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| Selcouth | Chapter one: space station |

Platonic! Yandere! alien x reader

Warnings: Yandere behaviour, violence, death

Summary: While recovering a space capsule your astronaut team discovers an intelligent life form that seems to be a little too attached to you.

Word count: 1,246

Chapters: | one | two | three | four |

A/n: Hey! This is my first ever story that I have posted to tumblr, please go easy on it. Anyway thank you for reading <3

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“Datalog: entry number 1

Our team of astronauts has finally made it near the orbit of Grannus. Hopefully, the capsule containing the samples taken from Grannus arrives soon. I have a feeling that—" Just as you were about to end your data entry, your favorite person on board interjects.

"Hey, whatcha doing?" You turn around, jumping a little while doing so.

"Oh hey, David! You scared me." David is one of the two people you are currently stationed with inside of the White Sparrow, working as a pilot. He is the only person on this ship you actually enjoy having a conversation with, which isn't saying much, but you really do appreciate having him near you.

"My bad, girly," David replies with a disingenuous tone, laughing a little while he says it. This is one of the reasons why you absolutely love having him around; he always makes you laugh even if it's at the expense of you being teased—which it often is. Not to mention, David is a gorgeous man. You don't feel any attraction to him, but you can admit that he is beautiful. David is a brunette with brown eyes, tan skin, and huge muscles. And by huge muscles, you mean HUGE muscles; seriously, you've seen the man pick up 300 pounds of equipment like it's nothing.

"What's with the new addition of data logs?" David releases his hold from your shoulder, giving you a curious look.

"I want to document everything about this trip, seeing as we could make a huge scientific breakthrough."

"Understandable, however, don't you think you could use other methods of documenting like, um, I don't know, typing on a computer?" With a curious look shifting to an awkward one, David rubs the back of his neck.

"I mean, I have no issue with the data logs, it's just that if the wicked witch of the west heard that, she would flip her shit," he says, trying to explain his last statement.

"Wicked witch of the west? You mean Isla?" Isla was the other person on the ship, working as the technician. Both of you disliked her; however, David disliked her much less than you. It's not like you hated the woman—in fact, you respected her—it's just that she would often belittle you for your attitude (she hated everyone with a positive outlook on life). She was the kind of person to go out of her way and look for any reason to yell at you. You could literally just be sitting there, and she would pull something out of thin air to throw at your face.

"Yes, as if that wasn't obvious already."

"Bro, you can't say that! What if she hears you? I don't wanna be turned into a frog because of your dumbness!"

“Im too pretty to be a frog” you hear David mutter.

"You're so full of yourself," you huff, rolling your eyes.

"Anyway, we should probably get to working before she gets on us." Sighing, David begins to make his way out of the living quarters and into his stationed area.

"Right." You follow him until you inevitably part ways, you going to the medical/research side of the space station and David going to the control room.

It's only 20 minutes later when you hear the devil herself start to lose her temper with you.

"What do you think you're doing!" Isla loudly exclaims. You literally were not doing anything; in fact, you were just passing through her station.

"Nothing."

"If it's nothing, then why do I see you tampering with my things?" You're starting to believe this woman is actually delusional.

"What are you talking about?"

"I can very clearly see you destroying my things," she says with an attitude as if you just dropped a bomb on her work station.

"I literally have not touched anything," giving her a dumbfounded look, you turn to start making your way back to your station.

"Whatever, just leave. If I find out that any of my things are missing, I'm reporting you." Did she literally just tell you to leave even though you were already doing so? Did she actually just accuse you of stealing her things? What is her problem?

"Whatever you say, man." Not wanting to pick a fight, you quicken your pace and make your leave. Despite Isla's horrible personality and overall attitude, she was a very beautiful woman. Isla is a thin, tall brunette with striking blue eyes. She has tan skin and an award-winning smile.

While leaving, you catch a look at one of Isla's monitors. It shows a red blinking dot rapidly approaching the station. You see her turn and give you a look as if you caused it. You were about to question what it was, but you quickly didn't. You already know questioning her won't do you any good, so you go to David. David explains that it's the capsule you and your team have been trying to get your hands on for the past 2 months.

"Datalog: entry number 2

According to our radars, the capsule is headed off track and is rapidly heading towards our location. Isla is currently getting the space station ready to accommodate the capsule." Ending the data log, you look over to Isla's annoyed face. She clearly didn't enjoy you having data logs, but she will just have to deal with it. Slowly, the capsule docks at the end of the space station, locking in place and securing itself on board.

"Great work out there, Isla!" you exclaim, giving her a thumbs up. Isla just stared at you with a bored expression.

"…" You sat there for a good ten seconds waiting for any type of response from Isla, just to get nothing.

"Fantastic job out there, Isla! I knew we could count on you!" David shouts while walking through the door.

"Thank you, David." Wooowwwwww, she really told him thank you even though you basically said the same thing. It's obvious who the favorite is.

Making your way up to the capsule, you begin to unlatch the door. Stepping through the capsule, you look around at the samples the robot on Grannus collected.

"What do we have here?" you say, paying close attention to a certain glass box. It looked like it was moving.

"No fucking way! Oh my god! No fucking way!!!" You shout, running towards the box, missing the nasty look Isla was giving you.

"What is that thing?" Isla says, sounding absolutely disgusted.

"I have no idea," you answer, feeling as though you were on cloud nine. You quickly begin to pick the box up and set it on a table that didn't have anything else on it. The creature in the box was not like anything you have ever seen before. In the middle of its body (?) there seemed to be a closed lily-looking shape that was white. Going out from the middle of the creature, there were four central appendages, all reaching a span of about 21 centimeters. Connecting those appendages was an almost translucent film of cloth-like membrane. In fact, all of the creature seemed to be made of cloth.

"Should we contact the people back on Earth?" you question.

"Yeah, but the signal won't reach them for another 2 weeks," David answered after not speaking for a while.

"I'll get to that right now because whatever that thing is freaks me out," Isla says, walking out of the capsule looking as though she was going to puke.

"Your loss," you mutter.

[count-horror-xx]

Perks of working at the movie theater, free movie posters lol

[whereserpentswalk]

When you see a UFO that isn't an alien ship. Nor are the things you see within them aliens.

They're intelligent but don't have mortal morals. They're powerful. They take away to do things to us. They appear as tiny humanoids with bug eyes, or human passing creatures that are just a bit off or too perfect, or animal/human hybrids (usually insectoid). These are Fey creatures. Their technology just advanced like ours did. UFOs are Fey vehicles.

If you see a UFO or the creatures from inside of them just treat them like you would a grounded Fey. Don't tell them lies. Be polite. And maybe use plants or metals that ward them off.

Real alien ships are much larger, and real aliens are much less human looking then the Fey. And if those guys kidnap you, you're certainly not coming back.

[pancakesaurus]

I made the planets into alien humanoids and now I’m thinking about how they would be as characters!!!

Brainstorm:

Mercury; happy-go-lucky messenger. Is the only one in direct contact with the sun and shares the sun’s messages to the planets with the other planets and the planets share their messages to the sun via him.

Venus; Shapeshifter. They also have a very energetic personality. These versions of Venus Earth and Mars are NOT siblings

Earth; has a little workbench where she works on her little life forms (humans, plants, etc). Doesn’t interact with the other planets outside of mars who she’ll occasionally throw little rocket-ships at.

Moon; silly little guy and earth’s best bud

Mars; strong fighter/jock girl. If this planet humanoid thing was a series earth and mars would develop a romance but the rocket-ships would need to go first.

Jupiter; dad friend of the bunch. Probably bffs with Saturn

Saturn; a bit self centered and very sassy. They are really good at hula hooping

Uranus; Would say “erm actually it’s Uranus not Your Anus” She’s the nerdy one who most of the other planets don’t care about much but she’s still really nice despite that. Plus there is one planet that enjoys her company…

Neptune; very quiet and timid but does like it when Uranus hangs out with them. Probably likes to swim

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[cloudvisualspew07x]

[barrycoganart]

Star of the Beach.

Though summer is long gone, there are still place that offer a chance for some fun in the sun and sea. So, when there is time to unwind and enjoy it, Starfire of the Teen Titans has no objections to go and enjoy herself. Enjoy!

[soullessfawn]

I’m in Artfight!!! Since I’m going to be drawing a lot I thought I should post the finished works over here on Tumbler >:D. So here’s the first ever attack I’ve done!

Oc Creator: Squidiq_ (On Artfight)

My Artfight: https://artfight.net/~SoullessFawn

[kokoshfts]

Trump and Kamala:

[iamactuallygoinginsane]

Back in march i decided to draw this alein chick and last night I wanted to draw her again to see how much improved :D

Btw the drawing I made last night is on the left icky Diego

[megamemes]

[xxstrawberryswitchbladexx]

once apon a time

there was a human who ate ranch,they chugged all the ranch till there was no more ranch in the universe then the aliens invaded and brought glitter alien ranch and they took the human who chugged all the ranch to be the queen of the alien ranch society

[lunasapphire]

Totally unrelated to my normal post but funny and true asf😂😭

[whereserpentswalk]

These are beings from one of my settings known as Vilviliar. They're a mysterious race within the known realms, composed of tissue similar to that of plants. They're as intelligent as humans, but have entirely different emotional patterns, lacking morality as most humans would think of it, and organizing their communities in much different ways. Due to human fears of them, they're common in the criminal underworlds of many large cities, often engaging in illegal trade.

They are often thought to be a creation of human science, like most nonhumans or demi humans. However some scholars believe they are alien in origin, coming to the solar system through generational ships hundreds of years ago. Though this is a rare for scholars to defend the alien theory, it seems to be what most of the Vilviliar believe.

As of now their largest population centers are in the Asteroid belt, Mars, Jupiter and Saturn, though it's unknown how many might exist further out, as anything further then Saturn is hard for most inner world scholars to get population metrics on.

[alittlevampyreandherteddybear]

D&B prizes I got when regressed to age 7

[rattiwolf]

just got back from watching Alien: Romulus and loved it in case it wasn't obvious

(pose was referenced from Pinterest)

[rhondahansomecomedy]

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