#yautja x male human

[just-some-trans-nobody]

December Christmas Monsters

December 1.) Yautja Christmas head cannons

Minors don't interact

Imagine a yautja wearing a Christmas sweater. Confused on why their wearing it but it makes you happy so they keep it on for the season.

They like the hot chocolate you make them, their obsessed when you put peppermint into it. Always purr while they watch you make it special for them, they like being spoiled by you.

Seeing you put up wires with glass every where confuses them but they'll help sense it's clear that it makes you so happy. When it finally gets dark enough out and you turn on all the lights they get shocked about it not expecting it. They absolutely love it and practically beg for you to get more lights to pick up.

Careful they might steal other peoples decorations to put up in your house.

They enjoy making snow men with you... and using those snow men as target practice. It's fun for them.

[deunmiu-dessie]

(unedited) ahn’thu and miss flow.

darkened claws run over the nape of your neck, dully tipped for your convenience, to soothe the tension that’s just beneath your flesh. the soft rumbling purr that meets your ears is placating despite its sonority and you can feel your body go pliant in his arms.

the yautja’s breath is warm on your clammy skin, however, your body is unable to decide whether it wants to be hot or cold; and so his breath soothes and aches all in the same sentence. however, you make no movement to leave his lap regardless.

another pacifying, rumbling purr vibrates your body the instant an agonizing cramp shoots through your lower abdomen; your yautja having already sensed the incoming pain before you did.

you hiss softly and curl your fingers into the fat of your stomach in an attempt to stop it; your forehead thumping softly against his chest as your face screws up and your breathing becomes heavy.

you know there’s not much he can do other than run his large hand up and down your back and rumble like a harley motorcycle, and if you’re being honest, it helps more than you believed it could.

because despite ahn’thu not being accustomed to the female menstrual cycle—as the females of the yautja species didn’t go through such a thing— he navigated the rocky waters of your ‘aunt flow’ very well.

his lower mandibles are gentle against your temple, the soft skin of them gliding along your sweat-slicked flesh with a gentleness that seems so starkly contrasting of an alien his size, of his build and looks. he’s worried, you know he is, he’s always so perturbed when it comes to your health.

(ahn’thu freaked out the moment he smelt blood the first time you got your period— though, he never admits to it)

“i’m okay, big guy.”

there’s a fondness in your tone he feels he’ll never grow used to, a wistful undertone that sends his heart racing faster than any thrill of a hunt. and while you could pronounce his name as humanly possible, he quite enjoyed the so-called ‘nicknames’ you came up with.

even if they were a bit questionable at times.

(a/n) : most definitely not completed and it falls off, however, i was writing this a while back when i got my period and my goodness i was struggling to survive— i slept the whole day (especially since mine are irregular) but the first thing that came to mind was ahn’thu, my babe, and so yeah. not completed, but something that soothed me a bit when aunt flow came to visit.

[xanderthelostboy]

Yautja X Male!Scientist!Reader

[I’m using Wolf as the Yautja and this doesn’t follow the story in any way. If any facts are wrong, ignore it because I last watched the predator films at least three years ago. Can be read as GN!Reader.]

Summary: When the group of Yautja boarded your crews ship amongst the many stars of Galactica Primara, it was intended as a visit of a coming assistance. Gathered in the mess hall, partially converted for your human captain to present to the Yautja, he speaks of testing new subjects. They’re interested, so you get a visit, though you aren’t too worried. That is, until you realise just how attracted to one in particular you are…

You sigh, eyes closing for a moment as bitter disappointment sighs on you. The movements on the slide to the microscopes had slowly stopped and you find yourself reaching for the tape recorder once more. The rubber gloves squeaking against its plastic, you speak close to the microphone, an edge to your voice that follows a wasted sample.

“Test subject B57: Failed. Presumable death over the temperature and humidity. Resuming tests at 0800 hours on Friday 13, April, 2029. This is (y/n) signing out.”

You place the recorder down and, grabbing each edge of the gloves, you strip them from your skin and place them in the nearly overflowing bin beside you. Taking a few minutes to discard of the sample and disinfect everything, you look at your work station, slightly less annoyed now that it’s clean and tidy.

A loud beep sounds out, making you jump for a moment before you realise that it’s your personal communication cell that’s alerting you to an incoming message. Soon enough, the face of your second in command appears, as stern as ever. A grin tugs at your face, always tempted to rile up the easily angered man. It’s just too funny. Yet, today, he seems in brighter spirits so you wait to hear what he has to tell you.

“Ah Dr. (L/n)… finally. The message to the Yautja tribe was successful and their ship is inbound, ETA 3 minutes.”

You can’t help the genuine smile that pulls at your lips, knowing that it was a long-awaited meeting that had every higher up in floods of excitement.

“Congrats. If you need anything, you know I’ll be here. I’d rather stay out of the way and let you all deal with this,”

You gesture vaguely.

“and I’ll start a few other tests. B57 was a failure so I’ll be moving to C14 and going back to B tomorrow.”

All he does is nod before someone seems to shout him, his head snapping in the other direction before giving you a quick nod. Before you know it, the comms have been severed and you are left alone once more. Shrugging, it’s soon realised that the alien tribe must have arrived and you understand that they’re much more important than a time-wasting conversation.

Removing another pair of gloves from the packet, you put them on and ready up a new sample of an unknown organism, readying your scalpels and tweezers in order to soon pick apart the cell matter and individually study it. Placing the microphone of your recorder up to your mouth, you press at the button on the side. “Subject C14 test begins. Friday 12, April 2029. Time is currently 5:46pm.”

You don’t know how long has passed, only that the number of unseen messages from your commander on your comms has grown over the time. Only once the new source of matter has failed, as you had expected, you find yourself looking through the ignored remarks.

‘They want to look through your lab, is that alright?’ 5:59pm

‘Hello?’ 6:12pm

‘Y/n, they’re curious about the tests you do. Please?’ 6:17pm

Wincing while you read them, you deftly remove your gloves and shoot a response back hoping that, over the course of 39 minutes, you hadn’t majorly screwed up.

‘Should’ve called, was busy with tests. You can come by now if you’d like?’

Deciding to wait for the response, you don’t receive one, even after you’ve seen that he had read it. Once this is noticed, your heart rate increases, realising that speaking to your superior in such a way may not be the smartest idea. That is, until, there’s a knock at your door.

(A steel door that was only provided after you threw a fit about having dangerous subjects in an easily contaminated space. The crew didn’t care about the tests or the safety, they just wanted you to leave them alone so you finally got what you wanted.)

After checking yourself over, smoothing down your lab coat and making sure your hair wasn’t askew, your hand finds the automated doorway and it opens.

For all of your mind, the wish that you could’ve hid your reaction is high. Seeing a Yautja in a dark grey mask shouldn’t affect you in such a way, and you definitely shouldn’t be thinking what you are… The way your eyes widen slightly, not from fear but from curiosity and the way your breath catches in your throat, something they could definitely hear… it makes you flush slightly. Taking a breath, you look at your commander, nodding slightly before turning to the Yautja. Dark grey mask watches you with a tilted head and once it notices your gaze on it, his head snaps to look in the other direction.

Never had you believed an alien race to show such a predominantly human trait as embarrassment. It’s almost… cute? Shaking your head, you rid yourself of the thoughts and focus on the three in front of you.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you. I assume you have translators?”

The largest one nods, it’s mask a light, titanium coloured grey and you smile slightly, hovering in the doorway. There’s one beside him, looking away and down, his posture slanted as if not wanting to be notice, this one’s mask is a darker grey. The others mask is black. These men… these creatures, surely they know basic rules of a lab. You sigh, shaking your head and addressing each one in turn.

“Please, don’t touch anything. And if your curious, ask. I’m Y/n, by the way.”

Flashing a smile at the unknown aliens seems out of place but you do so anyway, stepping back and allowing them into your space. One of them stops at the doorway, a darker grey mask on, watching you with great interest. A few clicks and trills catch your attention but, as the others don’t react, you don’t either. You watch back, curious as to who will break the eye contact first. He - would it be right to call it a he? - tilts his head slightly before stepping into the lab, following the others. It takes you a moment to notice your commander left but, oddly enough, you felt safe with the Yautja group. A few sharp clicks grab your attention and you turn to the light grey masked one, wondering about it’s attention grabbing sounds.

“This?”

A raspy and distorted voice comes from the mask, the creature pointing at one of your experiments. You can’t help the appreciation that paints your face as you step over, closer than most humans would feel comfortable, and begin explaining the intricacies. Throughout your speech, you feel eyes on you and, as you are seeing two of them looking at your experiments, there’s only one left to be doing so. Without breaking sentence, you turn to look at him and grin as you see him whip his head away in a tense, feigned interest in a sheet of paper… a blank sheet of paper. A slight laugh escapes you, only for him to look back, shoulders visibly dropping into relaxation. A quick smile is flashed his way and, believing you could trust the Yautja, you turn your back to continue your explanation.

You’d barely finished explaining what each component did, the two Yautja painfully invested in your words, when a quiet screech echoes through the metal room. The three of you turn to the last of their group, a hand in front of their greyed mask and a light green blood like substance sliding from their finger. Your frown, walking over quickly and finding he had touched one of the alien blades you had been studying earlier. “Are you alright?”

You can’t disguise the concern in your voice as you walk over, hesitating to touch him. Though, when he doesn’t pull away, you gently take his hand and inspect the wound. Hearing a few clicks and trills no longer bothers you, understanding it’s the same as humans humming or making basic noise. You look up at him, noticing that he hadn’t followed your one rule and has touched something. Shaking your head, the Yautja stills, watching you with interest.

“Silly Yautja.”

Though the words are said with amusement, there’s an underlying tone of worry and care. It makes the yautjas stare and stand as if petrified by Medusa herself. You continue to mutter to yourself, finding a bandage and wrapping up the bleeding cut. He tilts his head as you do so and when your ministration have been completed, he flexes his hand, only to look at you with a deep interest.

“Wolf.”

The deep growl comes from the one in front of you and you can easily tell what he had said. Though in the context it confused you.

“Sorry?”

It gestures to itself, repeating the word. After a moment you nod, smiling softly.

“Wolf? That’s your name?”

He nods, hesitating for a mere moment before tapping his bandage then on your chest, where your heart should be. It was easy enough to guess what he had meant, knowing that the courtesy of thanks had been passed throughout the galaxy. Smiling at him, you nod, tapping your own chest then his in turn. This seems to make him rumble quietly, an appreciative sound that vibrates through your bones as you touch his skin gently.

A quiet hum comes from behind and you jump, realising that you had enacted such an intimate (to their species, at least) moment in front of his clan mates. A light flush takes over your face as you pull away but Wolf lightly places his hands over yours, keeping you skin to skin with him. You bow your head slightly, aware that in may alien species, it was a sign of respect. It seems to be accurate as he gives another quiet rumble.

You find yourself wanting to hear that more and you stop yourself in your tracks. How could you fall for an alien race? It just wasn’t normal and shouldn’t happen… but he is cute. And you just know that behind the mask, he’ll still be better than the humans on this ship.

“Y/n.”

At the direct address, your head snaps up and you pull away from Wolf, much to the Yautjas displeasure. Your captain stands in the doorway, a slightly confused expression present yet he seems to shrug it off quickly.

“Whatever. The others say it’s time to leave and they are gathering in the common. So say goodbye to your… acquaintances.”

He watches you for a moment more and walks off, shaking his head with an amused chuckle. Turning away, you look back to the three Yautja and smile.

“I’ll walk you back?”

All eyes are on Wolf as he nods and clicks quietly, head tilted. The other two lead ahead and you walk with him, watching as he barely makes a sound, the hunter genes shining through. It interests you and, as your gaze becomes more focused, his body becomes more tense.

“You’re beautiful.”

You speak as if reading off facts from a list, stating it in such an obvious way that his mind stutterers for a second, causing his head to snap to your gaze in such a way that you don’t need to see him to wonder what he’s thinking.

“I mean, I love your mask and I can’t help but wonder what’s behind it. I bet you look cool. And your skin is gorgeous, like a snake, not to mention these claws!”

Your hand is in his, bringing them both up so you can trace a gentle finger across each of his sharp talons. He doesn’t pull away, relishing in the contact of such soft, warm skin and in such an innocently romantic way. Your eyes meet the ones of his mask and they shine, a bright smile filling your face.

“I hope we can communicate soon. Perhaps you all wish to come back and look around some more?”

The two of you are stood in the lobby, the other Yautja waiting by the ships entrance for him with a few warning growls and clicks following. Wolf nods, tapping his heart with his free hand and then tapping over yours. Though you don’t speak in such a language, you understand the meaning well enough, given the context. As you,let go of him, a sad smile paints your face.

“I hope you all return safely. We will welcome you back soon. Goodbye.”

The doors shut and you hold onto the fact he looked at you till the very last moment, you hold it with all your heart.

When you get back to your lab, you begin to tidy away the papers and left over rubbish that you had forgotten to put away only for something to catch your eye. Something that hadn’t been there before. Something as a… gift?

A pristine, off-white skull of a seemingly alien creature had been positioned carefully on the side of your desk and you find yourself smiling as you realise that was where Wolf had been stood. Though you had never been in contact with the race before, the message of such a gift was clear enough and you find yourself awaiting the next visit.

As for the skull, you place it on your emptied ledge over your desk. After all, there had to be plenty of space for the rest of the courting gifts, right?

[monnowo]

COMMISSION!!! My actual first yautja commission and is for @himbo-in-limbo !!! Is just one pose, not finished yet…but I really love him!!

[alienvspredator-art]

REQUEST: Predator smut

Ralatioship: Male reader/ Wolf predator.

Warning: SMUT/NSWF. Minors don’t interact!!

Title: Can we have a smut fic of Wolf with a male!reader who likes a lot to tease by messing with his hair and it backfires always?

You smiled as you remembered how it all started, you never imagined that he would reciprocate your feelings, he was an elite Yautja, someone who seemed unattainable.

And you got along well, well, your relationship included a lot of pranks, you two had fun together in a love-hate situation, he made fun of how small you were and you told him that he wasn't as good a hunter as he seemed.

But oh God... how much you wanted him, all that hatred you pretended to have for him disappeared when you focused on his body, his chiseled abdomen and his strong arms, as time went by the jokes diminished, suddenly you acted nervously in front of him. You started to avoid his gaze and blushed when he was around.

You fell in love.

When you finally took courage and confessed your feelings to him, he just watched you, he didn't say anything and left you standing there. Thank goodness you didn't make a public statement, you were already embarrassed enough by the 'rejection'.

You didn't want to see him anymore or show your face, you wanted the earth to swallow you.

But to your surprise, Wolf looked for you at your house later and he talked to you more calmly, he explained to you that he was just joking and that he was also attracted to you, you almost hit him. Again he had gotten his way.

Now they had been together for some time, but nothing had happened, he spent his time busy hunting for him or training the Young Blood and you spent your time on other missions. When he finally returned to the house, you approached him with your hands on your waist.

“And good? Do you think we can finally be alone? “ you asked.

“I think so,” he said.

“I think so…” you repeated, you frowned and approached him, you raised your head so you could look him in the eyes, he was much taller than you. “Damn, I wish you could stay today, but I guess you have another mission, right? That's why you're so thoughtful.”

He nodded, you already assumed it, you knew him well.

“You know that I’m from the elite and that I don't have that much free time” he explained.

“And if... just for today, you stay with me.” Your cheeks burned.

He scoffed “you can't live without me.”

You stretched out your hand and reached for one of the tendrils that swung over his shoulders, the reaction was immediate, he took your wrist.

You knew that those dreadlocks were sensitive, they were an erogenous part of his body and he always pushed you roughly when you tried to touch him, as if he wanted to avoid something.

But you wished he wouldn't avoid anything.

Aware of what your decision could mean, you reached out with your other hand and lightly tugged on a pair of tendrils. He let out a soft grunt and his breathing became irregular. You continued running your hand over his face, over his jaws. He let go of your other hand.

You ran down his abdomen, his skin was so different from yours, so exotic and hot; Then you returned to his head where you deliberately pulled on his dreadlocks, causing him to let out a quite audible moan, it was a kind of low growl that caused your legs to tremble.

You removed your hands and raised an eyebrow:

“And good? I think you can't live without me either.” You said, so sure of yourself.

He growled, but he didn't seem angry, he just pushed you into the dining room, you were left with your abdomen against the wood and your feet dangling over the edge. He raised his hands up your thighs, he could already feel his hard member beginning to stand up, there were so many nights in which he dreamed of you, it was easy to get excited.

“Do you want to play dirty?” his voice sounded different, thicker, hotter, you made an effort to get up and he imprisoned your hands in yours, bringing his body closer to your back.

You couldn't take it anymore. Your body asked for him.

And Wolf wanted you too but he was worried... you were smaller, he didn't want to hurt you and he wasn't really sure if this was what you wanted. He just needed to hear no and he would leave you alone.

“It's okay” you whispered, your own member began to throb, you just wanted him to make you his and that's it. Here and now, in the kitchen, the place didn't matter to you! You only cared about being with him.

Those brief words ignited his body, you unbuttoned your pants and let them fall down your legs, he put a finger towards your hole and a moan escaped your lips when he introduced a little bit inside you, he repeated the action several times, preparing you, to It was like a wonderful torture and moans escaped your lips, you couldn't control yourself.

Wolf caressed you without haste, enjoying your body and moments later he unbuckled his belt and his loincloth fell to the floor, his member was free, he felt relieved to get rid of the pressure, you turned your head a little and he dresses; It was thick, big and ridged, much better than you had imagined and it had some lubricant on the tip.

You clenched your fists, angry at not finding anything you could hold on to on the smooth table, right after you felt the strong grip of his hands on your hips, distracting you from your search.

It was your last chance to refuse, but there was nothing else you wanted more than to be with him, you relaxed your body.

He began to enter you, his hands left your hips and placed themselves on the table.

“Shit!” He exclaimed, he was about to collapse on your back, you were so tight and he couldn't stop a growl from leaving his lips.

“F-fuck!”You said, the immense stretch caused you a wave of pleasure and pain, you once thought about not being able to bear the entire length of him, but now you couldn't think clearly.

He gave you a few moments to breathe, you adjusted your own angle on the table and then he started fucking you.

You could feel him so deep inside you, all those strange textures of his own skin, all his movements, he went in and out, maintaining a slow and long rhythm, the pain slowly faded away, you were adjusting to his girth and you wanted to. further.

“C-come on, I like this, don't stop!” You have never felt more complete, ever.

Wolf increased the speed of his thrusts, making you delirious and scream, he growled, above you, he spoke in his own language, as if he had forgotten all the English you had taught him.

You were so close...

And then you clenched your fists so hard, you felt your own release and he was still pushing into you, dragging you to a second orgasm, your inner walls squeezing his member tightly, he wasn't going to last any longer.

With a deafening roar he came inside you, spilling his seed until he filled you completely, you felt all that heat embrace inside you, flooding you, the liquid ran down your legs and Wolf was still ejaculating.

“F-fuck…” You whispered, he pulled away from you.

“I think I've won this fight” Wolf said, you rolled your eyes, you were about to complain when he pushed you away from the table and brought you closer to his chest, you were both sweaty, you were still agitated but he just held you against his body, you knew that this was his own way of showing you his affection, yautja weren't usually loving, but here Wolf was, hugging your body, because you were the most precious thing to him.

You smiled, “I love you,” you said, you weren’t sure you could stay standing, you were exhausted, but luckily, he was by your side.

[idonthaveenoughideasforthis]

Наконец-то дорисовала этот арт :) Захотела зарисовать появление моего мальчика. Может чуть позже напишу более подробно про это.

I finally finished this art :) I wanted to sketch the appearance of my boy. Maybe I'll write more about it later.

Я не знаю ставить ли это в отметку "для взрослых" или нет...

I do not know whether to mark it as "for adults" or not…

[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)

[darkone09]

Happy Holidays everyone and thank you all for the support!

It’s been too long but I’m glad to say that new chapters for HAA, Respect and Rise Up will be posted for NEW Years! Or maybe earlier who knows? lol

I thank you all for being patient with me as life’s been difficult and had to take personal time away from everything, including my work.

But I made a promise to keep going no matter how long it takes.

Stay tuned for more and Good Hunting!!! 🎄🎅👍😉❤️

[yautjalover]

I have been taking my sweet time to finish my fanfic “Star Child”. It’s coming together beautifully and I’m honestly sad to put Dhare and Ashaki down. 🥺 They’ve been my babies for almost two years now. It feels like losing a part of myself! It’s wild how attached you can feel to characters who live in your head.

If any of you have been looking for a story with a black protagonist, then you would definitely love my fanfic “Star Child”! It’s an epic enemies to lovers romance between a human woman and an Elite male Yautja. There’s drama, there’s angst, steamy smut, and lots of action! Check it out here (Ao3) and on WattPad! I really hope you love it!

Tags include: Idiots in Love, Wrongly Perceived Unrequited Attraction, Bisexual Male Character (Dhare is a Bisexual!), Plus Size mc (Ashaki), Miscarriage, PTSD, Near Death Experience, Eventual Smut, Fluff, etc.

The WattPad Cover ❤️

I own this cover. Commissioned by me to Cyvorg.

[just-some-trans-nobody]

Showing your Yautja your hyperfixation collecton

Yautja x Reader (gender neutral prounons)

I feel like almost everyone on tumblr has a hyperfixation collecton of some sort lol. Heres your Yautja mate reacting to you showing them it. Just some slice of life fluff!

If you have any certain hyperfixation collection you want to see comment it and I'll absolutely make a part 2.

Warnings: mentions of bones and animal pelts, taxidermy, very slight meantions of nsfw no details at all

Minors do not interact!

-----------------------------------------

Male Yautja

Your showing him your collection of bones? Oh my what a mighty hunter you are tiny ooman getting all of these bones. He knows what each bone is even if you don't but he doesn't say anything about it. If you think a bone is something it's not he won't correct you, he thinks it's adorable. It doesn't matter how you got the bones, you could have found them on a walk or even bought them, he'll keep calling you tiny hunter. If you give him any bone from your collection instant purring. It's going right next to his biggest skull it takes first place as his favorite trophy.

Your collection isn't bones but small little trinkets? He loves it all the same. He'll lightly chitter as he looks at all the bits and bobs you have. You definitely have things he's never seen before. At first you won't notice but slowly your collection is growing with things you don't remember finding until you catch him adding little trinkets to your collection slowly. He'll deny his actions at first but then he'll start asking you if you liked his little gifts. From then on he gives you the little gifts in person, he wants to see your face when he gives you them, that and he's hoping for praise but he won't admit that.

Your collecting stuffed animals? Why? You can just cuddle him. Is he not enough? He's very jealous of your stuffed animals at first, going so far to flare his mandibles in a aggressive manner at your stuffed animals. He keeps this up until one day after coming back home from a busy day you find him laying on top of all your stuffed animals purring loudly. They smell like you and are so squishy he now understands why you love them so much. He starts buying you more and once they smell like you he'll take one or several of them to keep on his ship to cuddle when he's away. Your only getting them back when they lose your scent, then he'll trade you for more of them! He'll get so excited when he finds rare stuffed animals and races to your home to give it to you. Do you like his new trophy that he "hunted" for you? Please tell him you love it and give him some kisses he'll be purring up a storm!

Female Yautja

Oh so you collect pens? How intresting ooman show her more. Ooman language is so strange a swiggly to her, cursive looks like art to her and will gladly watch you write in cursive. She watchs your pen move like a cat watching a laser pointer. It doesn't matter what pen you collect she's fasinated by them all. Could be fountain pens, pens that have fluffy balls at the end of them, regular gel pens, pens that don't look like pens. If you have a pen that looks like a sword or axe that's her favorite, she won't tell you but she'll chitter and pur more when she sees you using that one than when you use the other ones. Whenever she's at the market she'll always check to see if anyone has pens or ink she can get you. You don't have to ask she'll automatically get them for you. She likes spoiling her little mate let her do this.

You collect pelts? Now your speaking her language! She'll fixation dump on you too about pelts. Get ready for snuggles in piles on piles of pelts while she tells you how she got every single one of them. If you don't yet live together she'll give you some of her pelts, please please give her some of your pelts she'll be in love. Bonus points if your the one you tanned the pelt. If you do live together your pelt collections are being combined. Swapping pelt care tips are a must of course she loves talking about pelts and listening to you talk about them. If she ever comes home to find you drapped in only her pelts her heart is racing, don't expect to sleep that night.

If you collect odd taxidermy she get's a little confused. Now we're not talking about a stuffed bird were talking frogs taxidermed in the position of them fencing each other, squirls wearing top hats and suits with canes, mice in Christmas clothes, really weird taxidermy. She understands having bones and pelts but this is odd. She's not judging of course but it is odd, just like her odd little ooman.l whom she loves dearly. Every time you show her something new you got she just loves seeing the look of pure joy on your face as you talk about it or how you found it. Just seeing how happy it makes you makes her happy. She will start gifting you odd taxidermy too, she either finds them at different markets or makes you more herself. Theres a lot of reference piece's she can take inspiration from, it's clear which ones you like the most and so she will try to make similar ones to it with animals she hunts herself.

You collect buttons? How strange, why? She's confused by it but wont question it you always seem to amaze her with your different hobbies and interests. Will sit with you on her lap while you show her each and every button you have and any stories connected to it. If you have names for some or even all of the buttons she will remeber them and if you always refer to the buttons by their names she will too. She'll always be supportive of your collection. If she sees a button she thinks you might like she'll take it, even if it belongs to someone else. She'll by it if it's at a market or shop of course she has standers but she thinks nothing of it taking a button from weaker beings. Yonk hers now. Will give it to you with a proud smile wanting praise for finding it for you. Absolutely will pur when you do give her praise. Ask her to name one of the buttons? She would be honored. If you sow one of your favorite buttons to one of her articles of clothing she would cherish it forever. Anyone who says anything bad about the button has their head ripped off and kicked like a soccer ball of a cliff. That's her oomans favorite button how dare you! She likes the clinky sounds some of the button's make, please clink them for her she stop whatever she's foing just to listen to them. Her favorite button is a teddy bear with a little blue bow tie. She won't tell you that but it's always the one she picks up and twirls around in her fingers when she lays around the house.

[killershrike]

Rating: Explicit

Archive Warning: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Category: F/M

Fandoms: Alien vs Predator (2004) Aliens vs Predators Series - Various Authors Predators (2010) The Predator (2018 ) Predator Original Series (1987-1990)

Relationships: Original Female Yautja/Original Trans Male Character

Summary: Dustin really had become someone else entirely, a person he didn't recognize. Who mindlessly followed orders and took abuse all while saying “Yes, sir.”

This is never what he wanted. This is never who he wanted to be.

Kha'cte's question echoes in his head. Do you want to come with me, little rabbit?

All his life, Dustin had tried to escape. Escape his pain, explain stigma, escape the shadow of a future alone looming over him. All he wanted was to escape. And now, Kha’cte is here, and she's offering Dustin the ultimate escape of all.

A new world, a fresh start, a society that would accept him.

[symbioticyautja]

Short story, cause this song makes for a good sad love song.

Across the Stars

The palace had a roaring gathering with council members and elders. They were enjoying a new year. The palace was grand and intimidating, the Yautja built it that way to show off their might.

Whilst the gathering was going on, a human was on the balcony, enjoying the sites and beauty of the jungle that the palace was built around. The stars were so much better to look here on this planet, than earth.

It was rare a human to be on this planet, some humans did set foot on it, but only for short times. This human, however, was invited to stay. He was a 5’9, decently built human, he wore his human clothes. Mostly a black hoodie and black pants, nothing much else. He did love his Vans though, he always wore them. He wore them on missions/hunts too.

“I thought you’d be out here, Isaac….” Said a deep, stoic, and yet calming voice. It was an elite Berserker Yautja, 8’5ft, it was pure black with purple spots and gold markings all over. He had some splitter design on him as well. He wore his hunting attire, it was shiny for the party. It was his armor causing the shine. Isaac reacted and stood straight for a bit. “Oh! Hi, Aloysius…”

Aloysius walked through the glass door and stood beside Isaac. They both stood there, silence growing between them. The wind blew the trees, the sounds of the jungle was nice. Isaac closed his eyes and just enjoyed the peace.

“You know…. The clan leader wanted to meet you” Aloysius said, looking down at the human. His bio-mask was off and the mandibles moved. Isaac cleared his throat “Oh I know. I waved at him and came out here” Aloysius rolled his eyes “You need to meet him, you live here now….” Aloysius said and folding his arms.

Isaac looked up at Aloysius, The big brute was always nice to look at, but his eyes. A deep blue, the most calming eyes to be seen. Isaac looked away and at the jungle view again. “Don’t you think it’s weird that you aren’t seeking a female?” Isaac said.

Aloysius let down his arms “I told you…. You are the one I seek. Specially after you pulled” Aloysius said, Isaac scoffed “Let’s not talk about that fiasco… that mission went off the rails fast.” Isaac said. Aloysius chuckled adjust his posture to look at his human more. “That mission is the reason why you are here, why you are wanting to be seen by everyone, and a CLAN leader wants to talk to you.” Aloysius said, then he got closer.

Isaac notice and adjust himself to be closer as well, putting his hands down from the folding position. “Look… he knows I don’t care for Females… I respect them of course, and I sure don’t wanna piss them off. But” He grabs Isaac’s hand and holds it. “I want you. I can’t explain it, but…” Isaac just smiled “Yes, Aloysius… I wouldn’t mind being your mate…” Isaac said with a smile.

Aloysius just smiled, a happiness slowly overwhelming him. They both stayed close, holding hands, looking at the stars. “Never thought a yautja, let alone an elite berserker would fall for a human.” Isaac said with some tease in his voice. Aloysius just smiled, they both slowly interlocked their fingers and looked at the Stars.

“It’s nice…isn’t it?” Isaac said. Aloysius kept smiling like a massive dork “Oh you have no idea….” They just stayed there, enjoying the company of each other . And just embracing the moment….

“From Strangers to Friends, Friends into Lovers, and strangers again…”

[looseratinthegarage]

YAUTJA DISCORD COMMUNITY

So I’m making a discord for predator fans. I’ve joined a couple of the ones already existing but I didn’t really like them and they were pretty inactive. The server is still a tiny baby, I’m still developing it. If you’d like to help create the community, such as make channels, categories, and events please message me directly on discord!!

You have to be 13+ to join the server, and 18+ to join the nsfw channels. NSFW channels are basically where the adults can chat and simp for characters without exposing the children to inappropriate content. I want this community to be safe for ALL. That means all ages, fans, simps, and average enjoyers of the franchise are welcome. If anyone wishes to be a moderator and help keep the server safe then again message me directly on discord!! :3

Username: boarf.

[monnowo]

Hello everyone… sorry for not being here with you those last months but wasnt very good with me… so im opening emergency comissions (just sketches) of your most naughty Yautja fantasies!!! Please, is u are interested, contacto me ;)

[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.*

[idonthaveenoughideasforthis]

Перешла на клип студио) Программа намного удобнее Саи, жаль что пыталась игнорировать ее, боясь изменений в рисовании. Придумала новых персонажей. Спасибо иде��м в ванне и долгим поездкам.