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sivyera · 5 months ago

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hi!! i loveee yr planet of the ape writings, blue eyes is literally my favorite!! but i was wondering if yu could do dating hcs for caesar?

thank yu so so sooo so much n i hope yu have a nice day/night!!

dating caesar headcanons

planets of the apes caesar x human!reader

a/n: sorry for taking so long, haha! btw guys i'm trying to write all your requests, i was just little off motivation for the past few days, be patient with me... also i'm probably gonna rewrite the dating headcanons i have with Blue eyes, i wrote it like 2 years ago so i'm not satisfyed with it haha, hope you like it!

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Caesar is extremely protective of those he loves, you are the love of his life so you can only imagine how much protective he'd be over you. he'd literally kill for you (which happened already but we are not gonna talk about that...)

when it comes to pda tho, it's something else. he usually keeps you close to himself but he isn't really touchy, maybe when Koba is around because he doesn't like the way Koba looks at you. so when Koba is around, he usually holds your hands or towers behind you

Marice is actually the only one who saw Caesar act all soft with you, because when the doors are closet and the two of you are alone, he's a whole different monkey

he keeps his hand on your lower back or brushes his fingers gently over your thigh, giving you a soft kiss on the cheek.

he has a huge soft spot for you like it's not even funny. Koba (or any other monkey) wants to go to the right? Caesar goes to the left. You wanna go to the right? Caesar goes to the right. and i'm just starting..

he always leaves you the best fruit or the nicest meat or the clearest water, he wants the best nutritions for you since you're much weaker than a monkey

he overall takes a very good care of you. he always makes sure you get enough and proper sleep, that you eat the best food, that you move through the day, etc..

he likes to watch you when you interact with the infants (baby monkeys) because they are always in awe when they see you and it's just so cute to him. see all those monkeys over you with their small hands touching your hair or fingers or ears, they love you and Caesar loves watching your smile

he usually keeps an eye on you through the day, even if he isn't near you, you can feel him and if anything happens, he's immediately by your side

i believe he doesn't sleep so good, he has a hard time falling asleep plus he's a very light sleeper so if you get him to fall asleep for at least few hours, consider yourself a magician

but even tho his sleeping is not so good, he loves to hold you. your presence actually calm him down so even if he's not sleeping, he's resting BUT he has to have you in his arms

when you're sleeping peacefully in his arms, he likes to watch you (it's like a habit already to him). he'd let his finger gently trace the outline of your earlobe while the moonlight shines on your pretty face and the only thing he listens is your steady heartbeat and soft breaths. he swears you're an angel...

he's very gentle with you overall, he knows how strong he actually is so whenever he's interacting with you, he's careful and gentle...

he lets himself be curious about you sometimes and even tho he lived with the humans and he knows them, you're different. you're his girl so he can touch you much more than he could touch Will

he'd explore your fingers, ears, hair, toes, everything and you swear that inside he's still a curious baby (only with you tho, no one else can see this side of him)

you teach him more words and he tries twice as hard with talking because he wants to communicate with you more, but sometimes he pretends like he can't understand just so he can hear your sweet voice

you're the only one that matters the most to him and he's able to start a war just to have you safe... and he's the peaceful guy

when he's not around, he let's Maurice to watch over you

whenever you make him something (like a bracelet or a necklace) he wears it all the time and refuses to take it off but there are times when that thing rips (because he was hunting and ripped it off by accident) and when that happens, he goes to you and tell you to make a new one. he doesn't want you to think that he doesn't value it...

no one dares to pick up on you, no one dares to touch you more than friendly, no one dares to flirt with you because Caesar is always behind you with his cold stare. so if any young males would try to hit on you, they'd quickly give up after they see their leader killing them with his stare

Koba of course isn't a fan of you since you're a human but he respects Caesar (till he don't) so till he lives with others in the colony, he tolerates you

Caesar tries to keep you away from any danger as long as possible but once again something happens, you're the first thing on his mind and he HAS to have you in safety

if he lost you, he'd go feral, literally. he'd kill every human on this planet even tho he's knew that it wouldn't bring you back...

sometimes his love for you scares him, because he was never this much in love but he loves every second of it

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weird-tree-girl · 1 day ago

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Us and Them

Pairing : Caesar x OC human reader.

Warnings : Loneliness, language, inter-species relationships, angst/depressing topics, slight gamophobia, more?

Summarize : Clover is a misfit woman in her early/mid twenties, thriving and surviving in the Muir woods in a post-apocalyptic world along side her companion ‘Woofer’ -a large brown wolf she rescued as a pup from an old hunting snare- survive day to day in her shelter deep in the woods, building the life she always dreamt of for herself. However, the Muir woods don’t belong entirely to Clover, and these neighbours can’t avoid each other forever.

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Chapter 1 : Kingdom of rust.

To be honest, I think human consciousness is a tragic misstep in evolution. We became too self aware. Nature created an aspect of nature separate from itself, we are creatures that should not exist.

I know it probably sounds awful to say, but what happened to world, to humanity, to the apes, it’s what was supposed to happen.

In all honesty, it’s more than what I hoped for. As selfish as it sounds, I wished for something like an “apocalypse” when I was younger. No, not specifically zombies or meteors or aliens or robots. Just something that would take humans away as peacefully as possible and leave the earth to flourish. The way it’s supposed to be. A reset button.

The Simian flu. Death by disease.

I’m not a morbid person by all means, i don’t hate my kind, but I don’t particularly love them either. I just never fit in, you know? Not in school, not at work, and definitely not at home. Society is quick to toss people like me to the side.

Living the life I lived back then- my mental health deteriorated to such a state where l wasn’t even sure what I perceived on a daily basis was real. It felt like I was breathing just a little and calling it life.

We aren’t asked if we accept this life. There is no choice, life is forced upon you, the only choice is how you live it. Or not. That’s a choice as well, I suppose.

I don’t want people to suffer and die off in horrible ways. Humans have done absolutely incredible things in their time as the species that inherited the earth. Climbing to the tops of the tallest mountains in the world, achieving flight around the planet, traveling to the bottom of the sea, venturing into space, and so much more.

But the bad outweighs the good, by a long shot. Humans are a parasitic species that wiped out entire species for selfish reasons and were in the process of killing the planet out of stupidity.

What a waste, if you ask me.

I’m well aware of what I am. I’m not going to try to convince anyone that I’m an exception and that I’m the one good human on earth. I’m sure there are lots of people like me who prefer animals over people, who prefer the woods over the city, who see the wrongs caused by humans, who realize that the fall of humanity will result in the rise of all other things.

Even so, there are no exceptions.

I accepted that and I was okay with dying along side my species if that meant that animals would once again inherit the earth, there are no exceptions after all. However, it turns out that not everyone was affected by the Simian flu. Some, like myself, were immune.

I could say that I was devastated to figure this out. I could say that all hope was lost for the world to evolve into something much more beautiful. But that’s not the case at all.

Im grateful to be alive.

Getting to be apart of the new world, to get to live the type of life I always dreamt of but never thought I’d get to live due to modern life and society, to get to be reborn, it’s beyond words.

Yes, at the time it was all a lot to take in and accept. But the world “ended” about 7 years ago, I haven’t really been counting the days, the months, the years, and the such, but about 7 winters have come and gone.

I was around 15 when the Simian flu hit, and for about 7 years after the fall of humanity, I travelled around. It’s always been a dream of mine to travel the world, but never thought I could due to not being born a millionaire and all.

I learned a lot on the road, from navigation skills, to bushcraft/survival skills, to learning how to fight and defend myself. I could write an entire book on the experiences and encounters I had during my time traveling alone for several years, but this will be a different kind of book.

During my last year traveling, I found myself in Oregon, I may or may not have had high hopes of finding Bigfoot there, due to the lore of him originating there and all.

Anyways, I was in the Oregon bush enjoying the dense woods and ethereal scenery, when I got the feeling that I was no longer alone. This is a sense you pick up when you’re on your own in a world like this for a while.

I go on alert and keep my defence up. I stay low and walk slow, stepping heel to toe and keeping my knees bent, staying as quiet as possible despite being in the woods with branches and leaves everywhere I step. As I come to more of a clearing, I notice something small and dark moving around (or at least trying to) weakly in the leaves a bit ahead of me.

I approach with caution and hold my hunting knife up near my chest. If this is a bear cub, I have to haul ass out of here, I don’t feel like fighting off a mother bear. As I step out, I can see clearly the small pup struggling to stand properly in front of me. It’s caught in an old hunting snare, it couldn’t have been here for more than a day or so, there’s just no way it would still be alive.

I decide to cut it free, I’m not one to interfere with nature and its plans by any means, but seeing this animal caught in this old contraption made by man that serves no purpose now, left me feeling quite melancholy, I don’t consider this a natural death.

No act of kindness, no matter how small, is ever wasted.

I step forward to cut him free, when he noticed me and let out a weak growl from where he laid, but didn’t move. I then realize that after closer inspection, this probably isn’t a dog, this is probably a wolf pup, not that it really matters to me at this point. Not only was it a pup, but it was weak and possibly injured too, I didn’t feel like I was taking any real risks. I take off my jacket and place it over his head to avoid being bitten, I hold his jacket-covered head with one hand to steady him and cut the snare loop with the knife in my other hand.

Once freed, I took my jacket back and stood, moving back a few steps. The pup goes on the defence from just having its head held down and covered, baring his fangs and growling once again. Before taking my leave, I reach into the side of my backpack and pull out one of the apples I collected from an apple tree I passed by the previous day. I cut the apple in half and carefully toss them forward to the pup.

Knowing he’s freed and has access to immediate food, I turn and leave, getting ready to find somewhere to set up for the night.

After setting up camp by a fallen tree, I built a fire and settled down to eat some foraged berries and a can of food I came across in a market. A moment after I started to eat, the bushes a ways in front of me started to rustle. I swallow my food and focus on the scene in front of me, clutching the knife sheath on my belt.

To my surprise (and relief) the wolf pup from earlier walks out, cautiously. I watch in bewilderment as it walks up to my camp and walks around the fire, sitting a couple feet from me. After a moment of staring at the creature, I continue to eat my meal.

The brown wolf pup watches as I eat, I figured he might still be hungry or even thirsty, so enjoying the company, I pour some water into a cup and place it down in front of him along with a handful of berries. Surprisingly, he begins to drink immediately then starts to pick through the berries. I half expected him to run off at my movement or in the very least give a warning growl.

After a moment, he finishes and makes his way towards a leafy bush, curls up and lays down. “I guess you’re camping out with me, then.” I say softly. I stoke the fire once more then get ready to sleep for the night.

The next day I decided I was going to head back to San Francisco, it’s been a long time since I left and I was curious to see how it’s changed. I quickly learned that the wolf pup decided it was going to be joining me on my travels, as he has been following me since I woke up. I wasn’t against the idea at all really, I figured that as he grew he would lose the need for comfort and protection and would leave on his own. But until then, I didn’t mind the company, I was rather happy I found a furry beast in Oregon after all.

After a couple of months of making our way to San Francisco, I now found myself looking up at the Golden Gate Bridge once again. “We made it, bud!” I said looking down to the wolf pup, who has grown twice in size since I found him, now reaching up to my knees. “You know, I really should come up with a name for you if you’re going to be sticking around.” I think out loud, bending down and scratching behind his ear.

We cross the bridge, taking note of the amount of destruction. There are broken down cars and military vehicles about mid way through the bridge, a bus that’s been flipped onto its side as well, and not to mention all the bullet holes in everything. “This must’ve been when the military was trying to seize the apes after escaping…”

I shrug and continue walking. I was never one to pay any attention to the news or social media, so I didn’t know much about the whole ordeal, just that a bunch of apes from testing labs escaped and carried a virus that wiped out half the planet or more. Poor things, it’s not their fault.. I like to think they got away, somehow.

After crossing the bridge, we continue until we arrive at the entrance of the Muir woods. “I haven’t been here since I was little. I wonder if it’s changed any since before.” I say as we make our way into the trails.

After walking on and off trails for a couple of days and camping out in random spots, we came across this old looking shelter that was built around a tree to hold it upright. The building itself was not in too bad shape, but you can tell it’s uninhibited. Vegetation was taking the whole place over, inside and out, and some patchwork would need to be done. But seeing this standing deep in the Muir woods after so many years, after everything, it was hard to see the flaws.

“I think we’ve been walking around long enough, don’t you?” I ask the little brown wolf with a hopeful smile. As if to respond, he lets out what sounded most like an attempted ‘woof’. I laugh a little, “Nice one, I didn’t know wolves ‘woofed’. Actually, now that I think of it, I might prefer that. Living with a howling wolf sounds like a bit of a headache.”

I look back up at our fixer-upper shelter, inhaling deep, holding it in for a second longer, then letting it out in a huff, smiling once again.

Walking up to the building, ready and already thinking of what to get started on first, I look down at the small canine running up beside me. “I guess we got some work to do, don’t we, Woofer?”

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I hope you enjoyed the first chapter of my POTA series “Us and Them”! Super long chapter, but this was meant to really get the story going and build up my OC. Every chapter after chapter 1 will be in the present (2 years later) with the shelter restored and Woofer grown up more, Clover and Woofer will travel much further into the Muir woods, where they discover that they have some rather furry and not so social neighbours.

Thank you for reading! I’ll be attempting to post weekly, depending on school as I’m in an accelerated course and get a LOT of assignments every week.

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