbing his father like a tree, much to Blue eyes’ amusement, until he could climb into your hair and perch himself there, cooing as you and Caesar pulled apart laughing softly- or in Caesar case, a soft amused huff.

“Don’t worry Cornelius, I will stay with you and Blue eyes too.” You smiled as the baby ape jumped into your arms, nestling into your neck. The older prince sat next to his father who wrapped one arm around his shoulder as you held one of Blue eyes’ hands, smiling back at you as you kissed Cornelius' forehead lovingly. “ Always.”

Caesar felt his whole body relax for the first time in years, his lips quivered in a light smile as he watched his little family gathered by the fire, his heart bursting at the seams in happiness, green eyes lovingly taking in all the details and searing the moment on his mind with the stars in the sky as the only witnesses to this tender moment.

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magnificentmaleficent · 8 days ago

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𝚃𝚒𝚝𝚕𝚎: Jealousy 𝙿𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐: Noa x F! Human! Reader 𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: Noa, the young leader of the Eagle Clan, has been drawn to the Echo female the clan had took in after he saved her. She bonds easily with the clan, with his friends, even with his mother Dar. Though Noa struggles with his newfond jealousy when he sees Anaya giving her attention. Will his jealousy boil over his control? What will happen when he confronts her?

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The fire crackled, casting dancing shadows on the faces gathered around it. Noa sat near his mother, absently chewing on a piece of roasted fish while his eyes followed her. She sat cross-legged, laughter shining in her eyes as she spoke to the young ones, who were transfixed by her words, her hands weaving stories of places they had never seen, of humans and old legends, of a world before their own. Even the eagles seemed to like her, especially Eagle sun, who would always bring her little trinkets or fishes if she joined them on hunts.

She belonged here.

Noa had not expected that.

The first time he had seen her, bloodied and weak, he had only thought of survival, of Raka’s words, of Caesar's... Of what she could mean for them—for him. Humans were dangerous, unpredictable, and only thought about themselves. But she… she was something else. She had woven herself into their lives like the roots of an ancient tree, steady and firm, until it was impossible to imagine the village without her presence.

His mother, Dar, adored her. The young apes clung to her words. Soona and especially Anaya with his endless teasing, had warmed to her in ways that made Noa’s chest tighten.

He watched now as Anaya leaned over, pressing a piece of ripe fruit into her hand with a soft hoot and an easy grin. She smiled, thanked him softly, and took a bite.

Noa felt his fingers clench around his own food. A bitter taste rose in his throat, though he had not swallowed anything bitter.

The firelight suddenly seemed too bright, the voices too loud, and the air too thick. He had never been one to question his emotions, but this�� this unfamiliar tightening in his chest, the heat curling in his belly—it unsettled him.

He pushed away his half-eaten meal and rose to his feet, ignoring the questioning glance from Dar. He needed air, needed space, needed—

You.

He climbed to the eagles’ tower, hoping it would calm the raging storm in his mind and that the sickening coil would disappear. Your smile flashed through his mind, eyes bright with the fire’s flames and softly looking at the clan’s young ones.

Would she look at him like that too? Would she look at him with love?

Could she only look at him?

Noa’s conscience (that sounded a lot like Soona’s voice) reprimanded him for feeling jealous of the children of the clan, of any ape that interacted with her. But a more animalistic part of him roared that you were meant for him and was begging him to go and show you that he was the best choice as a mate. Show his prowess as master of the birds, as leader of the eagle clan, fight the other apes and lay claim on you.

He felt his restraint waning.

He could not control himself anymore, he needed to see her– see you.

The night was well in when he climbed down the eagles tower, the stars and dim fire the only light illuminating Noa’s green gaze, more serious than ever. He found her outside her hut, the soft glow of the fire casting long shadows. She turned when she heard him approach, her gaze warm although surprised.

“Noa?”

He stopped a few paces away, uncertain. The jealousy still burned, hot and undeniable, and yet, beneath it, something deeper stirred. Something he had been afraid to name.

“You… you are close with Anaya,” he said, the words tasting bitter on his tongue.

You blinked and tilted your head, studying him. “I suppose I am. He’s my friend. Like you.”

Noa’s hands curled at his sides. “Not like me– Not like Noa.”

Silence stretched between the two of you, thick as early winter’s mist. Taking a careful step forward, you murmured, “Then tell me,” voice soft and tinted with something he couldn’t quite decipher. “How are you different?”

His heart pounded loud, the sound of his blood pounding in his ears. He had fought Proximus Caesar and won, had faced dangers beyond count but this—this was something else entirely. This was losing control in a way that frightened him. He felt like a young ape again, clumsy, afraid...

“I don’t like seeing you with him,” he admitted in a low voice. “I don’t like the way he looks at you. The way you smile at him–.” He exhaled sharply, frustrated at his own lack of words. “I don’t like that I care.”

Your expression shifted, something unreadable flickering across your features. Then, to his surprise, you smiled, understanding shining in your eyes. Gently reaching out for him, hesitating only a moment before resting your palm against the scar on his chest. His skin burned hot where your skin touched his.

“Noa,” you whispered, voice steady as the river’s flow and warm like the sun’s rays in the morning. “You don’t have to be afraid of what you feel.”

He swallowed hard, his green eyes looking for yours. “And what if I am?”

Stepping even closer, until there was no space left between you, until he could hear the soft hitch of your breath. “Then let me show you.”

Softly your hands wrapped around his neck, holding his head gently as your foreheads touched shyly.

Closing your eyes, you felt Noa tense under your hands until his arms wrapped around you tightly, holding your head closer to his, with a need that surprised both of you. A breath of your name as Noa's eyes fluttered closed.

Then, your lips softly kissed his. A brief, shy peck. Short but full of meaning.

A human kiss.

It was nothing like he expected—soft yet certain, delicate yet powerful. The world around you two faded, the firelight, the village, the elders, Anaya… Gone with the whispers of the wind, disappearing into the warmth of your lips against his. He responded instinctively yet clumsily, unfamiliar with the Echo customs. His arms wrapping around your waist, holding tight as if letting go would mean losing something vital.

When you finally pulled away, much to the ape’s chagrin, his eyes met yours, those beautiful eyes that looked up at him with quiet certainty and a deep loving glint. “You don’t have to be jealous, Noa,” your voice echoed in the darkness of the forest, resting your forehead against his again. “Because it’s you. It’s always been you.”

Noa closed his eyes, inhaling the truth of your words, and for the first time in a long time, he let himself believe.

A small, breathy laugh escaped you as you nudged his shoulder playfully. “You’re adorable when you’re brooding, you know that?”

His ears twitched, and you could swear he was blushing under his fur, warmth spreading across his face as he fixed you with a playful glare. “I don’t brood.”

Smirking at his cute behaviour, your fingers running through the rough fur on the nape of his neck. “You do. But I like it.”

Noa sighed, defeated but content, letting his forehead rest against you once more and pulling your bodies as close as physically possible. The tension he had carried all evening melted away with each caress of your fingers.

“Stay with me,” he murmured, voice barely above a whisper. “Please”

Smiling, fingers curling around him, foreheads like hearts, finally united.

“Always.”

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𝚃𝚒𝚝𝚕𝚎: Blasphemous 𝙿𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐: Dr. Zaius x F! Reader 𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: Stranded on a world ruled by evolved apes, you are the anomaly- a human that defies the natural order and no one in Ape city resents your existence more than Dr. Zaius, the rigid and unyielding minister of science and chief defender of the faith. Who, more determined than ever, wants to keep his world safe from humankind- your kind. But... Is it normal to be so consumed by your enemy's presence? Why can't he keep you out of his thoughts? 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: Zaius observes her from the shadows, struggling with the storm she had unleshed within him. You were dangerous-- not just because you were human, but because you were something he couldn't ignore. "This is my duty" Zaius told himself, "It is caution". But he knew the truth was far worse. 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝: [I] [II] [III] ᶜʰᵃᵖᵗᵉʳ'ˢ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ʳᵉᶜᵒᵐᵉⁿᵈᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿ

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CHAPTER II: ᴛʜᴇ ꜰʀᴀᴄᴛᴜʀᴇᴅ ᴅᴏᴄᴛʀɪɴᴇ

Zaius’ POV

Zaius had spent his life keeping the faith, the truth: science.

Or so he believed.

He sat in his chambers long after the human woman had left, her words still haunting the space between the flickering candlelight. She was a disruption, a contradiction, a living challenge to the very foundation of his beliefs. And yet, every time she spoke, every time she met his gaze with that unyielding fire, he found himself shaken.

She should be dead. That would have been the simplest path, the safest course. For the prosperity of apekind. And yet, he had hesitated. Again and again.

Was it arrogance that kept him engaged in these arguments? “That must be it.” He thought. "It's my duty to be cautious"

“Doctor?” Cornelius' voice interrupted his thoughts.The younger chimpanzee stood at the door, hesitant to approach. “Is something troubling you?”

Zaius exhaled, rubbing his chin. “More than you know.”

Cornelius studied him. “Is this about her?”

Zaius' jaw tightened. “She is forcing me to remember things I have spent my life trying to prevent and forget.”

A long tense pause made the air in the room thicken. Cornelius simply nodded. “I understand. But I must say that, whatever it is about her that is troubling you… I think you already have your answer.” After excusing himself, the archeologist left the room in search of his mate, leaving the good doctor with his thoughts. Alone again, the orangutan closed his eyes, leaning his head on his interlocked hands.

He had spent his life believing he understood the world. There were laws—natural, moral, and sacred—that governed all things, and he had upheld them with unwavering conviction. A truth, a burden only he carried for the good of his kind. But then, she arrived, and everything in him had begun to unravel.

Zaius sat in his chambers, alone, the candlelight casting long shadows against the walls. The silence was deafening, yet his mind was anything but quiet. The image of her had rooted itself deep within him, refusing to be exorcised no matter how fiercely he fought against it.

You. The human. The anomaly.

The mistake.

And yet…

His fingers curled into the fabric of his robes as he exhaled sharply, willing himself to focus, to analyze, to rationalize. She was nothing more than a remnant of a species that had long sealed its fate. Her existence was a fluke, an aberration that should have meant nothing. Yet she unsettled him in ways he could not explain.

Zaius had prided himself all his life on his discipline, on the lawgiver's word. He was a leader, a scholar, a protector of ape society, it's values and sacred truths. He had buried his own personal sufferings beneath duty and conviction. He had not once wavered.

Until now.

For the first time, he was beginning to entertain ideas only young, idealistic apes had. Coexistence between humans and apes—

“No” He admonished himself. “That’s blasphemy! Just a foolish notion.” He had always worked hard to ensure apekind did not committ the same mistakes that had dethroned humans, and now here he was, doubting his whole life just because a human female had shown to be able to keep up with him. She was still human, and humans always brought suffering and destruction.

He had watched her. Had seen the way she carried herself—proud, defiant, intelligent.

There was something unnerving about how she moved through Ape City, a place that should have crushed her spirit, and yet, she stood tall. She did not cower. She did not break.

And worst of all, others had noticed it too.

Zira and Cornelius, always too eager to embrace change, had welcomed her. The council murmured about her. The younger apes looked upon her with curiosity rather than fear. And he—

He clenched his jaw, seething with something unspoken, something that had no place within him.

Jealousy.

But of what? Of who? She was human. She was insignificant. And yet, the way they looked at her, the way she smiled at them, at anyone who wasn’t him—

He stood abruptly, pacing the room like a caged animal. His thoughts spiraled, each one pulling him deeper into a storm of confusion and frustration.

Why did she linger in his thoughts?

Why did he feel this restless energy when he saw her speaking with others?

Why did he care?

He tried to rationalize it. She was a threat, of course. That was it. She was living proof of humanity’s flaws and mistakes, a reminder of the horror that had once plagued the world. That had to be the reason for this unease. That had to be why he watched her so intently, why he found himself drawn to every interaction she had.

It was not because of her.

It could not be.

His fists trembled at his sides, his breath uneven. He pressed a hand against the desk, steadying himself. He was a leader. An esteemed member of the council. He was not some foolish, undisciplined youth swayed by the novelty of something different. He would not allow himself to become undone by this.

And yet, his mind went back to that moment he had compared her to the previous human that shocked apekind… How her eyes flashed with recognition at the name… Zaius felt his gut twist. The thought of her speaking to Taylor, of having known him, of sharing a past that he could never understand—

He scowled, shoving the thought aside.

She was human. And humans were dangerous. That was the only truth that mattered. He reminded himself of the saying that General Ursus swore by.

“The only good human is a dead one.”

He repeated it in his mind, over and over, as if saying it enough times would make the strange, unwanted emotions dissipate. But as the candle burned low, as the night stretched on, he knew the battle was far from over.

He stormed out of his office, walking in a brisk pace towards Zira’s study, knowing the doctor most probably was with the human or at least knew where she was. As the soft light from an ajar door bleed into the dark hallway, the doctor heard her.

Your voice, in a tone so unfamiliar to his ears that for a moment he thought must have belonged to someone else. He approached the door, silent and cautious. His golden eyes drifted inside the chimpanzee’s office, looking for you.

Zaius had never considered himself an envious creature. Yet, as he stood outside Zira’s study, watching how at ease you were chatting with his best scientist and her husband, the warm light effortlessly illuminating your features, the warmth in your eyes, the soft smile in your lips…

Something bitter coiled in his chest.

His ears perked as the air carried your light voice, listening intently into the conversation unfolding with bated breath when he recognised who it was about.

“He was the most stubborn man I’d ever met,” Your voice carried through the wooden door, tinged with warm fond exasperation. “But he never gave up. Taylor fought for what he believed in and I admired that about him.”

Zira chuckled, looking at you fondly as Cornelius jokingly murmured. “Sounds familiar.”

Huffing softly you looked at them, serious although a smile remained in your face. “Don’t compare me to him. He was brash, reckless. I—” You hesitated, breathing softly, eyes downcasted as you admitted. “I miss him.”

Zaius’ hands were clenched so hard that his knuckles cracked but he paid no mind. Seething inside, the fur around his face blistering slightly.

Taylor was dead.

He was just a remnant of your doomed species. And yet, here you were, speaking of him as if he were still present, as if his absence had carved a hollow space within you.

As if he mattered.

And for the first time in his life, Doctor Zaius feared that he was losing.

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CHAPTER I : ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀɢᴇᴅ ᴍɪɴᴅ

You had always known survival meant adaptation, you also had never thought that your greatest challenge would come in the form of an ape.

From the moment your ship had crash-landed on this desolate world, this world had tried to hunt you and it’s society had regarded you as nothing more than an animal that causes destruction everywhere, a beast that had to be destroyed. Meanwhile the scientific community regarded you as an oddity, an interesting experiment, a means to an end. Only two chimpanzees, Zira and Cornelius treated you as something other than a zoo attraction.

Then there was Dr. Zaius, who regarded you as nothing more than a threat. A remnant of a time long buried deep, where it can't hurt apekind. A reminder of what he had worked his entire life to suppress. To Zaius, you were the embodiment of chaos, a spark that could ignite Ape city’s carefully maintained order. His cold, calculating stare unsettled you as you stood in front of him, and his dismissive words made your blood boil.

He believed your intelligence was a perversion of nature, and you hated him for it.

The first real confrontation between the two of you came when Zaius summoned you to his office. The room smelled of parchment and old wood, stacks of scrolls neatly arranged behind him as he stood at his desk, hands folded behind his back.

“You presume to understand things beyond your place, human.” His voice was sharp, as if his authority alone could chisel away your defiance.

“And you presume to know everything while living in fear of what the past might reveal.” You crossed your arms, unwavering.

His golden eyes narrowed. “Knowledge is not fear. It is control. And you are an anomaly. One that must be understood… and contained.”

“Contained?” you scoffed, stepping forward, the dim candlelight casting shadows across your face. “You mean silenced.”

For a moment, Zaius did not respond. He simply watched, studying you as though you were a puzzle that defied completion. Then, finally, he spoke. “You mistake order for oppression.”

“And you mistake tyranny for wisdom.”

A beat of silence stretched between them. For the first time, you saw something flicker behind his controlled expression—hesitation, perhaps even curiosity. But it was gone just as quickly as it appeared.

“You are reckless,” Zaius murmured, more to himself than to you. “Taylor was the same.” He scoffed.

Your eyes widened at the mention of that name, a man that had disappeared from your life a long time ago, a friend that the official reports said had died on his last mission. Clenching your fists you retorted back “I am not Taylor.”

“No,” he admitted, tilting his head slightly. “You are something else entirely.”

The way he said it made you shiver, though not entirely out of fear. There was something else there—something unspoken, buried beneath layers of duty and tradition.

A challenge.

A warning.

And, perhaps, the first spark of something neither of you yet understood.

Your days in captivity blurred together, an endless repetition of interrogations, defiant silences, and moments of unexpected clarity between the two of you. What had begun as outright hostility between you and Zaius had shifted—subtly, dangerously—into something far more complicated.

One evening, as the sun bled its final colors into the horizon, armed gorillas escorted you once more to his chambers. This time, the guards remained outside. Was that..

A sign of trust?

Zaius sat at his desk, parchment spread before him, though his focus was entirely on you. “Sit.”

“If this is another lecture on the dangers of human nature, you can save your breath.” You deadpanned, remaining standing in subtle rebellion.

A ghost of a smirk played on his lips, barely there before it vanished. “No lecture. Just a friendly discussion.” He smiled.

Frowning, you asked. “About what?”

He leaned back, steepling his fingers. “A compromise.”

The word caught you off guard. You expected accusations, perhaps even another warning—but this? “You’re offering me a deal?”

“I am offering understanding,” he corrected. “There are things I cannot change. Just as there are truths you refuse to accept.”

Your eyes studied him carefully from head to shoes. This was not the same unwavering judge who had condemned Taylor long ago, nor the cold scholar who had dismissed you upon arrival. There was something different in his posture, in the way he watched you—as if he, too, was struggling with a reality he did not wish to name.

“So tell me,” stepping closer to the seat in front of his desk, you asked. “What is it you want to understand?”

Zaius exhaled, rubbing his temple as if avoiding a headache. “You defy everything I have ever been taught. You are not an animal, nor a mute savage, yet you stand here, challenging centuries of wisdom. Do you think that is easy to accept?”

Crossing your arms you responded. “No harder than accepting that your history is built on lies.”

His eyes flashed. “You are arrogant.”

“You are blind.” You bite back.

Silence fell again, this time thick with something unspoken and as Zaius stared at you, you could see the battle waging inside him—duty against doubt, belief against undeniable truth.

“You could have escaped,” he said finally. Knowing that Zira and Cornelius would have tried to help you escape.“Yet… you remain here.”

You took another step forward. “And you could have let me be executed. Yet here I am.”

A long breath escaped him, the weight of it heavy in the dim candlelight. “This is dangerous,” he murmured. "You are dangerous."

“Then why haven’t you stopped it?” Your lips curled into a smirk.

The silence between you two was no longer one of opposition, but of something far more fragile that laid unspoken between the two of you, neither daring to name it.

Realization washed upon you like a tidal wave. Perhaps the real danger was not in escaping Ape City...

To be continued...

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