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Does anyone know any good Female yautja x Reader fanfics 😔??? Like I need some flavor, Variety vro 🙏🏻

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A bit of practice 😛

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Just read the description of the first 15 minutes of Predator Badlands.

All I gyat to say is that this mf right here 👇

Is getting smoked by me the second we meet. Low-key he can get fucked (by me) We finna TUSSTLE…in the sheets 😈

Someone’s cheeks will be getting spread like peanut butter on toast TRUST 🙏🏻

I love myself a senior citizen 😛😛

In all seriousness this movie so far looks promising. I love the whole dynamic between Thia and Dek! Very cutsie ❤️❤️

So very excited, might even make some art and stuff like that

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♡︴Ake'za and Azai Sketches!! ︴Yautja OC

So I made some sketches yesterday of Ake'za and Azai, they're both lowkey just chilling being nonchalant as always. Ake'za is busy polishing or I guess inspecting his favorite spear while his sister is resting against him while pondering like the absolute sigma she is 🗣🔥

Below is just a lil conversation they have, I might make a comic strip but idk yet.

Some writing I did that adds a bit of context to the sketch ◡̈!!

The dune-colored yautja sits stop a metallic table, it's cold surface seeping into his scales. His large frame shifts, discomfort flickering across his posture but inevitably he ignores it. In a swift motion he settles a long, metallic spear across his lap. Forest eyes roaming over the well-crafted masterpiece, rough fingertips gliding down the long rod. Tracing the engraved symbols and scars of previous usage.

He feels a slight warmth graze his back, a rumble of annoyance leaves his lungs. It was none other than Azai,peeking over his shoulder like a curious dog. Once satisfying her curiosity she slides down besides him, using her mountain of a brother like a bean bag made of muscle and scales.

Paying her no further attention, Ake'za resumes his business of polishing the metal rod with a chemical solution. He feels his sister shift uncomfortably besides him, her relentless movements jostling him slightly. With a loud rumble deep within his chest, Ake'za elbows her to stop her. It works...but not before she does it back with greater force. Like that did anything.

They sat in cold silence, then that was broken by a hesitant voice.

"Do..Do you think I'm crazy?" Azai asked, her tone a worried sound heavy with thought.

Her brother didn’t look up or turn to her. He simply stayed where he was and, with absolute confidence, said,"Yup."

She rolls her eyes in annoyance and grumbles, "Dude I'm being serious."

A sigh left Ake'za, still he did not turn. "If this is about what A'thei said then don't even start. You know damn well not to listen to them." He'd bite back. His tone low and audibly angry but that wasn't towards his sister. No, that frustration was towards A'thei, a fellow yautja that had previously taunted and basically bullied Azai. Now her thoughts were plegaued with the yautja's words, doubt practically consuming her brain.

"So..you don't think I'm crazy?" Azai shifted,her legs dangling off the table while her head rested against her brother's arm.

"Nah, just a bit quirky. Tu'ka-o on the other hand is...possibly one bad day away from talking to walls and naming them." A deep laugh escaping the sand-colored yautja.

Azai huffed a laugh. "She actually has a pet rock named tiki."

"No fucking way, how'd you find that out?" left in shock,Ake'za turned his head towards her direction. Another laugh following his words.

"I stop by her den sometimes. She has fun stories." Azai giggled, her fingers fiddling a piece of jewelry that was dangling off her loincloth.

Ake'za shook his head with a chuckle slipping out past his mandibles.

"You and that hag have much in common. You could make friends with a broom if it talked back." he gave her a sideways glance.

"Scratch that─you have! I've caught you speaking to the trees" Ake'za teased playfully.

Azai gasped in mock defense "they're good listeners!"

"Yeah cuz they can't run" He jabbed back with a playful laugh. "If they could run away from your yapping we'd have no forest!"

She elbowed him─gently this time. Playful.

Like before, he let it happen. Rather a deep laugh left his lungs as he sat up, straightening out his spine.Placing the spear up right besides him.

“I won’t be surprised the day you marry some boulder,” he said, shaking his head. “Big, silent, and emotionally unavailable—just your type.”

This earned a small chuckle from his sister, "I mean yeah..strong, dependable, and listens to me Yap"

Ake’za raised a brow ridge. “Sounds like a rock-solid relationship.”

Azai remained quiet for a bit before responding. "You're terrible."

"I'm amazing" Ake'za corrected, pride swelling deep within his chest. "My pun was so good, matter of fact I'll go ahead and carve it into your wedding gift."

Ake’za tilted his head, pretending to consider it. “Hmm… maybe a pebble. That way when the marriage ends in tragedy, you can throw it dramatically into the sea.”

Azai gasped. “Excuse you—Boulder and I are forever. Don’t project your issues onto us.”

He snorted. “Heard that before. Next thing you know, you’re dividing territory and fighting over who gets custody of the moss.”

She smacked his arm, laughing. “You’re the worst.”

“And yet,” he said, standing and stretching, “you keep sitting next to me.”

Azai flopped back against him lazily, arms folded behind her head. “Because deep down, you love me.”

Ake’za clicked his mandibles in faux irritation. “No. Deep down, I tolerate you. With honor. Which is much harder.”

She beamed up at him. “That’s the nicest thing you’ve ever said to me.”

He rolled his eyes, but the corner of his mouth tugged upward. “Then you clearly haven’t been listening.”

They sat together for a little longer, continuing their mundane banter. Just like that, her worries drifted away just for a moment. The doubt washing away and dissipating into the air like it never even was.

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Hi guysss so here's just a little barf of my two OC'S ♡♡♡

Azai is the human woman you see next to Ake'za. They're siblings!! (Not biologically, she's adopted)

I felt too lazy to add much detail on Ake'za, forgor about his goofy ahh tattoos

I'll post more about Azai later on once I feel like it 𓇢𓆸

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Writing Description Notes:

Updated 9th September 2024 More writing tips, review tips & writing description notes

Facial Expressions

Masking Emotions

Smiles/Smirks/Grins

Eye Contact/Eye Movements

Blushing

Voice/Tone

Body Language/Idle Movement

Thoughts/Thinking/Focusing/Distracted

Silence

Memories

Happy/Content/Comforted

Love/Romance

Sadness/Crying/Hurt

Confidence/Determination/Hopeful

Surprised/Shocked

Guilt/Regret

Disgusted/Jealous

Uncertain/Doubtful/Worried

Anger/Rage

Laughter

Confused

Speechless/Tongue Tied

Fear/Terrified

Mental Pain

Physical Pain

Tired/Drowsy/Exhausted

Eating

Drinking

Warm/Hot

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Deadass like someone finna be pregnant and it AIN'T gonna be me 🗣🔥🔥🔥

Yeah them velomptious cheeks of yours aint safe from me pal.

Keep em clenched when near me.

I want him in a way that's diabolical to feminism.

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As requested! here is my playlist I use to either relax or to just focus on stuff.

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LMAO

he got the one and only 24 carrot gold latino

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Oh Wesley I’m drippin

@symbioticyautja Sent this in a discord I'm in with him and I just had to share it with you guys haha 😅

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Chat Ima need more content of my boy Torres. I feel like lil bro ain’t appreciated much

Look at him! Such a cutie 🫶🏻

I really hope he lives ,The whole damn village after their ass cheeks bro 😭😭😭

I have very strong maternal instincts towards him. Like that’s my son right there 🗣️🔥 I birthed him fr 💔💔

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˗ˏˋ Yautja OC! ˎˊ˗

「 Basic Information 」

✧Name: Ake'za

✧Age: 178 years old

✧Sex: male

✧Rank: Elite

「 Yap session 」

My first ever yautja OC! yaaayy!!! He's so squimbly i'll definitely be adding him to future fics.

Ake'za is part of the tribe we see in Predator:Killer of killers, he is a very skilled hunter/warrior due to various successful hunts. Ake'za's most notable trophies include a variety of diffrent organisms. All of which are dangerous! He loves a good challenge. But at the same time he likes to learn about what he's gonna or has already killed. Humans in specific he garners a deep interest in them. Finds himself intercepting radio stations just to listen to their music, the drama and banter. He finds them adorable in a way. Their art, music, culture, structures, fashion and etc all fascinate him. He has a deep respect for them for just how fast they advance. His favorite kills are always human. Keeps their bones in a specific section, keeps the smaller bones as jewelry or as random lucky charms.

Ake'za is lowkey a nonchalant dreadhead. Mostly keeps to himself while silently strutting proudly around the huzz with his kills. He's literally a ladies man. If he has his sights on a female then he'll do anything to impress the huzz 😛. He'll bring them fresh kill, bones, jewelry and so on. Gift giving is obviously his love language. Anyways bro is a silly guy and i love him 🫶

Here he is chat 🫶 Ain't he a cutie?

Also he has tattoo! and he's chubby :P (srry for the bad quality chat)

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Felt creative, so I drew for the first time ever…a yautja! He’s definitely gonna be an OC I’m gonna incorporate into future fanfics.

I’ll also develop his lore a bit more but for now he’s just a character I drew. Soon to be something so freaking cool 🤓!! Additionally, the pattern on his crest will most likely change.

Also please note that this is my first time drawing a yautja so low-key idk what I was doing 🙌🏻

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☆.「 Jotun x GN! Reader 」.☆

As I was doom scrolling through TikTok, I came across a video on seals. Specifically the silly little sounds they make. Then a headcannon bloomed. Yautja’s making the same barks, huffs, and growls as these furry tubs of lard 🥹.

Like imagine just hanging out with your yautja, y’all are just doing some everyday chores or training and all you hear is this 👇

Coming from this absolute unit 😭

Like what?!!? Does anyone else find their clicking cute or is it just me? They’re menacing under scary situations but outside of those circumstances their little trills and clicks are so unique and adorable to me.

Deadass I have a whole YouTube playlist I use to lock in just on yautja ASMR’s 😋!

Brief summary: You live with Jotun (Idk if thats his canon name) and in this scenario y’all share some fruit!

Notes: There’s literally zero dialogue and it’s all fluff!! Also please excuse my grammar. English wasn’t my first language, Spanish is 🙌🏻! Also if you have any questions then feel free to ask. If you have any constructive criticism or tips on how to improve my writing, please let me know! I’m always open to new suggestions.

It’s been exactly three years since you were snatched up from earth and dropped onto the unfamiliar terrain known as Yautja Prime. A desert landscape of vast, arid expanse where the heat is top of the chain. The land is filled with shades of ochre, rust and pale sand. Jagged rock formations sculpted by centuries of wind erosion. Sparse vegetation clings to survival by a thread. The alien biology resembled earth’s own flora but these had a more volatile twist to them. More spikey, bigger and had stronger defense mechanism. No wonder the yautja were so deadly, everything was out to kill them. They HAD to be deadly to survive such a hostile world. Everything was larger and more ferocious just like the natives here.

Honestly you were shocked you were even alive but here you were currently strolling through the village with Jotun. That wasn’t his actual name of course but it was the nickname you picked out for the rotund beast. It just fit him better.

Using both your hands you carried a large basket of fruit, your limbs struggling just slightly to support it’s weight. Arms covered in scratches from retrieving these juicy treats. Defiantly worth it! these were especially sweet this time of year when the sun was practically cooking you alive. Jotun helped you with most of it since the skin of his hands were naturally more thick and suitable for the hostile vegetation.

He walked slowly in front of you carrying two baskets, each woven vessel containing diffrent fruits. You haven’t tried either yet actually. The massive yautja before you walked with a hint of excitement and anticipation in his stride. He took great delight in watching you react to new things. Like a curious puppy he’d sit beside you and just watch. Eager mandible clicks and funny seal-like sounds coming from his chest filled the air after you responded. It always shocked you to hear the various sounds yautja made.

As of now, your feet padded against the scorching sand, even wearing protective feet pads you could still feel the sting. Not as intense but it was most definitely there. Jotun and yourself were currently heading back to his home. A place you shared with him through out all three years.

Upon arrival, the three woven baskets were placed neatly on the wooden counter. You and Jotun immediately got to work with the fruit. Meticulously scrubbing away the dust from the fruit’s thick skin, Jotun separated those ready to be eaten from the ones better suited for storage. The ripest he placed carefully aside, while the rest were tucked into a makeshift cooler lined with scavenged insulation and chilled stones.

Yautja were primarily carnivorous, their culture steeped in the thrill of the hunt and the taste of fresh kill, but they weren’t above drawing sustenance from other energy sources when the opportunity presented itself.

Jotun’s favorite was a watermelon sized fruit—red skin, green frills and white flesh, it bore an uncanny resemblance to a rambutan. Only this one was freakishly large.

He sank a claw into the rind, splitting it into half with a satisfying crack. He held the other piece with one hand and waited for you to transfer it over to yours. His mandibles clicked, a purr rumbled from his chest and with that you knew he was happy.

Jotun bit down on his half, clear juice dripped down his tusks as another purr erupted from within. You couldn’t help but giggle at his purring. It reminded you of a seal but only deeper and coming from a mountain of a man. He turned his gaze to you, slightly lowered himself and gently pushed the fruit you held up to your face. His scaly hand dwarfing your own.

Puppy dog eyes, glowing with a beautiful red hue, gazed up at you with a mix of fondness and curiosity. A soft chuckle slipped from your lips, unable to resist the innocent plea in that look. You couldn’t keep him waiting, How could you with a look like that?

Your teeth sank into the tender white flesh, the sugary fluid flooded your tastebuds. A soft moan surged from your chest as you chewed on the fruit. The texture was tender, almost melting, and the subtle coolness contrasted with the warmth of the air around you. He watched intently, anticipation shining in his eyes, as if sharing in every bite. Water-like juice ran down your chin similar to when jotun bit into his own.

Then a completely new sound filled your ears. Almost like a purr, but different—rougher, deeper, with a strange rhythm to it. You bared your teeth in a wide grin as laughter bubbled up uncontrollably. The sound was quirky, no doubt, but so unbelievably precious, especially coming from muscle man over here, whose usual demeanor could be carved from stone.

Jotun turned his head to the side like a confused pup, his brows knitted together, face shifting in that slow, deliberate way he always moved. Analyzing, observing, puzzling it out. What was so funny? Had the fruit triggered some odd chemical reaction in your brain? Some euphoric side effect he’d overlooked?

Then it dawned on him.

The realization hit him with a slow-burning certainty. Jotun’s eyes narrowed while his mandibles pressed back into place. A low rumble filled with annoyance mixed with your laughter. That noise he made—a gentle trill, part rumble, part something new was his people’s way of showing they were very happy.

Yet without doubt here you were laughing. Not at him just at the silly noise he made. There was no mock, no malice, nothing that deemed your laughter as teasing. It was just laugh of pure joy.

His grumble of irritation shifted to deep laugh. A moment of vulnerability between two souls from diffrent origins, cultures, and most notably—diffrent planets. To one, the other was alien and to the other, the same.

Two beings sat on soft furs while enjoying simple, mundane fruit. No words were ever exchanged. No shared tongue was needed to find comfort in each other's presence. Only shared laughter.

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Welcome to SerOopyGoopy’s page! Here you will find a plethora of different forms of content. These will mostly include writing and art, but occasionally I’ll dabble in other areas.

✰︳About me

☕︎ Name: Valentina

☕︎ Nicknames: Val or Tira

☕︎Sexuality: Pansexual

☕︎ Age: 18

☕︎ Pro-nouns: She/Her/Hers

☕︎ Interests: Dinosaurs, Jurassic Park (world), Godzilla, Predator, Aliens, True Crime, Horror, Transformers, Paranormal stuff, Roblox, Call of Duty, Avatar, Dragons, and Literature.

✰︳Extra Information

You'll mostly find Fan fiction about my current interests (Ex: Yautja, Transformers, and etc.) This includes Fluff, Smut, One-shots and loads of headcanons.

Additionally you'll be seeing posts about other projects such as books that I am currently working on, art of OC's, my art in general and lore!

I am mostly inactive so please be patient with me! I'll try my best to stay updated and answer any questions that may arise.

✰︳RULES

As mentioned above, I write smut. My posts will include sexual themes and other explicit content such as blood and gore. If you are a minor below the age of 18 then please I ask of you to not interact with my page. Ultimately I have no control on who watches my content.

I will definitely be including warnings above every post so that individuals know what to stay clear from. I will admit that I won't be doing smut very often, spicy writing will be rare on this page!

Also if you have any criticism about my writing know that it is welcome with open arms as long as it it constructive and respectful.

Thank you for reading this post and have a lovely day/night!!