#female alien x male reader

[minnophee-writes]

For Science~

A/N: Wrote this for one of my alien OCs 3 years ago, I do plan to write more for my OCs but I know that y'all are here more for the fanfics but wanted to give this a crack. I’ve never written for a male reader before and I hope it wasn’t god awful but I hope to was enjoyable to read. Might write more for my OCs in the future while also writing for my favourite characters. Also not beta-read.

Fandom: Original One-shot

Pairings: Zonnu x Male Reader

Warnings: Pegging, anal sex, anal fingering, alien/human sex, xenophilia, size difference, rough sex, handjob, male! reader

Summary: Reader finds himself in an unfamiliar room when he wakes up. He ventures to find someone for help and stumbles upon an alien life-form, Zonnu. She’s very interested to know how the human male anatomy works when sexually stimulated.

Word Count: 1,401 words

Character: Zonnu owned by @minnophee-draws (me)

Artist: Maplecrepes on ArtFight

You had woken up slightly disorientated, the air was unusually humid than what it should’ve been when you last watched the weather. You rubbed the sleep from your eyes, yawning and stretching as you did, you sat up and realized that you were lying on a bunch of blankets and pillows on the floor, not in your bed like you had last night. You know you didn’t fall asleep on the couch because you remembered getting up to take a quick leak, snacking on some chips in bed before falling asleep.

As you came to that conclusion you then realized that your surroundings weren’t that of your room. As you started to stand up you heard humming from another room, the voice was alluring and you went to find where it was coming from.

‘If I can find whoever’s humming then maybe I can find out how I got here. Wherever “here” is’ You thought as you walked down the hallway.

When travelling down the hall further the humming got louder and louder, so you knew you were getting close to the mysterious voice, and it happened to be in the only room down the long hallway – the giant, double mahogany doors open ajar. Upon creaking it open a little more to fit your body through your eyes laid on a figure you did not expect to see ever.

An alien.

“Holy shit, did that thing abduct me?” You whispered as you froze in place, your wide eyes scanned the alien while trying to make sense if you were truthfully seeing it or not.

“I am not a thing; I am a Mundari, or what you would call an 'extra-terrestrial'. I have heard many things about humans, I wanted to study one to squish my curiosity, so I decided to take one – that being you.”

“Oh, um, okay… What kind of things have you heard about us?“

“I heard that only human males have a prostate gland, not both males and females. With my species, both males and females have prostate glands because both need to produce fertility fluids to breed and mark their mate so that other Mundari cannot claim them.” You blinked; this new information was confusing yet interesting but you had so many questions.

When you were about to ask one of your many questions, Zonnu continued, halting you as she went on about her interesting findings of humans.

“I also find the fact that the human anus can stretch up to 7 inches before taking damage was particularly interesting because Mundari anuses can stretch up to 17 inches before taking damage. And human males have very average sized phalluses. Male Mundari have phalluses that are 19 inches long while female phalluses are only 10 inches.” The alien stared at you with 5 orange eyes as they calmly explained their newfound information about the human anatomy.

“W-wait – your females have dicks?” You stammered, completely taken aback that their females have penises.

“Indeed. Mine is exactly 10 inches, but some females have phalluses that are 12 to 14 inches, though that is rare.”

You choked on your breath as you tried to process if you had heard the alien correctly or not. ‘So, the alien is a female…’ You must’ve voiced your thoughts aloud because they responded to you.

“Oh, how rude of me to not introduce myself properly. My name is Zonnu, I am a Mundari and - of course - I am female.” After her introduction, she sat up from where she was lying down on her own pile of blankets and pillows and you finally noticed her breasts.

‘How had I not noticed those before? Jeez, I must be blind.’ You thought as your eyes glanced over her breasts, her muscular arms, curvy hips, and strong legs. For an alien, she was beautiful, and her markings on her body reminded you of a Puffin.

Zonnu laid back, relaxed, and gazed at you with what you could assume was a sensual look if her tone was anything to go by.

“Would you like to join me? I’m sure we could both benefit learning about each other up close~”

‘Yep, definitely sensual vibes.’ You walked over to her, nonetheless.

As you crept closer to Zonnu, a sweet-smelling scent fluttered into your nose, smelling of lavender and peaches, making you feel slightly light-headed. When you stood in front of her, she pulled you down, your legs on either side of her waist – straddling her. Zonnu had begun to purr, the vibrations stimulating your balls and your loose shorts felt tighter than before. You let your head tilt back from the pleasure, grinding slightly on her stomach while you felt the faint sensation of a hand creeping up your thigh and up the leg opening of your shorts.

Zonnu’s fingers finally reach their destination, brushing against your hard cock, and your body twitching for a moment at the feeling it brought. It started to feel really hot and you wanted more of what she was offering so you stripped yourself bare for her, your cock bobbing with every movement you made, and she purred louder at your display of undressing. When you tried rubbing your cock against her slit, she stopped you and pushed you back, one hand encasing the both of yours.

“Spread your legs, male. I want to see you.” Her other hand rubbed your thigh to soothe your nerves.

You then spread your legs, your member throbbing with need and beads of pre-cum dropped onto your stomach. Her eyes traced very part of your genitalia with curiosity and arousal before guiding her hand down your twitching shaft before probing your puckered hole. You groaned with uncertainty, you had never done anything with your ass, never tried anal play or even had a prostate exam to know what it would feel like to have anything inserted into your asshole, but Zonnu’s cooing was calming, making you relax as she used some of your pre-cum as lube, then inserting her thumb into your tight hole.

You gasped from the oddly pleasant sensation, not expecting it to feel as enjoyable as you originally thought. Her thumb grazed something deep within that released a very loud moan from between your lips. She hit it again and again, causing more moans and mewls to escape your mouth. Zonnu let go of your hands before grasping your cock with it, stroking it which enhanced your feeling of delight. She suddenly removed her thumb, leaving you feeling empty, but not for long. You then felt a slightly wet object probing your asshole before slowly sliding in, stretching you pleasurably and hitting that certain spot while also feeling like it was reaching deeper. You glanced down, wanting to see what was inside you, only for your eyes to widen and breath to stutter when you realized it was her tentacle-like cock. It came from her slit, with what you figured housed both a vagina and a penis, and it was slick which made it easy for it to penetrate your ass. Zonnu’s hips rocked roughly, slapping into the back of your thighs, her hand that was stroking your hard member moved faster, making your balls tighten, wanting to spurt all your cum. Zonnu then cried out, her dick inflating slightly with a knot at the base while her cum filled your ass, only some of it managed to leak out. With the feeling of her fluids spilling into you and her hand tightening around your shaft with her fast pace jerking, you groaned, your cum shooting out onto your chest, stomach, and chin.

Your breathing was heavy and your limbs fell limp, you could barely move, only moving your head sluggishly. Zonnu then slipped her penis out of your twitching asshole, cum flowing out, load after load, you were surprised there was so much of it. Zonnu hummed with satisfaction with how much you came as well, it was more than what she was expecting. She scooped a bit from your chest, her face morphing open to reveal her mouth and tongue, licking your cum from her finger and tasting you.

“Mmm, I liked this little experiment, I want to try another.”

Let’s just say, it was a long night of Zonnu seeing how the human male anatomy functions and reacts to different types of sexual stimulus. You couldn’t argue, it was the best time of your life.

A/N: Hope I didn't do too bad for 3 years ago lmao. Please fave and reblog if you liked the story and follow for more <3

[davinawritings]

Monster stalker that wants his scent on you so bad that he cums in your hair products.

He knows you always use leave in conditioner after your shower so obviously that is his main target. It is already a thick, white, and creamy consistency anyway.

He waits outside your home until he sees you leave before he breaks in. He dumps half of the product down the sink, making sure no trace is left behind.

He spends hours just cumming over and over again into the bottle. He mixes it up well so you don’t notice. Your human nose can only smell the scent of the synthetic fragrance.

His scent may not be noticeable to humans but other monsters will be able to smell his claim on you.

He only needs to keep the other monsters away a little longer. He has almost finished renovating his house, making everything perfect for his little human. Once that’s done he’ll be able to take you and claim you as his own. Then he can fill your cunt with his cum and truly claim you.

Until then, this will have to do.

❤️🖤💕💕🖤❤️

[yandere-kokeshi]

I remember you posted that you write alien vs predator now, so if possible could you write something about a yandere yautja x chubby!f!reader??? Like maybe she accidentally witnessed some them hunting on earth but as they were going to kill her another yautja grabbed her and ran or fought the others, he’s usually content just watching but she was threatened and he couldn’t stay away…. Or even just headcanons about them and what they’d be like as a partner

Sorry🫣

— Yandere Yautja with a female! chubby mate

Warnings: yandere behavior, talks about chubby reader, and yautja stuff.

A/N: I changed it up a bit and decided to write headcanons about having a darling who is chubby. I hope that’s alright :)

In his planet, or rather culture, female Yautja have a naturally larger and masculine build: muscular thighs, fit hands that’ll be thrown at anybody, and a good athletic build. But, since the day he saw you and touched you? He died at the second, and swore to protect you to all the Gods. And ensuring, you’d be his by the end of the night. 

To get it easy — he sees no issue with your size. Generally sees you as a ‘plushy’ and more huggable, there’s nothing wrong with that. 

But if he senses you being sad over your weight, he clicks in annoyance. How dare you insult yourself like that? Within seconds, he hikes you up on his shoulders by one hand, showing you that weight doesn’t mean a thing to him, so nor should you care. 

It’s no surprise that Yautja’s love heat, and your beloved mate sees you as a heat source. He has to be touching you at every given moment, muzzling his face deeper into your belly rolls as you two sleep in. 

Finds your stretch marks remarkable. Scars are a symbol of strength, and are praised highly in the culture and with your lovely Yautja, he views them as a form of scars. 

Handsy to a capitalized H, and doesn’t know a thing of personal space. Your skin is so warm and soft, his paws squishing and handling you is his favorite hobby. Adores the scent you have, and uses your thighs as pillows. 

Generally would love for you to go naked in the house. Nudity isn’t a source of shame in yautja culture, so he’d be confused if he sees you embarrassed. In all, he admires and wishes for the day to come; imagining himself pulling your clothes off, chirping and clicking in excitement as his hand covers your hips and addicting curves. 

Very protective, and whilst that’s guaranteed with his aggressive stance, it’s mustered up a bit because of how gorgeous you are. He’s convinced that if any other ‘ooman, or yautja, sees you – they might get attracted and try to steal you away. He’s ready to fight and tear off limbs if must. Possessive to its finest. 

Treats you with the finest things he can find and cook. He cooks you amazing food, ones that leave your mouth salivating, and wakes you up with breakfast in bed; admiring your sleep figure and messy hair from awakening. 

Loves to dress you up in clothes, especially if it’s in pelts that he hunted for you. Admires looking at you from behind, smiling like he’s made the day, and stares you down like a mad-man. You’re just so cute, ‘ooman.

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[nosyrobin]

“Confusing…”

TAMARANEAN!READER X BIRDFLASH

A/N: y/n’s gender is not mentioned. Imagine them as your own gender if you like.

“You are confusing?” The Tamaranean said, floating with fiery hair as they follow the speedster who had taken a liken to the alien teen. “Yeah I’m confused Fire…it’s just. I like dick but…” “but what interferes with your feelings of love?” The alien teen floats in-front of the red head who jolts in a little at the face to face with the [color/orange/tanned] skinned person.

“It’s…complicated. I think..I like two people?” Wally says, his face starts to get red. He hasn’t admitted to himself that he likes his best friend..and the alien that is talking to him right as of now. “Is it common on your planet to love two of such?” The teen stood floating, stoping in-front of the speedster. Wally just rubs the back of his neck.

“I…I think so? I don’t know.” Wally sighed, the green eyed glowing teen only smiled in sympathy. “Do you wish for the hugs?” They said, opening their arms. Wally smiles, “yeah…I could go for some.” He walks into the alien’s arms. Welcoming their warmth that they collect from the sun itself. Wally lays his head on their chest, he feels the teenager rub his back smoothly up and down. Making him feel more relax in the minute.

Hearing footsteps, the two turn around to see Robin walking in his casual clothes. Shades on and everything. “Robin!” The Tamaranean exclaims. Letting go of the speedster and speeding over to hug the young boy. “Oh Robin! How have you been? Have you had the glorious time?” They said, Robin blushed a little, a goofy smile as Wally goes over to the two. “I’m good Fire. How’s your time with Wally over here?” The two teens look at the red haired speedster who was panicking mentally at how his two crushes are staring at him.

He might as well have a panic attack when he gets cornered by them both. “We had the wonderful time talking! Bonding is very special on my planet of Tamaran.” You say happily, holding Wally’s arm with Robin’s in your other hand. “We shall do the hanging out more!” The Tamaranean dragged the two boys, the two boys laughed at the excitement of the alien teen. The two look at each other with warm smiles, then going to look at the fiery hair of their teammate.

God it was confusing for Wally, loving his best friend and an alien teammate who joined the team months ago. He’s so not gonna live through this soon.

[deunmiu-dessie]

ⅷ▬ ⁽ 𝒶𝓁𝒾𝑒𝓃 ⁾

𝓌𝑜𝓇𝒹 𝒸𝑜𝓊𝓃𝓉 ♡︎ : ₈˖₅ₖ ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡

𝓌𝒶𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈 ♡︎ : unedited, plot, alien/human, fluff, nim'xen is a simp, he falls first and then falls harder. ₍⑅ᐢ..ᐢ₎

૮ ˙Ⱉ˙ ა ʳᵃʷʳ ⁿᵒᵗᵉˢ : no smut, but! a cute little unfinished one-shot of mine.

𝓈𝓊𝓂𝓂𝒶𝓇𝓎 ♡︎: on the way home from the store, the unthinkable happens.

꒰male!alien ₊⊹ afab!reader꒱

“Breaking News: Massive Asteroid Comes Dangerously Close to Earth, Scientists Unaware Until Hours Later.

In a stunning turn of events, a colossal asteroid, previously known as ZTFoDxQ but now identified as Asteroid QG, narrowly missed colliding with Earth. The planet-sized asteroid made its closest-known approach to our planet on Sunday at 12:08 a.m. EDT, coming within a mere 1,830 miles. This remarkable event marks the closest asteroid flyby ever recorded, where the celestial object managed to survive the encounter unscathed, as confirmed by NASA.

However, the surprises didn't end there. Just this afternoon at 1:00 p.m., reports have emerged that a fragment of the asteroid has broken off and penetrated Earth's atmosphere. The exact location of impact is currently being evacuated as a precautionary measure. 

 Scientists are scrambling to analyze the data and understand how such a massive asteroid managed to come so close to Earth without being detected until hours later. The lack of awareness has raised concerns about the effectiveness of current asteroid detection systems and the potential risks posed by near-Earth objects.

NASA and other space agencies around the world are now working to improve their monitoring and detection capabilities to prevent similar surprises in the future. The incident has also sparked discussions about the need for increased funding and resources for asteroid detection and deflection efforts.

As the world watches in awe and relief at the near miss, the incident serves as a stark reminder of the potential dangers lurking in space and the importance of continued vigilance in monitoring the skies for potential threats. Stay tuned for further updates on this developing story.” 

3 months later

“Can you do me a favor, sweetheart?”

Interrupting your peeling, you raised your eyes from the bowl of potatoes, freezing the peeler in your hand. You cast a frustrated glance at her, your annoyance thinly veiled behind a strained smile. You were already handling most of the cooking for the evening, so what more could she want from you?

Interpreting your insincere smile as a signal of agreement, she resumed her task of tending to the bubbling broth on the stove, deftly chopping the carrots and watching them plunge into the savory liquid with a satisfying plop. "Your sister's going on a trip tomorrow and I totally spaced on getting her food. She likes turkey right? I'll just throw together a sandwich for her." 

A soft snicker escaped you as the peeler slipped from your hand and plunged into the water-filled bowl. You shifted your attention towards her, trying to decipher if she was genuinely serious or not. Yet, as you locked eyes with her, she responded with an arched eyebrow and an inquisitive grin.

"Jess has a poultry allergy, Mom." 

The woman paused briefly, inhaling deeply to gather her thoughts. As she glanced up at you, she shifted her hip to the side. Her apologetic expression seemed somewhat contrived. "Of course, I should have remembered. I'm sorry, honey." 

It was understandable that the woman might eventually forget. She wasn't the one who hurriedly took Jess to the hospital when she had her first experience with it, she wasn't the one who remained by the girl's side day and night, eagerly waiting for her to regain consciousness. But you were. You were Jess's first in everything. You had always been there for her, so it's only natural that the bond between the two of you grew strong. You knew all about her allergies, her preferences, her school crushes— you felt like more of a mother to her than her biological one.

 "Whatever. I'll pack her lunch." 

You swivel the chair and slide off of it. "The blue card, right?" As she nods her head absentmindedly, almost as if she's in a daze, you leave the kitchen with a frown etched on your face.

Snatching your keys from the hook, you hastily slide into your gym shoes, relieved that you hadn't bothered changing your clothes. You stand at the bottom of the stairs and shift your weight. "Jess! I'm going to the store, do you want anything?!" You delve into your mom's purse, sifting through the chaotic contents until you locate her wallet and retrieve the blue card food stamp card.

   After a brief silence, her bedroom door swings open and she rushes towards the railing, a bright smile on her face. " Ice cream? Shark week came and I've been really craving strawberry ice cream."  You give a nod and quickly retrieve your jacket from the closet. "Do you need any money for the trip tomorrow? I can take some out on my way back." 

The young girl shakes her head, her eyes filled with adoration. You raise an eyebrow but still nod in understanding. Retrieving your phone from your pocket, you give it a gentle shake. "Text me if you need anything, but be quick about it." Without waiting for her response, you swiftly unlock the door and make your way onto the porch.

The sky is adorned with a delicate blend of pink and deep purple, gradually blending into the mysterious darkness of the night. A gentle breeze carries a subtle chill, but you embrace it without a word, wrapping your jacket tightly around your being. Swiftly, you navigate towards your vehicle, unlocking the door and sinking into the plush leather seat. A faint hint of smoke dances in the air, causing your nose to crinkle in response. Without hesitation, you lower the window, letting it air out.

As the smell dissipates you roll up the window and rub your hands together from the cold.

 With a flick of a switch, the heat begins to flow, gradually filling the space and caressing your cheeks with a gentle warmth. The jacket you wear, once a shield against the chill, now threatens to make you feel almost too warm. With a contented smile, you leave the driveway behind and glide swiftly down the street, embraced by the cozy ambiance within.

 As you embark on the drive, the radio remains silent, allowing your thoughts to drift away. Your thumb dances lightly on the steering wheel, lost in a world of its own. Deep down, you had already made up your mind to have Jess by your side once you left. There was no way your parents could take care of her, especially with what you've heard today. 

 Your job was well-paying and you had saved up to rent and secure a two-bedroom apartment at an astonishingly reasonable cost, despite its pristine condition. Nestled within a delightful community, the apartment stood conveniently close to Jess' school. Naturally, obtaining their consent would be imperative, yet even if they were to resist, you would unhesitatingly embark on a legal journey to assert your rights. Yet even if they were to resist, you would unhesitatingly them to court. 

  You wanted a better life for Jess, you wanted the rest of her remaining years of growth to unfold effortlessly. Your affection for her was so profound that witnessing her spiral, just as you had, while residing with your parents was simply inconceivable.

Startled by a gentle tap on your window, you were momentarily transported from the reverie you had been lost in while sitting in the Kroger's parking lot. Your mind had been wandering, lost in a sea of thoughts. With your heart pounding in your chest, you slowly shifted your gaze towards the source of the sound and cautiously opened the window, allowing a sliver of the outside world to seep in.

 She was an elderly lady, much older than you, with a look of homelessness about her. Her shirt was stained and torn, her jeans in tatters, and her face covered in grime. You hesitated for a moment before offering her a warm smile and rolling down your window just a tad further.

  "Hi, do you need something?"

As her murmurs dance in disarray, fragments of words manage to intertwine, and in a fleeting moment, a shiver cascades down your spine. " You're. . . Die. . . Tonight."  

Her expression is vacant, her gaze distant, and the fidgety way she picks at her cuticles hints at her unease. Even though you feel a sense of discomfort, a strong urge to leave the parking lot doesn't overcome you. Instead, you reach into the glove compartment, retrieve a crumpled $20 bill, and gently pass it through the window.

 You recoil in shock as she snatches it out of your hand, making sure to quickly wobble off. With your heart racing, you roll up the window and sink into the headrest, trying to soothe your jangled nerves. What the hell was that about? The only conclusion you can draw is that she must be a deranged old woman.

After finally catching your breath, you unlock your car door and slide out, card in hand. Gently inserting the blue plastic into the slot at the back of your phone case, you carefully place it in your pocket. The night had fallen, and you were eager to return to the comfort of your home.

You took a cart from the parking lot racks and pushed it inside, feeling the chill of the air as you entered the store. "Hmm, what should I pick up for Jess?"

—

   "Jess! Mom! I'm home!" You set the bags onto the dining room table and wait there with a cocked hip. Within moments, Jess emerges from her room and descends the stairs in a flurry. A gentle smile adorns your face as you present the tub of delectable ice cream, relishing in the delightful sound of her joyful squeal.

  "Ah! Thank you, thank you, thank you!" With a grateful smile, she plants a sweet kiss on your cheek and pulls you into a warm embrace. She then heads to the kitchen, excitedly searching through the drawer for a spoon. Your mother, already present in the kitchen, peeks out from behind the corner.

You notice her face contorting into a slight frown paired with a gentle smile. You recognize that look instantly, so you grab the car keys and smoothly slide the card off the table. Her eyes soften with regret as she passes you a tiny list. "It's just a few things, the ingredients for Jakiya's birthday cake that slipped my mind. Do you mind picking them up?"

   You raised an eyebrow, lips pursed. "I don't necessarily have a choice, mom." Your mom huffed and rolled her eyes. "It's a simple yes or no question, don't be difficult." Despite your strained relationship with your mom, you made an effort to avoid arguments when Jess was present.

Speaking of which, Jess had stopped rummaging in the drawer, body strung tight like a bow. Your gaze softened as you released a weary, deep sigh. You were completely fed up with your parents' nonsense, but Jess shouldn't have to witness the constant fighting between the three of you.

With a gentle nibble on the tender flesh of your cheek, you gracefully acknowledged your mother's request, enveloping yourself in the comforting embrace of your jacket. "Sure mom, what do you need?"

A smile of gratitude adorned her face as she pushed a small list towards you. You grinned wryly as you snatched it, then swiftly headed towards the door. The sun had long set, plunging the world into darkness. The street lights flickered weakly, barely illuminating the empty streets.

 Jess gazes at you as you prepare to depart, smiling guiltily.  With a playful roll of your eyes, you silently express your affection, mouthing the words 'I love you' and blowing a tender kiss in her direction. Her nose scrunches up adorably, but her face lights up with a radiant smile as she reciprocates the gesture. As you steal a glance to the side, you catch sight of your mother observing the exchange, her eyes filled with a bittersweet longing.

 "Text me if there's something else, I'm not going back out later." The words were directed towards Jess, but she dismissed them with a wave of her hand and reached for a large spoon from the drawer. Stepping outside, you were greeted by the refreshing embrace of the cool, crisp air, causing you to release a frustrated sigh. The sound of your keys jingled as you retrieved them from your pocket, pressing a button to unlock the car doors. With a swift motion, you hopped into the front seat and firmly closed the door behind you.

 You wait impatiently as the engine sputters before shutting off. Resting your head on the steering wheel, you attempt a few more times before surrendering. Frustrated, you hit the dashboard and recline in your seat. If you were to go inside and inform your mom that the car wouldn't start, she'd make you walk anyway.

With a sigh escaping your lips, you swing open the door and slide from the seat locking the doors behind you. Embarking on your journey towards Kroger, you find yourself humming a gentle melody, adding a touch of serenity to your brisk pace towards the supermarket. The night envelops you in a tranquil embrace, yet the houses you pass by are alive with vibrant activity. As you stroll along, your gaze wanders towards the windows, offering glimpses into the lives unfolding within.

    Some families are cooking while others are at the table already eating. Happiness danced in the air, casting its enchanting spell upon every corner. Yet, as you observed this idyllic scene, a twinge of envy tugged at your heartstrings. Growing up, you yearned for such a blissful atmosphere that seemed to elude you. At the tender age of nine, your parents bestowed upon you the title of maturity, deeming you wise beyond your years. And while, yes, you possessed a certain level of wisdom, it did not equate to being capable enough to care for your baby sister.

 It fell upon you to fetch Jess from daycare and ensure a safe journey back home for the two of you. It was your responsibility to prepare meals for both of you after school. The weight of raising your four-year-old sister and yourself rested solely on your shoulders, as there was no one else to do it for you. Over time, the bond between both of you and your parents had weakened. They were seldom present, and when they were, disagreements ensued. You made an effort to keep the arguments hushed whenever Jess was around. She often blamed herself for the strained relationship between you, your mom, and your dad.

As you stroll along the dimly lit street, a sudden hush falls upon your heart as the echo of footsteps reaches your ears. Time seems to stand still, and for a fleeting moment, your heart skips a beat. Yet, amidst the uncertainty, you cling to a glimmer of hope, imagining that those footsteps might belong to a passerby, innocently treading the same path as you.

They draw nearer, their footsteps quickening. You swallow your trepidation, nearly stumbling as a man's voice pierces the air. "Excuse me!" His voice resonates with a deep, thunderous timbre, sending shivers down your spine. You flinch, but press on, hastening towards the bustling street where the glow of passing cars illuminates the pavement and towering structures. Towards the sanctuary of safety.

 "Hey! I'm talking to you." 

  You're almost there. You start to jog a little but they've closed in a bit too much. Their presence looms closer, their energy palpable. Just as panic threatens to consume you, you part your lips to release a piercing scream, only to find that silence has enveloped the air.

A gentle breeze rustles the leaves of a bush, followed by a brief, hushed cry that fades into silence. The chirping of crickets has ceased, leaving a stillness that envelops the world. With uncertainty, you glance behind you and collapse to the ground as the two men have vanished. Gazing up at the night sky, the reflection in your eyes, you offer silent gratitude to whoever intervened and saved you in that fleeting moment.

   You stand up and you resume your journey, eventually arriving at the bustling street. Though your legs falter when you notice the woman from earlier sitting on a bus stop bench. The impact of the $20 becomes evident as she savors a warm, nourishing meal, and her once weary eyes seem to be less bloodshot. 

 A part of you hesitates to pass by her, yet you dismiss that fleeting sense of unease and march towards her. It appears that she is also cautious of your presence, as her head swiftly turns towards you—almost as if she is just as cognizant of you as you are of her. Her gaze drifts beyond your shoulder and her eyes widen, a sheer terror reflecting in them. She abandons her meal, rises with some effort, clutches onto her bag, and hastens away.

Your brows knit together and you cast a glance over your shoulder, a whirlwind of bewilderment dancing in your gaze. There is no one lingering in the shadows and the surroundings appear undisturbed. Returning your attention to her path, you discover that she has vanished into thin air. A sense of unease settles within you as you resume your journey towards the store, diligently keeping a watchful eye on the space behind you.

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The parking lot is nearly empty when you leave the store. Alongside you, a stream of tired employees bid farewell to their workday, their footsteps echoing in harmony with your own. Amid this scene, a message from Jess illuminates your phone, informing you that dinner has already been prepared. However, a bittersweet note lingers as their parents, driven by impatience, have chosen to indulge in the meal without your presence.

      The girl had put you some food up and would eat with you when you got home. You tell her that it's fine and for her to go to sleep. She responds back with the middle finger emoji. You let out a soft laugh and gently tuck your phone away, resuming your journey back home. In moments like these, you can't help but appreciate the invaluable presence of your sister. She is the unwavering support that keeps you grounded, the guiding light that helps you navigate through life's challenges. It is because of her that you find the strength to persevere, even in the face of your parents' constant demands.

Raising Jess, despite its challenges, has molded you into the person you are now. A person who is dependable, always on time, patient, and strong-willed. You possess the remarkable ability to adapt swiftly and thrive in any endeavor you undertake. If your parents hadn't entrusted you with the responsibility of raising your sister, none of these remarkable qualities would have blossomed within you. Although it may be bittersweet, raising Jess has truly been a hidden blessing, concealed in the depths of life's mysteries.

As you hurriedly make your way home, you take a shortcut and find yourself in the dimly lit parking lot of a mysterious barber shop. Instantly, a wave of regret washes over you as you stumble upon a group of men engaged in some clandestine activity. Panic sets in, and you quickly decide to retreat. However, fate has other plans for you. In your haste, you accidentally collide with a solid chest, causing you to freeze in your tracks. 

When you gather the courage to look up, you are met with a sight that leaves you breathless. Standing before you is a towering figure, adorned with intricate tattoos that seem to tell stories of their own. His pierced septum and eyebrow only add to his intimidating presence, and his annoyed expression sends shivers down your spine. As his eyebrows furrow, you can't help but do a double take at his striking attractiveness.

 "Watch where you're going, woman." You nod in agreement and attempt to move aside, but a member of the group lets out a disrespectful whistle. Your body tenses as you try to keep walking, only to have your wrist grabbed by another individual. "Where do you think you're going? You're such a pretty little thing."  

"I just want to get home. Please, let me go." Your attempt at a stern tone falters as your voice quivers and a hiccup escapes. Laughter fills the air, causing you to shrink back as if confronting a pack of wolves. Six of them. 

   The mysterious figure you collided with earlier firmly grasps the man who is restraining your wrist. " I don't have all fucking night Tyler. Either give me my shit, or I'm going to blow your brains across this goddamn lot." 

The atmosphere suddenly becomes hushed, as if time itself holds its breath. A distant memory resurfaces, a conversation shared with your sister, where you both playfully pondered about how you would handle such a situation. Laughter filled the air as you jokingly mentioned pepper spray and karate moves. But now, in this very moment, fear grips your heart, rendering you utterly petrified.

    Tyler releases his grip on you, causing a small, trembling breath to escape your lips. "Jesus, Dom. I was just joking," he says nervously, glancing at his friends for support. A few chuckle while others remain silent.

 Dom gazes at you, his eyes narrowing slightly. "Go. Before I change my mind." Despite the stern tone, there is a softness in his eyes that reassures you. You thank him profusely and speed walk away from the group. 

The moment you thought you were making headway, the piercing screams and the thunderous gunshots shatter the night's calmness. Time seems to stand still as the world around you falls into an eerie silence once again. With a lump in your throat, you quicken your pace, feeling the weight of tears welling up in your eyes.

This couldn't possibly be the end for you. It simply couldn't. You still had a duty to care for your sister, to provide her with a better life than you ever had. You longed to shield her from your parents, but how could you do that if you were no longer alive?

   As you sprint away, tightly holding onto the groceries, a gasp escapes your lips before a hand covers your mouth, guiding you into a hidden bush. The struggle feels like the most intense challenge you've ever faced. Through a tiny gap, you catch a glimpse of your groceries left behind on the pavement.

  " Shh, little female." 

As if by magic, a wave of calm washes over you the moment you recognize the familiar presence of 'Dom'. Tears cascade down your cheeks, and you gently rest your hands upon his, feeling the rhythmic beats of your heart resonating in your ears. As you glance through the foliage, a gasp escapes your lips upon seeing 'Tyler' once again. Yet, he appears far from human this time. His complexion is a mesmerizing shade of deep purple, and his face is adorned with four fiery red eyes and a menacing set of frothing, razor-sharp teeth.

His mouth oozes with saliva, which cascades onto the solid ground and creates a sizzling noise. It was acidic. Dom embraces you tightly, his free hand ascending. In his grasp, a peculiar gun emerges, unlike anything you have ever laid eyes upon. With precision, he positions the barrel's tip against the peephole, his finger gently caressing the trigger. As the gun powers up, a radiant orange glow illuminates its entire frame, casting an ethereal aura. The release is nearly soundless, as a beam pierces through 'Tyler's forehead. 

He moves away from you, emerging from the bushes, taking your stunned body in his arms and lifting you up gently. Running his fingers through his hair, the white locks falling smoothly into place.

As your gaze meets his, your mortal eyes widen in awe. He appears changed, yet undeniably captivating in a strange, otherworldly manner. His complexion is a deep shade of grey, adorned with intricate tattoos in an unfamiliar script. Some markings are white, while others emit a haunting red glow. His hair, too, is a ghostly white, almost pulsating with life. His eyes, a cloudy white, give the impression of blindness, yet two more eyes rest just below the main set. The piercings on his nose and eyebrow remain, adding to his enigmatic allure.

 You take a step back, but he gives you a piercing look that freezes you in place "What are you?" Without a word, he hesitates for a moment before taking your hand and leading you away. "Where are we going?" Your voice trembles with fear. Dom halts and releases your hand. He gestures towards the lifeless body.  "Do you see that? Hundreds of those things have already touched Terra, 3 earth months ago." 

  You shiver and wrap your arms around yourself, trying to keep warm. The deep timber of his voice brings you back to reality. "They proliferate with astonishing speed, ceaselessly multiplying. Your planet is infested, we're only here to see if it was preventable. We were too late." 

As he looks down upon you, his eyes soften, embracing the sight of your trembling figure.  "Our ultimate aim is to gather a chosen few among humanity and escort you to a hospitable planet, so that you can once again repopulate."

You shake your head slowly, taking a step back, "I cannot abandon my sister here." Dom releases a fierce growl, pointing his gun towards you and firing. The beam narrowly misses you, striking another monster in the head.

"Make it quick."

In a flurry of movement, you dart into the house, the groceries slipping from your grasp and finding their place on the table in a haphazard manner. Dom follows silently, his presence masked by a cloaking device that renders him invisible to the naked eye. 

Your heart races within your chest, a wild stallion galloping against the confines of its cage, as you ascend the stairs with reckless abandon, the sound of your footsteps reverberating loudly against the wooden steps. Bursting into Jess' room, a wave of relief washes over you, a grateful prayer whispered under your breath. Taking a seat on her bed, your smile quivers with a mixture of emotions.

Her expression is one of bewilderment and a touch of fear. Tenderly, you sweep a strand of hair away from her face. "Do me a favor, my sweet girl. Pack some clothes, but pack light. I'll explain on the way but do it quickly." Jess has always trusted your decisions without hesitation, and she won't begin to question them now. She swiftly jumps out of bed and retrieves a bookbag from her wardrobe, the very same one you both use during your camping adventures.

"We don't have much time, little female." His tone isn't rushing in the slightest but you quickly head to your room and grab your book bag. You gather only the essentials - tough denim, comfortable shirts, reliable footwear, empty notebooks, and writing tools.

Jess rushed into the room, packing faster than anticipated, much to your relief. You take her hand and guide her out, but suddenly a loud crash interrupts. Both of you scream and huddle in the corner. Dom reveals himself and fires a shot, striking the massive creature in the shoulder. Its deafening roar rattles the house and you hear your parents' heavy footsteps approaching. Just as the monster lunges towards you, Dom takes aim and shoots it in the head. Neon blood splatters the wall, causing it to slowly dissolve.

With wide, frightened eyes, Jess looks up at you as you cling to her protectively. Your parents step into the room, dressed in their robes, shocked expressions on their faces as they take in the scene in front of them. Dom pays no attention to them, instead turning his gaze towards you and giving you a once-over.

" Are you ready?" 

 With a subtle nod, you accept his outstretched hand, intertwining your fingers with his while ensuring your younger sister is safe by your side. The first to break the silence is your father, his voice laced with bewilderment. "What the hell is happening?!" His eyes fixate on you, as if you hold the key to unraveling this enigma. Disregarding his inquiry, Dom strides past, leading the three of you down the staircase. Your parents trail behind, bombarding you with a flurry of questions. Despite their persistent curiosity, you make a conscious effort to block out their voices, but your mother intervenes by snatching Jess away from your side.

With a sudden movement, the girl breaks free and falls into your waiting arms. Dom brandishes his weapon, his expression icy and resolute. Your mother retreats, seeking solace in the arms of your father.

 Dom takes the lead, while the two of you follow closely. Observing Jess, he sees her slight build and anticipates she may have difficulty keeping pace. However, he remains utterly unfazed, not a hint of complaint escaping his lips. In a surprising display of strength, he effortlessly lifts her, prompting her to let out a startled yelp, and places her book bag on his shoulder.

" We need to move fast. Keep up."

 As you secure your book bag and inhale deeply, a rush of adrenaline courses through you. Dom sprints ahead, weapon in hand. The sound of breaking glass startles you, disrupting the tranquility of the surroundings you had just passed. The anguished cries of parents and children tug at your heartstrings, but your focus remains on Jess.

—

 The length of time you've been running is a blur, your legs now numb from the effort. Nevertheless, you persist, matching his pace as best as you can. Jess has succumbed to sleep, worn out from the night's adventures. You grin wearily at her and give yourself a firm slap on the cheeks, determined to stay awake.

 Dom is pleasantly surprised by how far you've been able to sprint, appreciating your resilience and commitment to your kin. As the three of you reach a vast clearing, he gradually slows down and halts. You catch up to him, panting heavily, with sweat glistening on your skin. You look at him, curious as to why he's stopped. Dom raises his arm and utters something in his native tongue. The gauntlet beeps and responds to him in kind.

The once vacant clearing now teems with life as your gaze is captivated by the majestic arrival of a ship. Its sheer grandeur overwhelms you, compelling you to take a step back. Towering above, the ship's entrance demands you to tilt your head back. 

As Dom guides you onward, the hatch swings open, inviting you to step onto its surface. A warm welcome awaits you from a gathering of his companions, each adorned in vibrant hues, yet all sharing the distinctive feature of milky white eyes. Drawing nearer to Dom, you find solace in the proximity of your sister. They engage in conversation briefly, before the hatch seals shut and Dom secures his firearm in its holster. " You will be safe here. The ship will take off tomorrow night when my people come with more of your kind."

  He leads the two of you to a room, one big bed placed in the middle of it accompanied by a smattering of curious contraptions. The walls exude an ethereal shade of slate grey metal, while a petite window graces the space just above a cozy sitting area. Tenderly, Dom settles Jess upon the bed and places the bag on a nearby table. He looks towards you and motions forward. "Rest."

As he moves towards the room's exit, you seize his hand. Your eyes betray a lack of trust, not in him, but in the very ship and its occupants. Dom stares at you, his emotions veiled, and you struggle to hold back tears. " Will you come back? Are you leaving us?" 

 In Dom's world, the idea of a female requiring reassurance and assistance was unfamiliar territory. The females on his planet, known as sîmalę, were formidable warriors, often occupying positions of power surpassing those of the males. Dom found himself fortunate to have gotten his position. [ Female¹]

He reminds himself that you are a human hailing from the terra planet. The concept of hunting or encountering creatures that did not resemble pets or the animals confined within the cages of a zoo was foreign to you. Dom gently releases your hand from his grasp, his gaze emanating reassurance despite the vacancy in his expression." Sleep, little female and this one will be back soon."  

Observing as you reluctantly nod, you make your way towards the bed. With tenderness, you remove your sister's shoes and tuck her in, finding solace in this simple act of nurturing. Your savior exits the room, leaving you to collapse onto your knees, tears cascading from your eyes. The events of today crash upon you with the intensity of a thunderstorm, and you come to the realization that it is now solely you and your sister. A small part of you regrets not bringing your parents along, but you have convinced yourself that it was the wisest choice.

 " What's wrong?"

You swiftly brush away the tears with the back of your hand. Gazing at your sister, you grasp her hand gently in yours. Her eyes hold a hint of doubt as you shake your head. It was crucial to show Jess that you were the pillar of strength, assuring her safety and control.

  "It's nothing, I'm just exhausted. Let's head to sleep okay?" Jess nods, revealing the empty side of the bed for you to rest on. You kick off your shoes and wrap yourself in the comforter. Jess joins you promptly, nestling beside you to provide warmth. The lights recognize your need for rest and dim down.

  "I love you." 

You grin and hold her hand in yours. "I love you too."

—-

The gentle murmur of voices pulls you from your slumber, but Jess is no longer by your side, leaving you feeling a sense of emptiness. Your eyes gradually open, taking in your surroundings. A sleepy yawn escapes your lips as you sit up in bed. The voices fall silent, only to be replaced by Jess' voice, beckoning you to join the conversation.

"Are you finally awake?"

A slight thumbs up is the only response Jess receives before you run your hands over your eyes, dispelling the drowsiness. "Dom says that the others will be back soon, in two hours. Then we'll be leaving here." At the mention of his name, you lift your gaze completely. The alien is stationed at the entrance, arms crossed, sporting a ghostly smile as a greeting.

Relief floods through you when he appears, and he can sense it too. Your oxytocin levels spike at the mere sight of him. The moment is disrupted by the loud rumbling of Jess' stomach, leading her to groan and flop onto the bed. "I'm starving!"

  A piece of your heart is relieved to see Jess back to her usual self, yet a part of you understands the importance of discussing the recent events and what lies ahead. Dom opens the room door and motions to it. "This one will take you to the canteen, you'll eat there." 

   Jess eagerly jumps out of bed, taking your hand and pulling you along. "Hurry, I don't want to go by myself," she pleads. You yield to her plea and stand up. Dom watches the two of you but doesn't race you to get ready. The two of you quickly put on your shoes and exit the room.

Dom assumes the lead, acknowledging the presence of the guards stationed throughout the ship. "You will eat with the rest of your kind, worry not." You reciprocate with a nod, holding your sister tightly while marveling at the ship and its bewildering gadgets that surpass Earth's comprehension. Dom opens the door for both of you, placing a comforting hand on your lower back. His touch brings solace as you step inside, with Jess following closely behind. Although the canteen isn't teeming with people, its modest occupancy provides a semblance of safety within the ship's vast expanse.

"Jess?"

    The sound of your sister's name comes from a girl with dyed red and pink hair. A dazzling diamond stud graces her pierced nose, and her eyes gleam in a warm toffee shade. It takes a moment for your sister to locate the person who called out to her, but when she does, her eyes fill with tears of happiness as she waves in acknowledgment.

You anticipate your sister's eager rush, yet she remains rooted, her hand clasping yours with increasing intensity, as if seeking your validation. A profound connection is forged as your eyes meet, and despite the weariness etched upon your visage, you manage to summon a tired smile, silently conveying your agreement. With unwavering determination, Jess propels herself towards the girl in the queue, leaping into her outstretched arms. "Kayla!"

 While your sister is occupied, you sit at an unoccupied table, startled by Dom's sudden presence across from you. "How do you and your kin fair? Little female." It's a pity that you feel more at ease with an alien than your own kind. 

" My name is [ ]."  The nickname he has given you isn't one that offends you in any way. The way he uses it is quite endearing, but you'd rather him call you by your real name than anything else. You wring your hands together and your stress levels rise steadily. Anxious thoughts swirl in your mind as you ponder,  "What will happen to everyone else that's left here?" 

Your name carries the meaning of 'to conquer' in his native tongue and he finds it fitting for you. Dom's jaw tightens slightly as he locks eyes with you. "This one will not lie to you. Many of your species will die, it is survival of the fittest when it comes to the Qęnłar. They are hard to kill without proper weapons but it is not impossible."  

[ Abomination¹]

A soft gasp is stifled by your hand as tears well up in your eyes. The sense of guilt consumes you, making you question your own worthiness. Unsure of how you could have helped, you can't help but feel like an imposter among those who perished.

Dom seems to sense your inner turmoil and does his best to console you. "There is not much you could've done, litt–."His voice falters momentarily as he nearly utters the name he'd given you, but he swiftly regains composure. "Had you not gone out that night, you also could've been left here on terra to die. None aboard this vessel would have spared a second thought to rescue you." 

 It's clear that he's not skilled at soothing people, particularly humans, yet you offer your thanks with a watery smile. As he opens his mouth to speak again, he gently places a hand on his ear. Despite the absence of eyebrows, you observe the furrow in the center of his forehead. His gaze turns icy as he stands up from the table.

   "This one will find you in your chambers later, ask the guard to lead you when you are ready. Fęrłåk dė hłał." Although you don't understand the meaning behind his words, you nod in agreement, captivated by the enigmatic aura surrounding him. He then departs, pausing briefly to converse with the guard. [ Eat well ¹] 

  With a glance in your direction, the alien acknowledges Dom with a nod. Your stomach emits a low growl, prompting you to lay your head on the table, too fatigued to make a move.

Clang!

Next to your slouched figure, Jess sets down two trays brimming with mouth-watering dishes. As you straighten up, a grin spreads across your face. You instinctively grab the tray loaded with an assortment of fruits, feeling understood by her intuitive gesture— she knew you so well.

"Where did he go?" You assume she's talking about Dom. With a nonchalant shrug of your shoulders, you indulged in the succulent sweetness of a ripe mango, savoring each delicate bite.

 "Jess. What happened yesterday–."

The girl holds up her hand. "I don't know what happened when you left, and there's no need to tell me. I've never questioned anything you've done for me before because you always have the best interest at heart. Thank you for coming back for me. Dom told me that you wouldn't leave without me." 

She gazes down at her tray of food. "A part of me feels guilty for leaving mom and dad but I know that you made the right decision and had your reasons." Jess lets out a shaky sigh and turns to face you. "I'm scared, absolutely terrified but I want to be strong for you. Like how you are for me. I can tell you're stressed as it is and I don't want to burden you." 

  You pull her into a hug and shake your head. "Jess, you could never, and I mean never be a burden to me. Do you understand?" She nods into your chest, sniffling softly. You rub her back and bite your lip. "I'm also really scared, this is new to me but I'll make sure that we'll get through it."

She nods again and pulls away from you. You purse your lips, a mixture of emotions swirling within you, and decide to divert your attention by savoring the delectable cantaloupe. "Now eat. You pulled me from my sleep and I want to go back to bed."  Jess chuckles softly, her head bobbing in agreement. " I'm also really sleepy. It'd also be crazy to wake up in space." 

 The mere thought causes you to grimace involuntarily. This entire experience is uncharted territory for you, but just like in the past, you will learn to adapt and persevere. The cool, refreshing juice of the watermelon glides down your throat, its delightful taste prompting a gentle hum of satisfaction.

 It feels almost surreal to grasp the idea that within a mere two hours, you will bid farewell to your beloved home. A place you believed to be exclusively inhabited by humans, the notion of extraterrestrial existence had never crossed your mind. The journey that lies ahead will undoubtedly present its fair share of challenges and hardships. This very moment, unfolding like a scene from an otherworldly sci-fi saga, is something you never could have anticipated, even in your wildest dreams. And now, as you find yourself in this new reality, your mission has taken on a profound meaning - to protect Jess at all costs.

 "Captain X'ęnš would like to enter your chambers. Will you allow him access?"

   In a state of heightened alertness, you find yourself sitting up, your muscles tense with anticipation. The room is suddenly bathed in light, only to swiftly dim as the perceptive AI detects that Jess is still sound asleep. A wave of uncertainty washes over you as you contemplate the identity of the person standing outside the door. 

 Your gaze sweeps across the room, desperately seeking an object to grasp onto for a sense of security. Eventually, your eyes settle upon one of your worn boots. With a mixture of doubt and determination, you call out to the AI. "Please show me the door feed." A brief moment of silence ensues before the AI responds, its voice calm and reassuring. "Certainly."

The door shimmers, revealing a translucent barrier that draws you nearer. Dropping the shoe, you breathe a sigh of contentment at the sight of Dom standing before you. Standing in front of the door, you gaze at him, captivated by the intricacies of his face.

 "Can he see me?"

In a swift response, the AI speaks, "Negative, this is a unidirectional perspective. He is visible solely to you."  As soon as it finishes saying that, Dom raises his head. Your heart pounds rapidly as his gaze eerily connects with yours, contradicting the AI's statement. "Open the door."

As the entryway unfolds with a whisper, Dom's towering figure emerges. You greet him with a breathless smile, slipping your hands into your back pockets. "Hi." Dom mellows at your soft tone, allowing you to place a hand on his arm and push him back, watching as you discreetly slide out of the room so as to not wake up your sister. He does a once over, looking for any wounds or signs of distress, and finds that he's pleased with himself that you're alright. 

 "This one said he would visit after his duties, jœrmünd łæ bšłåm." He watches with amusement as your eyebrows furrow. " What does that mean?" Your lips form a thoughtful pout. "And earlier you said, ferrak di hal." From the moment you first laid eyes on him, even though it was just recently, you had been curious to discover the sound of his laughter, and it did not disappoint.

   His laugh isn't boisterous. It's a deep and soothing sound, akin to the soft murmur of a distant waterfall. As the echoes of his laughter reached your ears, they stirred a gentle fire within, causing a delightful warmth to spread and caress your belly. Whether he noticed the subtle increase in your body's temperature or not, he remained silent, allowing the enchantment of the moment to weave its spell.

    "Jœrmünd łæ bšłåm, it translates roughly in terra language to, 'good evening.'" His eyes twinkle with a playful delight as you attempt to mimic the intricate sounds and melodic cadence. " Fęrłåk dė hłał. It means to, eat well."

Dom gazes intently at you, then clasps his hands behind his back. "Walk with this one."  You wriggle your toes in your cozy socks and give a slight nod. 

As if guided by an invisible force, your steps align effortlessly with Dom's. The silence envelops you, but it feels far from uncomfortable. Your gaze wanders through the vast corridors of the ship, capturing glimpses of unfamiliar beings from distant worlds. At this moment, you break the silence and softly inquire, "May I know your name?"

With a quick glance, Dom's gaze shifts to you, his lips forming a straight line, prompting a frown to appear on your face. You ponder if your request was too bold, unsure of the cultural norms that may have been offended by your question.

As he utters the words, a sense of relief washes over you, even though his expression seems tinged with sadness. "This one's given name is Nim'xėn." he murmurs. In the distance, a group of his fimea approaches, but you remain oblivious, lost in your own thoughts. With a tender touch, he clasps your wrist and guides you to his side, yet your attention barely registers the gesture. [ soldiers ]

  "Nim'xėn, in the language I speak, translates to 'of soft heart'. It doesn't much fit, when it comes to this one's line of work." Your mouth opened in a small 'o', that was probably the reason he had stuck with Dom all this time. You laughed softly, holding your hands up in surrender when he shoots you a coltish look of exasperation. 

    "I think it fits, regardless of what you do." There is no trace of mockery in your tone, nor any hint of jesting at his expense. With a gentle smile adorning his face, he steals a glance at you. A surge of warmth courses through your veins, causing your body temperature to soar. Swiftly, he averts his gaze, evading your notice.

With a gentle laugh, he responds to your attempt at saying his name, "Nim'jin?" He guides you towards a door, "This one will help you practice your Tuökkorsė, later." You assume that he's talking about his home language and your cheeks flush with embarrassment, making you question just how badly you butchered his name.

As Nim'xėn gently swings open the door, a beckoning gesture invites you to step inside. Without hesitation, you follow the invitation, and in an instant, your jaw falls open in awe. Unbeknownst to you and Jess, who had been lost in slumber for over two hours, the ship had gracefully ascended into the vastness of space. The sight before you is nothing short of breathtaking, confirming your belief that waking up to the wonders of the cosmos is an experience beyond compare.

The space around you is encased in what looks like a delicate glass structure. You floated weightlessly in the vast expanse of the universe, far from the comforts of home. "Nim, this is truly breathtaking," you marveled. The alien blinked in response to the endearing nickname but remained silent. "Jess would love to see this." 

  Nim'xėn walks up behind you and fixates on the view he has witnessed countless times. However, inexplicably, he discovers himself treasuring your pįiwth expressions and yearning to unveil new wonders, all to witness your delightful grin once more. [ childish or cute¹ ] 

 "This one gives permission for you and your kin to visit here anytime." The enigmatic allure you possess has captivated him, leaving him bewildered. It is not his nature to be swayed so easily. He should have abandoned you on that desolate street, yet your innocent gaze had a profound effect on him. The depth of your love for your family astounded him, for even in the presence of imminent danger, your thoughts were solely consumed by her, and her alone.

Once he had escorted you to your room, his task should have been complete. Yet, your tender human hand had entwined with his own. Your unwavering trust and reliance had ensnared him, making it difficult for him to let go. In a realm where his female counterparts were independent and formidable, that moment of vulnerability had drawn him in, like a eürq to light.

 [ large mosquito like creature —  a saying similar to, ' a moth to flame ' ¹ ]

   Yet, he also knew how strong you were. None before you had managed to match his speed, let alone endure it for an entire three hours. Your unwavering determination fascinated him. Nim'xėn yearned to prolong your time together, reluctant to bid you farewell.

 Turning to the extraterrestrial, you met his gaze with the same wide-eyed innocence that had captivated him during your initial encounter. "Seriously?" His nod elicited a radiant smile on your face, reminiscent of the joy of Christmas, and Nim'xėn felt a flutter in his hearts. Your eyes then sought his. "How do you say thank you in your language?"

 Nim'xėn couldn't help but find it pįiwth¹ that you were making an effort to learn his people's language. He decided to humor you. "Stęq'hn kevvhr.²" The alien chuckles when you grimace, looking up at him with furrowed brows.  [ childish or cute¹ ] [ thank you² ]

 "Lirft X'ęnš, quœ mojå iėał ph'ük ak hlem.¹ "

As he tightens his jaw, a resolute grunt escapes his lips. Returning his attention to you, he observes the slight downturn of your plush lips and the tilt of your head to the side. "Do you need to leave, again?" Nim'xėn softly hums, his hand finding solace on your lower back as he leads you towards the door.

[ Captain X'ęnš, we need your assistance up front. ¹ ]

"This one will take you back to your room."

 As you tread back, a hushed calmness settles in, and Nim'xėn discerns that your thoughts have carried you away. Respecting your need for introspection, he chooses not to disturb your reverie. Upon arriving at the room, you turn around, meeting his gaze head-on. "Stęq'han kever." Without delay, you slip inside, leaving him standing there, his words left unspoken.

   He then realizes that while the two of you were walking back, you had been trying to replicate what he had just said. Nim'xėn, finding himself once more, made his way towards the pit. Despite your imperfect rendition, he grasped the essence of your intention and couldn't help but chuckle to himself.

phæż pįiwth ¹ he thought.  [ how cute. ¹ ]

[just-some-trans-nobody]

Male Yautja trying out a period cramp simulator with his ooman mate

Reader is AFAB but only gender neutral prounons are used. In this reader is someone who currently suffers horrible cramps or has in the past.

Warnings: cursing, period pain simulated

Minors Don't Interact!

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The both of you had gone into market to stock up on somethings your mate couldn't go out and hunt like cleaning supplies and a new pan seeing as you mate had accidentally broken the last one, though you suspected he had been playing with it and was embarrassed that he had broken it... again.

Looking around you smiled seeing a booth selling little knick knacks and trinkets. Nothing really caught your eyes until you noticed a small crowd all watching someone in a chair seemingly in pain as they all looked on in amusement. Raising your brow you watched confused on what wad going on and why they found it so entertaining to watch. Your mate seemed interested too as he started walking over wanting to know what was going on too. With quick steps you struggled to keep up with his long strides, damn him for being so tall.

Approaching the crowd it didn't take you long to find out what was going on. It was a period cramp simulator that the public could try out. People of course were using it to show off how much pain they could endure. It made you chuckle that this was being made into a test of strength because of course. The guy in the chair tapped out quickly after getting to the eighth setting. A few people layed at him and patted his shoulder, you assumed they were friends of his. The person running the simulator, a mass of squirming tentacles looked to you and trilled at the sight of a human. "Come come! Try it out show how a quoman deals which such crippling pain!" They squealed gesturing for you to come up to the chairs thst were set up. This got the crowds attention, they wanted to see how well a human could handle it.

This attention on you from the crowd caused your mate to let out a possessive growl as he put a arm in front of you. He didn't like strangers looking at his mate and he definitely didn't want someone causing his mate pain. "No no it's fine love." You said putting your hand on his outstretched arm. "Let's try it together." You suggested giving him a warm smile, if the two of you hadn't been in public that smile would have made him purr. He had mixed feelings he wanted to show off to his mate but he didn't want his mate in pain. The cheering crowd had little to no effect on him, he didn't care about them, only you. "I can handle it love and if I can't I will just tap out. It's ok." You reassured going on your tip toes to kiss his cheek. He almost slipped up and let out a purr feeling your kiss. Oh how he adored your kisses, he couldn't say no to them. Slowly he nodded his head and walked up to the chairs with you.

His chair groaned at the weight of his body when he sat down. Yours didn't make a single sound. He didn't hide his distan seeing the tentacled alien put the pads onto your stomach, he hated seeing someone touch his mate. You didn't mind but you weren't a fan of how cold they were. Next was your mates turn to get the sticky pads put on his stomach. This was terrifying for the slimy alien to do, they rushed the job wanting to make a little distace from the glaring yautja. Once everything was set up they moved away and gave the both of you a warning before turning the dial to the first setting.

Neither of you had much of a reaction from it. Your mate hardly even felt it and you shown no response to it. You only looked to your mate with a smile before looking back to the operator nodding when the asked if you were reay for the next level.

Still not much of a response from the two of you. It felt like a walk in the park to you. "Heh wish my cramps were this light." You joked laughing softly. You mate raised a brow hearing that. He was curious to know just how bad your cramps were, they couldn't be that bad right?

The third setting he finally started feeling somthing but it was well bellow his pain level. Looking to you he noted that you were still smiling happyily feeling rather giddy at this experience. The crowd were a little horrified and absolutely amazed to see you smiling durning this. Usally people weren't this happy to be in pain.

Fourth setting made your mate a little uncomfortable. Just enough for him to shift lightly in his seat. Still you were just smiling giggling softly seeing your mate shifting. "You ok love? You can tap out if you need." You teased boiling his blood. This was a challenge now, he wanted no he needed to get to a higher seating than you.

His stomach tensed at the fith setting. It was a pain he could handle but if he had to deal with it for a week every couple of weaks it would have ade him pretty grumpy he knew that for sure. Glancing to you he was surprised to see you just sitting there lazily as you smiled as of it was nothing. "I couldn't get past that setting. How do humans do it?" Someone from the crowd whispered to another. You didn't hear it but your mate sure did.

Six? Oh boy ow. Still your mate wasn't backing down nd neither was you. His manbles flared into a smirk seeing you wince for a momemt. He hoped you were about to tap out when you opened your mouth but was taken back hearing you laugh. "This feels like one of my lighter days." You said with an amused tone gaining a few shocked gasped from the crowd.

You finally shifted at seven before getting comfortable again after adjusting. "Still not as bad as it get's." You said taking it in stride. The person who had gone before you was in absolutely shock and horror that not only did a human beat him but did it like a champ. Your mate was irritated he still hadn't bested you but was honestly admiring how well you handling the pain. He was gripping the arm rest so hard it splintered in his hand.

He nearly tapped out at eight holy fuck it hurt so bad. Looking to you his eyes bulged seeing that you were only lightly resting your hand on your stomach. "You ok honey?" You asked letting out a shaky breath. Fuck, he was so attracted to you. Look at you hardly reacting to the pain he was struggling with. His little ooman was so strong and he some how was falling even more in love with you than he was before.

Once at nine he was hunched over holding his stomach tight. "D-do you want to tap out?" The operator asked him gaining a loud growl in return. His dreads surrounded his head like a current. He tried glancing to you but he didn't have the strength to pull his arms away to move them out of his sight. You were simply holding your stomach with a frown as you slowly breathed in and out. The crowd murmuring to each other watching in quiet shock and amazement.

He couldn't, he couldn't anymore he had to tap out at ten he couldn't it was too much. Letting out a pained roar he ripped the pads off his stomach and looked to you. Just sitting there focused on your breathing with knitted brows and a frown. "To much for you?" You asked clenching a arm on your stomach as you gripped the arm rest. The crowd cheered astonished that you made it to ten. Quickly the operator turned it off and took the pads off you.

"It must be broken no way a ooman could do that!" Shrieked the male who had gone before you stomped up to the front of the crowd gaining a growl from the very grumpy and possesive mate of yours. "Let me try the one the ooman used!" He demanded. Shrugging the operator put the pad on him and turned it on. "No to the ten! If the ooman can do it so can I!" He stomped his foot acting like a toddler throwing a fit. "You asked for it." The operator warned before setting it to the tenth setting. Immediately he was on the ground walling as loud as his lungs would let him. This caused the crowd to roar with laughter as the operator quickly turn it off. Stand up the male waddled away holding his stomach greatly embarrassed by the scene he had caused.

Your mate was absolutely delighted by this. His mate was so strong. Moving closer to you he wrapped his arms around your waist whispering praises to you. He bought you so many gifts before the two of you finally went home. The whole time he was praising you on your strength. Definitely looks at you in a new light. Who knew you delt with that much pain so often. He understands so much better now why you snap so much or were unable to walk some days. More worried about you now any time you have cramps, he's gone through the pain and now he knows how you feel, he feels so bad you had to keep doing dealing with it unable to just turn it off. Any time you had cramps he was cooing and pampering you as much as you let him.

[dangerous-yam-fries]

NSFW Yandere Alien x Human GN Reader - Introduction

Asks and Suggestions are open and encouraged!

Warnings: kidnapping/alien abduction (tee hee), noncon/dubcon, uhhh not manhandling alienhandling?, MINORS JUST LEAVE I DON'T CARE WHERE YOU GO AS LONG AS IT'S FAR FROM ME

Zuri is the ruthless captain of the spacecraft Seed, plundering other ships and satellite-societies. Standing at roughly 8ft tall, his gray skin laden with tattoos and scars, long blue hair tied into dreadlocks, and his eyes. The first time you saw them, you weren’t sure what color of blue they were.

Whether it was the color of Earth, the icy planet of Kobu, or the reflective satellite society of Framtida, they were bluer than anything you had ever laid eyes upon before.

Zuri and his crews often robbed research ships for things of scientific value, usually to sell for I.U. (Interstellar Units).

It was your 3rd year working on the research spacecraft Argon. You weren’t a particularly noticeable employee, just a custodian of the first quadrant. So when the ship was breached by Seed, you didn’t think they’d bother to go after you.

You hid in your shared quarters, just sitting on your bed and guarding your belongings while you stared at all the other empty beds. You heard crashes and screams, alarms and gunfire, but all you did was clutch your pillow to your ears and wait for it stop.

But then you heard the unmistakable sound of a code being entered into the keypad of the room you were in. You dove under the bed, your body clinging to the wall as you stayed quiet. You saw pairs of boots walking through the room, heard hushed voices and watched as they looked under beds and rummaged through luggage.

The blood in your veins ran cold as they got closer and closer to you, and finally, you were face to face with a pair of impossibly blue eyes. You were so star struck that you didn’t struggle when you pulled out from under the bed and thrown into the middle of the room.

“Did you really think you could hide?” That sent a chill down your spine, or maybe it was just the cold sweat building up beneath your clothes.

You couldn’t speak, all you could see were those striking irises. It wasn’t until you felt a slap to your cheek that you spoke. “N-no.” You choked on your words, dread suffocating your throat as you prepared for the end.

When Zuri looked at you, he saw the fear that filled your eyes and how you forced your tears back. It made him want to fill you with something else, and make you cry.

So then Zuri gave you a choice, die right then and there, or join his crew. You chose the latter, but you slowly came to regret that decision as you begun life on Seed.

As a newbie, you kept your head down and did as you were told, but that wasn’t enough to keep the captain away from you. You thought that Captain Zuri wanted to kill you, or worse, so you did everything in your power to avoid him. But that only made him angrier. It wasn’t everyday that he of all people took an interest in someone, and your apparent disinterest in him left a mark on his pride.

Zuri thought long and hard as to why you weren’t reciprocative of his courting. He was obviously a powerful mate, handsome too, with wealth that could buy him a small planet if he so desired. Thinking about how to make himself more appealing to you only made him more obsessed, until you were all he could think of. An itch that he just couldn’t scratch, sitting rent free in his head.

For the next few months, you would be cleaning or doing repairs and he would be watching you. Sometimes through security cameras, usually brooding in a dark corner, or even looming over your shoulder. Zuri also gave you special privileges. You got your own room, small as it was, you always got off duty before meal times so you’d get early pickings, and you were even allowed to use the private showers.

But for some reason it wasn’t enough to cury any favor with you. You’re still as afraid of him as you were on the first day that you met, and it drives Zuri insane.

Humans are so difficult, so picky and confusing and complicated. So he’d have to make things simpler for you. Zuri found you on the east side of the ship, you were distracted with cleaning the windows. Well, not cleaning. The wash towel laid dripping at your hip while you gazed out the window into the void of space.

You looked so peaceful and content. But that changed as soon as you saw Zuri in the reflection.

You quickly apologized for getting off task, and you begun cleaning again. “Come with me. Now.” He ordered you and ignored your pleas, he dragged you back to his personal quarters, his grip unwavering.

He didn’t let go of you even once the door shut behind you both, Zuri simply stood in front of you, towering over you with his tall form. Humans have a tradition of getting down on one knee to profess their love, so that’s exactly what he did.

You were surprised that he was kneeling before you, and a little concerned. You tried to pry your wrist out of his hand, tried to get him to stand up, but he refused. Zuri confessed his love to you right then and there, his blue eyes looked so firm and steady, he was so sure of himself.

When you politely refused, he wasn’t even mad. Words and subtle gestures weren’t going to get through to a dense little human like yourself. So Zuri was going to fuck his love into you, then, surely, you’d know just how strongly he felt about you.

You were of course, extremely opposed to the idea, you struggled, but he was much stronger than you. Screaming didn’t work either, the room had thick metal walls with top of the line noise cancellation and isolation. Besides, Zuri was the captain, no one would have helped you anyways.

You were quickly stripped and thrown onto the bed, and Zuri kept a knee on your chest to stop you from running while he took his clothes off.

You saw his many tattoos, scars, and stretch marks from his muscles. And you saw his dick. He was already erect and dripping precum. It was large, and you could tell it was heavy too, some of his pre dripping onto your bare skin as he caged you in beneath him.

Zuri has waited for you far too long to wait for release, so you’re quickly forced on top of him, 69 style. You grip his dick while he services you orally, trying to stretch you out as quickly as possible. You can feel his ribbed cock throbbing in your hand, yelped when you feel a harsh slap to your ass.

You get the memo. He wants you to suck his dick, you can just barely get the head into your mouth as you rub and pump the rest of his length with both of your hands. You stop when you cum, the stimulus becoming too distracting, but this time he moves your body so that you’re straddling him.

You can’t bring yourself to look into Zuri’s eyes, the shame becoming too much as tears spill down your cheeks. And there it is. That look that he’s been looking for.

You look so beautiful stuffed full of his length, crying into his arms as he sends tremors of pleasure throughout your body.

You’re finally his<3

[monstersandmaw]

Male yautja x female reader (reverse harem, nsfw) Chapter Eight now up on Patreon (early release)!

The previous chapter is also now free for everyone to read after being up for a week on early release (7th Oct 2024 at 1700 BST)

[avaleigh16]

You stood in the lush jungle, the humidity clinging to your skin as you scanned your surroundings. You had come to this remote planet as a wildlife biologist, studying the exotic flora and fauna that called this place home.

But little did you know, you weren't alone.

Suddenly, a figure emerged from the shadows, its towering form sending a shiver down your spine. It was a Yautja, a fearsome warrior known for its skill in hunting and prowess in combat.

You instinctively reached for the tranquilizer gun at your side, but to your surprise, the Yautja raised its hands in a gesture of peace. It spoke in a deep, guttural voice, its words guttural and unfamiliar.

You cautiously approached the Yautja, curiosity and fascination replacing your fear. You couldn't help but be drawn to this mysterious creature, its sharp features and powerful physique captivating you.

As you spent more time together, a bond began to form between you and the Yautja. Despite the language barrier, you found ways to communicate through gestures and actions, building a connection that transcended words.

You shared your knowledge of the jungle with the Yautja, guiding them through the dense foliage and showing them the beauty of the world around them. And in return, the Yautja showed you their own unique skills and abilities, teaching you the ways of their ancient warrior culture.

As the days passed, your bond grew stronger, fueled by mutual respect and understanding. You found yourself drawn to this enigmatic being, feeling a deep connection that went beyond mere friendship.

And before you knew it, your feelings had blossomed into something more, a love that transcended species and worlds. You had found your match in the Yautja, a partner who understood you like no one else ever had.

Together, you roamed the jungle as equals, a formidable duo that struck fear into the hearts of any who dared to challenge you. And as you looked up at the stars above, you knew that your love for the Yautja would endure for eternity, a bond that could never be broken.

[sagi-tori-ous]

Ogon’s pale hands scraped up her umber thick thighs, leaving noticeable goosebumps behind the trail—applying pressure as he settled  in the junction of her knees.

Genevieve placed a hand on his abdomen, not to push away but to release some of the need she had to touch him. The muscles tensed under her touch and he groaned deeply at the gesture.

Pushing forward until her knees were almost leveled with her ample breasts, Ogon collected both of her legs with one large calloused hand whilst grasping his weeping cock with the other.

He stroked his shaft slowly, tapping the bulbous head onto her clit that peaked through her drenched folds, watching unblinkingly as she withered and jutted her hips for more friction.

“May I?”

[whimsyvixen]

La Oportunidad

Avatar: Way of Water Drabble

Rating: 18+

Pairing: Recom Miles Quaritch x Female Reader x Recom Lyle Wainfleet

WARNINGS/TAGS: NSFW, explicit sexual content, dark smut, ⚠️dubcon and noncon themes ⚠️, extremely dubious consent, exophilia, interspecies, size difference, gym sex, threesome, Big Blue alien dickkk, large cock (they're too big for you), blowjob, deepthroating, gagging on Na'vi dick, (pretty nasty sex because I'm a degenerate)

Tagging @nin3kyuu because you were with me every step of the way! 😘

Sloppy gurgles and low, throaty groans resonated in the dimly lit locker rooms of the vacant gym. 

Any who's curiosity was intrigued by the sounds would need to walk several steps into this section of the building before noticing scattered clothing on the floor. It would create a trail that would lead straight to the shower stalls, where the area was shrouded in complete darkness and the wet clapping of flesh became much more audible. 

Even with the low light emitting from the hall, it was too dark to distinguish any shapes. If it was brighter, one would see that the curtains shielding the showers were all pulled to the side to reveal empty stalls. All except for one, where the loose cloth could be seen billowing with movement from the occupied space. A muffled whine was heard from inside, husky laughter following as if entertained by the pitiful sound. 

Pulling the curtain away, one would be faced with the most debauched and lewd sight.

Trapped between the lithe figures of two Na'vi males, a lone human female was being subjected to their lustful desires. 

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"Colonel, you were right about this o-one," Wainfleet grunted as he held your neck. "Look how well she's sucking me off." He thrust another inch of his thick cock inside your mouth, causing you to gag and scratch at his waist in protest. 

"Such a dirty girl. Have you no shame?" Quaritch asked rhetorically, leering at your bruised and naked form. "Don't you care what others will think of you once they realize you love getting fucked by alien dicks?" 

A whimper escaped you, the thought clearly humiliating you even as your vaginal muscles clamped down on the thickest part of him.

Quaritch hissed through his sharp fanged teeth, thighs quaking from the sudden tightness of the heated orifice encompassing his dick. He dug his nails into your plush thighs punishingly, breaking through the skin and causing you to bleed. "You're a real nasty piece of work." 

Even with the disgusted look he threw your way, he didn't stop undulating his hips as he fucked you – wanting to make his passage much easier on your small body. His eyes were intent on the sight of your pussy struggling to accommodate him, your puffy lips stretched taut around him.

He was little more than halfways inside.

Wainfleet cursed when the muscles in your throat swallowed him down. Glancing down, he shuddered at the visible bulge in your throat, running his thumb over it in wonder. 

"You wanted this, didn't you?" 

~

Blood rushed to your head from the suspended position the Recom soldiers had you in. While the Colonel was busy trying to shove his way inside your tiny pussy, Wainfleet continued to rock his hips into your wet mouth – a mixture of precum and your spit trailing down the corners of your lips to smear all over your face. 

You scrunched up your eyes when the blend of fluids tickled your lashes, nearly nauseating you with its copious feel. 

It didn't help that you were choking from the thick appendage lodged in your throat, making breathing nearly impossible (given their size, it was to be expected for them to be large all around). You went to pull away, the ache in your jaw soon becoming too unbearable for you to handle. 

Quaritch immediately noticed this before slamming his hips between your thighs, propelling your body forward to take more of Lyle's cock down your throat. Obscene gurgles escaped you as you almost retched from the forceful action. 

"Hey, hey. Easy girl," As your chest heaved in obvious distress, Lyle started to play with your hair to distract you. Sweet murmurs of how much of a good slut you were reached your ears. You shouldn't have found the derogatory manner in which they complimented you arousing. It should not have calmed you. It should not have had you producing more honey between your legs.  However, some hidden part of you was enjoying their treatment of you.

Despite your best efforts to resist responding to them, the primal manner in which they plundered your body had every one of your nerve endings jumping in ecstasy.  

Something brushed against your clit, causing your eyes to spring open and your body to jolt in their grip. It tickled the little nub in a maddening fashion that had you jerking your limbs in desperation when it wouldn't stop. 

You had forgotten about the primary mission of the Colonel between your thighs. 

~

Quaritch held you wide open, rubbing his thumb on your little clit after having successfully fed three fourths of his member inside you.

"Just a little bit more sweetheart," Quaritch crooned at you. "Relax a little for me, will ya? We're almost there."

"Shit. I can see the shape of your dick in her stomach." Lyle couldn't help but stare, startled by how much your tummy expanded around Quaritch. "You sure she can take your knot, Colonel?"

Quaritch tilted his head in consideration, wondering if taking him to the hilt would damage you beyond repair. While the thought pleased a feral part of him, he didn't want to break you so soon either.

"Women are built to stretch, Lyle. I'm sure she can take it."

~

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There you have it, you guys! I hope you enjoyed this nasty little drabble I wrote 💙💙💙 !

(If you're interested in the NSFW art I made for this, simply click here) 👈

It feels so amazing to finally get this imagine out of my head. I wasn't able to sleep for dayyyys 😩

[merchen-aeravellae]

Out of this world

Yandere astronaut x tall! Alien reader

Warnings: possessiveness, it is not edited I will do it later, in some parts I used a translator

Yandere astronaut who studied and worked hard to become one of the first humans to set foot on planet Kapler, a planet discovered 10 years ago in another galaxy in a habitable zone for humans.

Yandere astronaut who is the researcher in charge of documenting and recording all the information of this trip, from the day they left planet earth until their arrival on planet Kapler.

Yandere astronaut who makes a trip of almost 3 years with his companions. For 10 years, the Wata -a space station- invented a ship that could travel at speeds never before recorded and what would have been a journey of thousands of years was one of 3 years.

Yandere astronaut what his ship reaches the orbit of this new planet and when he was getting on a small transport ship to reach Kapler, a meteor the size of a car crashed into the spaceship and due to this, his transport ship is ejected and fall somewhere on the planet.

Yandere astronaut who was not yet ready to travel to the planet, he did not have the supplies ready, much less he had his belt on, while the ship fell, he bounced everywhere without control and leaving him unconscious.

Yandere astronaut who heard a noise of metal breaking and he could swear he felt hands carrying him but his mind was too confused and he couldn't open his eyes.

Yandere astronaut who wakes up in a shelter made of stone and trees, he is not quite sure how he got there and when he was ready to find answers, entered what he thought was impossible.

Yandere astronaut who almost had a heart attack when a being of more than 2 meters entered the room carrying an unknown animal, but the alien stops when she notices that the space traveler is awake and looking at her with eyes as big as a melon.

Yandere astronaut who is overwhelmed by everything that is happening, the planet was supposed to be without inhabitants, you are not supposed to be here.

Yandere astronaut who faints again from all the emotions he had in a short time, when he wakes up again, you are in a corner of the shelter cooking the animal you brought.

Yandere astronaut who accidentally made a noise when he woke up and alerted you that your guest was looking in your direction and to his surprise, you handed him what looked like a plate with the food you made.

Yandere astronaut who first refused to eat or accept anything that came from you, but soon after he accepted to eat your meals.

Yandere astronaut the more time passes, the more he becomes attached to you, you two created a routine where you go hunting animals and get common fruits and vegetables from the planet and bring them to home, while he cooks and cleans.

Yandere astronaut who at first wanted to return to his crew but that is now a distant memory and he better concentrates on giving your our house a better look and pleasing his wife friend.

Yandere astronaut who does everything possible to get you attention and prays to the stars, the sun or the universe to look at him romantically and reciprocate his feelings.

Yandere astronaut who begins to have thoughts that his crewmates if they are still alive can find him and try to take him back or worse, try to steal his lover.

Yandere astronaut who with that simple thought begins to be jealous and rage consumes him completely, he tries even harder to turn you into his romantic partner.

Yandere astronaut who doesn't really have the strength to provide food but he is willing to become the housewife, and in turn shows you that he can be a useful lover please look at me.

Yandere astronaut who already planned your entire future together, from the wedding ceremony with just the two of you to the name of your first 3 children.

Yandere astronaut who is euphoric just thinking about having children with you, you two would create a new specie and it's another way to tie you to him

Yandere astronaut who at some point is convinced that you return his feelings but it is only him believing what he wants and refusing to look at reality

yandere astronaut who loves being smaller than you, that way he imagines one day being the little spoon while both sleep, he will feel so protected in your arms.

Yandere astronaut takes advantage of the fact that you don't understand a word he says and calls you nicknames like wife, my partner or love.

Yandere astronaut "I'd rather launch myself into deep, dark, endless space than spend a single day away from you"

[eunxhan]

❝ I am forever your most devoted believer. ❞

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Obey me

What in the hell is bad?

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Alien Stage

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[alienvspredator-art]

It's been a long time since I wrote requests, I did it on an old blog that I deleted and unfortunately, I didn't realize that I didn't have backups of all the requests. But I feel like writing again, so I'll start again :-D

REQUESTS OPEN!!

*These are just several yautja x reader fanfics and characters from the alien and the predator movies*

You can leave your requests by message.

*Fluff, smut or NSFW content is accepted (These will have a warning)

●Yautja characters●

Scar

Celtic

Chopper

Ahab

Wolf

Berserker

Falconer

Tracker

Fugitive predator

(Oc Yautja idk)

●Human characters●

Dutch

Dwayne Hicks

David

*English isn’t my first language, so I apologize for possible mistakes.*

[nosyrobin]

Tamaranean!reader: Happy birthday Wally! I have brought you the Thornak! *holds a crown made of meat*

The others look at the alien teen weirdly, but Wally starts to tear up as he hugs the Tamaranean.

Wally: Thanks babe…thanks. *you put it on him* best birthday ever!

[mxnsterbabe]

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You've had enough of pining over your 'friend with benefits', and it's time to do something about it.

You were sat at your desk in the Khonsu's medical bay, poring over patient files when the door swooshed open. It was Daury, again. He held up a bandaged finger, grinning awkwardly. You couldn't help but hide a knowing smile.

"Uh, Doc, I did it again. Cut my finger on the panel in the engineering bay. It's just a scratch, but I thought I should get it checked out, you know, just in case," Daury said, offering a gentle smile. His dark eyes, almost entirely black, looked away guiltily.

"Again, Daury?” You sighed. “That's the third time this month. Sit down, let's take a look.” You pointed him towards the examination chair, brow raised expectantly.

Daury, grinning, obeyed. "Better safe than sorry, right? Don't want to lose a finger to an infection. You know how my species are."

With their aquatic nature and low immune systems, the ardeomi were often prone to blood infections - but you knew that with his vaccines up to date, Daury was fine. He was playing a game; and you were happy to play along.

You unwrapped Daury's finger, examining it with your medical scanner. The wound was even more insignificant than last time. You fixed him with a dry look. "Wouldn’t want you on sick leave, would we? Are you sure you're being careful enough?"

"Oh, yes, yes, of course. You know how it is, always something happening on this ship," Daury responded, avoiding your gaze.

You applied a quick healant, watching Daury's face. Something was off. "Daury, you do know we have basic first aid kits all over the ship, right? For these minor things?"

Daury stammered, "Yeah, well, uh, I mean, why take chances, right?"

Your eyes narrowed. He was nervous, uncharacteristically so. Softly, you told him, "Daury, you don't have to make excuses to come see me. If you want to talk, just say so. We're all friends here on the Khonsu."

Daury looked up, a mix of relief and embarrassment in his eyes. "Well, I... I guess I just like the company. And you're always so calm and, uh, nice to be around."

You smiled warmly, reassuring him with a gentle touch. "I enjoy your company too. Just be honest next time, alright?"

He grinned back at you. "Deal."

You lingered in the medical bay, allowing the silence to stretch a little longer as you both processed the unspoken understanding. Daury was fidgeting with the now-healed finger, his eyes darting about the room. You found his nervous energy endearing, but it was also a reminder of the game you were both playing.

"Another victory for modern medicine," Daury quipped, breaking the silence and flexing his finger. "You're a magician with that thing, Doctor."

You rolled your eyes, a small smile playing on your lips. "It's hardly magic, just science. Something you're quite familiar with as an engineer."

"Ah, but science in your hands might as well be magic," he shot back, his eyes twinkling.

Your banter was comfortable, familiar, but underneath the teasing, there was a tension that neither of you was acknowledging. It was more than just the casual attraction that had started your relationship; it was the unspoken agreement to keep it hidden.

Finally, Daury flashed that expectant smile, the one you'd seen many times before, signaling the shift from playful banter to something more intimate. His six arms fidgeted restlessly. Almost reaching out to you, but not quite. 

You hesitated for a moment, a weariness settling in. You ignored it, leading him towards your office instead.

Once inside, the door sealed behind you, Daury pulled you close. You knew how this went, how it always went, but as his lips met yours, something felt off.

You kissed him back, revelling in the taste of his lips, the warmth of his skin; but there was a lack of enthusiasm that Daury picked up on. 

He pulled away, concern etched on his face. "Something's wrong, isn't it?"

You looked away, unable to meet his eyes. "No, everything's fine."

Daury knew you too well. "Doc come on. I can tell when something's bothering you."

"It's nothing, Daury," you insisted, your voice softer now.

He reached out, gently lifting your chin so you were looking at him. "You know you can tell me anything. We're not just... You know. We're friends, too."

You wanted to tell him, to voice the frustration and tiredness you felt about sneaking around, about the unspoken limitations of your relationship; but you held back, afraid of what it might mean.

"Really, it's nothing," you assured him, forcing a smile. "Let's not ruin the moment."

"If you say so," Daury murmured, his voice low and filled with concern. Then his expression softened, and his eyes darkened with a different kind of intensity. One of his six arms reached up to caress your face, the other five curving around your waist and back, drawing you closer.

You were aware of every point of contact, of the sensation of his arms embracing you in his warmth. When you first met, you made the mistake of assuming that Daury would be cold, clammy; but the truth was that he was absolutely perfect. Daury's build was slender and athletic, the product of countless hours spent in the engineering bay and Khonsu's gym. 

He kissed you again, hard and fast. His tongue swiped against your bottom lip, asking for entrance; and you willingly let him in. You responded in kind, the frustration and weariness momentarily forgotten. You loved these moments with him, surrounded by his warmth and strength, the rest of the world melting away.

Daury deepened the kiss, one set of slender arms moving down to cup your hips. He squeezed your ass, eliciting a laugh from your lips; another set began to roam beneath your shirt, delicate fingers skimming across your perk nipples. 

You moaned into the kiss, a sound that was both pleasure and a cry for something deeper, something more substantial.

He seemed to understand, his kiss growing even more passionate, more urgent. You felt him moving you backward, and suddenly you were against your desk, braced by his strong arms.

You broke the kiss, gasping for breath, your eyes meeting his. They were filled with desire, but also with an understanding, a hint of the same longing you felt. Maybe, while you gasped for breath, lips kiss-swollen, it wasn’t too much to believe that he wanted the same thing you did.

"Daury," you whispered, unable to find the words.

He silenced you with another kiss, his lips moving down to your neck, his arms tightening around you. The desk was forgotten, the starship Khonsu was forgotten. In that moment, there was only Daury, only the feel of his hands on your skin and the fire in your belly.

Even as you lost yourself to him, there was a part of you that knew this wasn't enough. You wanted more from Daury, more from your relationship. You wanted to be able to share these moments without hiding, without the constant fear of discovery.

Eventually, the urgency faded, replaced by a gentle, lingering affection. Daury's kisses grew softer, more tender, as if he too sensed that something had changed between you.

"What's going on, Doc?" he finally asked, his voice gentle but insistent. "I know there's something bothering you. You can tell me."

You looked away, your heart pounding. The words were there, at the tip of your tongue, but you were afraid to say them. You were afraid of what they might mean, of what they might change.

"Come on," Daury pressed, his voice soft but firm. "I’m not giving up."

Then, without warning, the words spilled out of you. "I love you, Daury," you blurted, the confession raw and unguarded. "I want to be with you properly. Not as a secret, not hidden behind closed doors. I want... I want more."

You looked up at him, your heart in your throat, expecting anger or shock or disappointment; but Daury only smiled, his eyes soft and filled with understanding.

"I want that too, you know," he said quietly, his voice filled with emotion. "I've wanted it for a long time. I just figured… with your work, and whatever this is between us… you always seemed happy with how things are."

The relief was overwhelming, a sudden release of pressure that left you breathless. You reached up to touch his face, your fingers trembling. His skin was warm and smooth beneath your touch. "Really?"

He nodded, his smile growing wider. "Really. I love you too. I want to be with you, really with you. I know it might not be easy, working on the ship together, our difference in species-”

You cut him off with a kiss. It was rough and desperate, sending a shiver straight down your spine. You clung to him like a lifeline, eyes squeezed shut against the sudden rush of arousal flooding through your lower abdomen. 

Daury returned the kiss, his arms pulling you closer, the slender strength of his body a comforting presence. You could feel the heat of him, the smoothness of his skin, the gentle caress of his arms. 

One set of Daury's arms moved to your uniform, deftly unfastening the catches and zippers, while the others continued to hold you, to caress you. You helped him, eager to be free of the constraining fabric, to feel his skin against yours.

Your uniform fell to the floor, and Daury's eyes roamed over you, taking in your body with a hunger that matched your own. You reached for him, your fingers exploring the smooth contours of his chest, his abdomen, then dipping lower to the hemline of his trousers. He was beautiful to you, every inch of him a pleasure to touch.

He returned the favour, his hands moving over your body with a reverence that sent shivers down your spine. You felt worshipped, cherished, and it only heightened your desire for him.

Daury's lips moved down your neck, trailing kisses along your collarbone, down to your breasts. His touch was gentle, but his mouth was insistent, and you arched into him, moaning at the sensation.

You reached for him again, your hands finding his uniform, stripping him of it with a hunger that mirrored his own. You wanted him, all of him, in a way that went beyond mere physical pleasure.

As your bodies finally met, skin against skin, arousal lit up across your skin. You could feel his erection digging into your thigh; without even looking down, you knew he was big. Really big. It had only been a few scarce days since your last tryst, you remembered him well. It sent a shiver through you, arousal and impatience swirling into one.

Daury lifted you onto the desk, his arms supporting you, his body pressing against yours. You wrapped your legs around him, pulling him closer, needing to feel him, to lose yourself in him.

He entered you swiftly, already coated in a natural, sweet-smelling lubrication that made your head spin with desire. With need. He filled you so completely, so easily despite his size. No matter how often you did this, it always left you breathless to feel how effortless he made it seem. 

Even now, hazy with pleasure, Daury still made sure to start you off slow. His thrusts were long, slow, even as his beautiful face contorted in pleasure. His skin was a dappled blue, speckled with a gorgeous, pale grey; there was already a sheen of sweat glistening on his forehead.

“I missed this,” Daury gasped, as if it had been weeks since you’d last been together. Already he was beginning to quicken, pumping in and out of you with a desperation matched only by your own muffled moans.

You reached release all too soon, hands gripping Daury’s narrow shoulders. You felt Daury stiffen above you, a gasp leaving his lips, before he all but collapsed on top of you. 

Back pressed into the desk, riding out the wave of your climax, it was as if you forgot how to think.

With a contented sigh, you rested in Daury's arms for a while, simply enjoying the closeness and the shared understanding of what had just transpired between you. Soon though, reality began to creep in, reminding you of your responsibilities aboard the Khonsu.

"I've got patients waiting," you murmured, regret in your voice.

Daury's arms tightened around you for a moment, as if he wanted to hold on just a little longer, but then he released you, understanding in his eyes.

"Of course," he said, his voice gentle. "Duty calls."

He helped you off the desk, and you both began to clean up, working together with the ease and familiarity born of months of secret encounters. It was different this time, though. Easier.

As you dressed, Daury's eyes met yours, a question in their depths. "Hey Doc, would you... would you like to go out to dinner with me tonight? After work, I mean."

His voice was almost shy, and you couldn't help but smile at the way he seemed unsure, as if he was afraid you might say no.

"I'd love to, Daury," you said, your voice filled with warmth. "I'd love that very much."

The relief and joy in his eyes were palpable, and you reached up to kiss him, a sweet, lingering kiss that was a promise of more to come.

"Then it's a date," he said, his voice lighter than you’d ever heard it.

You nodded, returning his smile. "A real date."