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A good friend of mine passed away a few days ago in a car accident. I have spent the better part of the last few nights making this in her honor.

This is the hardest I have ever worked on a piece, but the time and effort I spent on this was well worth it for my friend.

May she rest in peace.

For privacy reasons, I have left her name out of the middle where it will be when I send this to her family.

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Please, spread this for those who might need it right now

U.S. suicide hotline: call or text 988 (available 24 hours)

U.S. trans lifeline: (877) 565-8860 (when you call, you’ll speak to a trans/nonbinary peer operator. full anonymity and confidentiality)

Substance Abuse and Mental Health Services Administration (SAMHSA) National Helpline: 1-800-662-HELP (4357) – provides 24/7 confidential support and referrals for individuals and families facing mental health and substance use disorders, including panic attacks and anxiety.

LGBT National Help Center: (888) 843-4564

Trevor Project: Call (866) 488-7386, text START to 678-678, or chat online.

Take care of yourself and each other. Please stay safe ♡

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I'm sorry.

I honestly don't know what to say other than, I'm sorry.

I am sorry to everyone who will suffer because of other people's choices.

I am sorry that we live in such a scary time for so many people, including but not limited to cis women, transgender people, and anyone who is a part of the LGBTQ+ community.

I am sorry that the election went the way that it did.

I am sorry that I didn't do more to stop this.

I am sorry.

I want all of my followers and everyone who sees this to know that I am here for you.

Yes, you.

I am here to listen to your cries and your pain and your anger.

I am here to give what comfort I can to, not only those around me, but to you strangers here on Tumblr.

Momma is here.

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Do you ever fear that you might wake up one day and everything that you've always known to be true has changed?

Not significantly, mind you, but just enough that you question your own memories and, by extension, your sanity.

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For October, may I ask for more Xenomorph content from you? I adore all of your work from your writing to your drawings, and it would make this silly little worm squiggly with joy - and maybe a bit of something else, if you catch my drift... -

Much love and smooches! 🪱

Xenomorph Queen x Reader x Xenomorph Hive

In which you're kept as a toy by the Queen and passed around by the rest of the Hive. They know you're Ripley's descendant. They'll take their time with you. content: gender neutral reader, NSFW, based on Alien: Isolation

All you wanted was closure.

That's why you hounded every lead, every hint, every possibility. That's why you ended up on Sevastopol, crawling your way through rotten remains of androids and abandoned labs. That's why you got caught.

You thought you'd end up like the others. When the Xenomorph Warrior brought you to the nest, you caught glimpses of the facehugger carcasses, and the people who served as incubators. Their chests were split open, bloated and obscene. Your lips pursed in a grimace as you awaited your fate.

Unexpectedly, you were dragged along, further into the labyrinth of slime and bone. Until, at last, you were facing the Queen herself. You could immediately tell: she was enormous compared to the other aliens. The servants scurried away, abruptly dropping you like some sort of offering for the curious Beast.

One glance, and she knew. She could see it in your defiant scowl, a certain familiarity that immediately filled her with amusement and excitement. You were related to Ripley.

At first, she just observed you as some sort of peculiarity. Truth be told, she never truly learned much about humans outside of the brief incubation period. Then it happened: it seemed that touching you in certain ways aroused you terribly. You were visibly embarrassed by your reaction, biting your lip, covering your face, or trying to look away in order to hide the deep red blush rapidly spreading across your features. The Xenomorph Queen was intrigued.

For the most part, she enjoys toying with you. You're her little plaything, and she won't stop until you're all hot and bothered. Then she'll leave you to the hive. Often, she will watch as her Warriors and Drones pass you around greedily, having their way with you before another one hisses for a turn. Rarely she'll demand her share, mildly envious of the shameless whimpers rolling out of your mouth from being ravaged by one of her underlings.

See, she doesn't mind the others fucking you. She hates it, however, when you're enjoying yourself more under their savage hands. No one does it better than the Queen.

To think she'd be this possessive towards her new human belonging.

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oh thanks for the compliment unfortunately i don’t believe you

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Inspired by a recent thread with @ozzgin. I hope they like it! 🫣

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I made this for my mom. She said she's gonna frame it and put it out on the back porch. 🤩🥹

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Last but not least the tech genius himself! 💜🐢

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♡~Swoon~♡

Ladies and Gentlemen...

Her

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Ladies and Gentlemen...

Her

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Made an Atomis Lass cosplay design because....🤷‍♀️

I used a body template from Pinterest, so all credit due goes to the template artist.

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WHOLE ASS ANIMATRONIC XENOMORPH

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Surprise! I didn't draw a shark for once! Instead, it is my glorious son! Featuring the lower half of his dad, aka my husband, Mr. Fogerty himself!

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Alright, alright! A great white!