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zandra-lang-cave · 1 year
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Base on the "humans are space orcs" tag I'm obsessed with recently.
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"So let me get this straigh" says a faceless octopus like creature. Her antennas shaking slightly wile she crosse four of her eight appendices in a disappointed manner that manages to be slightly terryfiyin to the two creatures in front of her.
"YOU" she point at the younge rock like creature while this one tried to put back its broken hand in to place "play a prank in our captain. Our HUMAN captain. To demonstrate HIM" she pointed at the small 3 legged boy that just keep looking at the floor in shame "that humans are not to be feared because 'human are on average week and most likely to flee'. Did I understood correctly?" She finishes.
"I mean yes. That's the basic of it" says the rock person while they finish to attach their limb back "I didn't expect her to kick my hand, or break it apart from my arm and then run away into a wall" they finish In a sheepish tone "didn't know humans were so strong, I mean not even in a combat I have lost a limb!"
"It was terrifying to see" says the smaller boy "you say she would freeze or run! Why did she atack?!" He scream.
"In most circumstances of danger most Humans would run" the faceless woman speak "but sandy, do you really belive we would have a 'defenseless' human has a captain without them being combat efficient?" She questioned "humans might not be the strongest in the galaxy but they can still pack a punch when trethen"
"But marcy, she is a human. How could she break my hand?" sandy says while they rub their wrist.
"Casey might be human. But Humans have a tendency that when under panic of a threat they can get an extreme strenght boost in exchange of the abilty to sence their own pain. They can easily break a golem under those circumstances" marcy states while moving her antennas to the captains body to sence any harm "now, she doesn't have any actuall injury. She just pass out. Leave my medic unit while I wait for the captain to wake up. Then she decide what to do with you two" she finish.
"Yes doctor" says the golem.
"Why me!? I didn't do anything!" Says the three legs boy.
"Randal you could have stop them. I have seen you convince sandy to stop themselves before. If you didn't do it its also partially your fault" marcy states.
Randal stays silent for a moment before saying "fair enough. Come on big stone, Lets leave and enjoy our time before death"
With that say Randal and sandy leave the medic station.
"How much longer are you planing on staying" says the octopuses while looking at the human in the medic bed "Because I have a new medic assistance to train you know"
"The kids got a cockroach in MY ship. Let me rest before I chew them a new one" the human spoke without moving or opening their eyes.
"O for the stars. Is just a small insect. You smash the spiders without a second thought"
"Marcy you don't get it" Casey stood up from the bed and start pacing in the room "it was a FLIYING cockroach. It flew from their hand and now I have a FLIYING cockroach in my ship!" Casey states hysterically.
"Your a captain. Act like it, Now leave" says the faceless lady.
"Fine. I'd leave, but if I die I blame those kids and apoint you has new captain" with that say Casey leaves, looking cautiously everywhere.
"So..." says a small voice "when are you gonna tell the captain she have a 'cockroach' has a new member of her crew" a small insect like creature similar to an earth cockroach crawl from under a desk and flew to the doctors shoulder.
"When she stops eating my melron berry cake" marcy says "she is allergic to it but I swear to the stars humans would eat everything has Long it doesn't let them on bed rest"
"You are a menace doctor" says the smaller creature amuse.
"Adicus I will not be the second in comand of this ship if I wasn't. Now help me organize the crew next medical screening"
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And done. Haven't write this much in 2 years. any advice or criticism is accepted
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justl-12 · 4 months
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leyendecker study with pearl (she doesn't look like shes looking at the note but eh)
i miss season 9
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Okay so I need someone who's better at landscapes and art style replication than I am to hop on this idea. because this man and his alien planet biome and storyline were made for the scavengers reign art style fr
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slkflowr · 16 days
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the girls !!!! 💖
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madamrynodm · 2 months
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Batcher is an official service hound now, she's a good good girl
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i-drop-level-one-loot · 9 months
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*NSFW* How to train your pet Human (Yandere!Alien X GN!Reader)
CW: Mind break, training, human pet, pet/owner relationship, humiliation, dub-con, non-con, dead dove
Pt 2, pt 3
(Reader) sat quietly and fearfully in a small cage that didn't allow for any wiggle room, their legs falling asleep under them from being in the same position for so long. They didn't remember how they got here, in a cage surrounded by freaks in what seemed to be a street market, only remembering walking home from the convenience store a little past midnight and seeing a white, blinding light before passing out.
Aliens of all shapes stuck their disgusting faces towards the bars of (Reader's) cage, speaking in sounds that didn't sound like speech at all. (Reader) watched as sniffling cages near them were bought one by one, and feared for their future.
After nearly an entire day (Reader) felt their cage lift high above the ground without shaking, and witnessed a tall creature draped with beautiful deep blue robes raise the cage to get a better look at (Reader's) face without needing to bend down. And bending down to the tiny cage must have been impossible without dirtying it's knees, since it seemed over seven feet tall.
It's face face was smooth, with large, opal colored eyes eyes in a hard shelled face. There was no nose, or lips, on its black and purple iridescent face. It spoke in a human like voice, in an earth language (Reader) couldn't understand.
"What?" Their voice was dry from dehydration.
"I asked what language you speak."
The voice was higher than expected, and melodic, yet still masculine. He lowered the cage to his hip, but didn't set (Reader) down, exchanging chatter with the seller and handing over a bag full of, what (Reader) assumed to be, some type of currency.
(Reader) was carried back to what looked like to be a large ship, dying of anxiety over what was going to become of them. They passed through multiple corridors and gateways, before entering a room decorated with glass cases and blue drapery the same color as the alien's cloak. He placed the cage on the floor and unlatched it, stepping back to give (Reader) space.
They tried to stand, but their legs were dead from the hours they spent bent doubled over. They cried in pain as the feeling began to slowly tingle down their thighs to their feet.
"What is wrong, human?"
(Reader) wiped away the snot and tears rolling down their chin. "My-My legs are numb from sitting in the cage. It hurts."
The one who bought (Reader) reached under their arm pits, raising them up and sitting them on a very high desk. He reached with what looked like scaled hands and began to massage their legs. (Reader) whined in discomfort, both at the pain and the uncomfortable situation, fearful to push the much taller creature away. Now that they were out of the cage, the alien was much taller and imposing, visibly sleek bodied under the fabric, but not scrawny, (Reader) could feel his strength.
"What is your name, human?"
"...(Reader)."
"(Reader)." He practiced saying their name, still massaging their legs. "I am Kirtch."
(Reader) nervously fiddled with the bottom of their shirt. "Why am I here?"
Kirtch pried his eyes away from their legs, looking down into (Reader's) scared face. "This will be your new home."
"What?" (Reader's) heart dropped into their stomach.
"I promise your safety, (Reader). I will do my best to provide you with comfort." Kirtch picked (Reader) up again, but didn't set them down, carrying them around the room giving them a little tour. The room was actually three, entering from the main hall into a study first, with another door leading to a bedroom, a small restroom hidden within that.
"I didn't expect to be bringing you home, so I don't have any human furniture yet. Although I've never owned a human before there is no need for you to fret, I have done extensive research, and I am confident as a first time owner."
(Reader) only just began to fully realize what was happening to them. "I.. I want to go home." The back of their throat got tight, choking back a sob painfully. Their nose began to tingle and they knew they wouldn't be able to hold back their tears for long.
Kirtch rubbed their back in what was supposed to be a comforting manor, but his hands were harder than a humans, and it was rough against their skin. "You'll feel better once your adjustment period is over. I shall bring you something to eat. It won't be a cultural dish from your planet, but it will be made of human safe ingredients."
(Reader) stretched their legs while trying to smile through their tears. 'Like hell. I'd rather die.'
They watched as he left the room, wondering how far away the kitchen or dining area was from the room they were in. (Reader) waited for a few minutes after Kirtch left before shakily rushing towards the door. But the door had no handles or knobs, it was a flat wall with barley any indication that there was an opening at all. They touched all over the spot (Reader) had seen the tall man had placed his hand, but nothing happened.
"no no nO NO!" They slapped the "door" in frustration. Time for plan B. (Reader) pressed their back against the wall, as flat as they could muster, just trying to make sure they wouldn't be visible in Kirtch's peripherals. The fear was destroying the lining of (Reader's) stomach, gurgling uncomfortably.
A whirring noise activated as Kirtch entered the room, holding a tray in his hands. It was quick, but (Reader) snuck right behind Kirtch and out the room without him noticing, right before the automatic door slid shut. The walls of the hallway were very tall and slightly rounded, made out of a blue metal. (Reader) began running in the direction they remembered entering from. They knew the probability that they were still on land was slim, but dying was better than being kept a prisoner without any hope of returning home.
(Reader) made it down only one hallway before strong hands effortlessly lifted them under their armpits. They kicked while crying, not seemingly phasing Kirtch in the slightest. He brought them back to his room, and his lack of anger hurt (Reader's) pride; it was good that he wasn't furious, threatening to hurt them, but his calmness reinforced the futility of (Reader's) escape attempt.
"That was my fault. I read that humans were prone to escaping, especially in the adjustment period. I should have expected this." He sat down, a deep imitation of a sigh rumbling through his hard chest. Kirtch sat down in his large chair in front of his desk, and laid (Reader) across his knees as their face fell. "Knowing this is my fault brings me no joy for what I need to do, however the manual did say that humans will test authority and will continue to do so if not punished."
(Reader) protested while squirming, incapable of breaking free as Kirtch slid their pants down to their thighs, exposing their bare bottom. His shelled hand was cold against their skin. (Reader) clenched to prepare themselves for contact, but it was useless against the inhuman slap, his hard flesh resulting in a sharp pain like they had been struck with a paddle instead of a hand. They yelped, squeezing their thighs together as the tears began to form again.
Another slap connected with their ass painfully, stinging as their tender rear began to bruise.
"I'm so-sorry!" (Reader) blubbered, another whack rippling their buttocks aggressively.
"Humans may appear remorseful, however this is self defense tactic to cease the pain they are experiencing. Unless one establishes themselves as the dominant force, they will continue to act out."
"No! I really am sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!!" Their voice cracked as they screamed out the apology between sobs and slaps.
Kirtch smiled, rubbing the skin he had split open, stinging the fresh cuts. "I shall finish with your punishment for now. I do not wish to spoil you, but I would be lying if I didn't have a soft spot for you, my cute little pet. The next time this happens I will not be so gentle.."
(Reader) widened their eyes in horror. That was gentle?!
"Would you rather spend your first night in my bed, or shall I prepare a nest on the floor for you? I will buy a suitable human bed for you tomorrow, of course, but until then..?"
"The floor." (Reader) replied a little too quickly.
A "nest" of bedding was constructed, and (Reader) did find it quite comfortable, but refused to sleep, fearful that at any moment they would be in danger. They rested for what only felt like three or fours hours, max, before Kirtch rose from his bed and begun his day. His routine was uncannily similar to a human's, rising and dressing in his robe, stretching and leaving to five something to eat. It only enraged (Reader) further at their inhumane treatment.
"I am not a dog." They whispered to themselves, as though fearful they would forget.
The ship must have been still docked at the trader's colony, because throughout the day gifts for (Reader) were brought into Kirtch's room and office. With each piece of "human" furniture Kirtch would happily rub (Reader's) head, petting them like an animal and waiting for them to show some kind of sign that they enjoyed their new toys. But (Reader) showed no such sign, feeling humiliated as they were treated like a cat instead of an adult human. But they didn't snack away Kirtch's hand, or tell him off, scared of being punished again, so they simply sulked, trying to hide from his gaze so they could disassociate without interruption.
His new pet's attitude was making Kirtch worried. He flipped through the human owning handbook, wondering what he could be doing wrong. They seemed so stressed, and Kirtch felt it was far worse than the normal stress of a new environment. Then Kirtch flipped to an interesting chapter on chemical responses. "If your human has pent up frustrations or stress, a fun way to help them relieve themselves is the manual release of the chemical oxytocin..."
(Reader) hid under a box, hating the irony of their hiding place while they tried to formulate a new escape plan, now knowing that they were in fact still connected to some type of land. Not every alien could be a cruel monster, there had to be some kind of interplanetary animal rights group or space hippies. The box was lifted and removed from (Reader) sat to the side as Kirtch smiled down on them.
"I'm sorry I haven't been playing with you, pet. I've been so busy trying to make this room more comfortable for you that I have been unintentionally neglecting you." He scooped (Reader) up into his arms, and brought them over to his desk, which he had already cleared off. (Reader) nervously glanced around, wondering what was going to happen to them. "But I wanted to help you become acclimated to your new home. And you still feel more comfortable the sooner we ease your stress." He pulled out a box and a couple of strange bottles with syringes.
(Reader) scrambled to get away, but was quickly held down by one hand, being shushed in what was supposed to be a calming manner. One of the strange bottles filled the syringe, making (Reader) thrash harder. Kirtch pulled down their pants, revealing their still sore ass cheeks, and stuck in the needle, injecting them with the unknown liquid. (Reader) cried out as a warm sensation rippled through their body, turning their limbs to jello and making it difficult to breathe.
Kirtch released them, seeing that they could no longer run from him. (Reader) growled, pissed off that their body wouldn't act as they wanted it to. "What did you do to me?!" Their body was rapidly heating, becoming to feverish to hold up.
"If your human has pent up frustrations or stress, a fun way to help them relieve themselves is the manual release of the chemical oxytocin..." Kirtch opened the box next, revealing a strange rubber looking object shaped like a cup on the outside with polyps inside. "I have always wanted a pet human, (Reader), so I was very excited to see you for sale. You are the most attractive like human I've ever seen, and I promise to give you a long, happy life."
The device was placed on (Reader's) crotch, attaching itself to their pubic area without needing to be held on. It came to life, each nub moving on it's own as it rubbed (Reader's) growing erection. The contraption grew against (Reader's) body, enlarging to fill every hole and crevice, pulsating and writhing like a living creature.
"No! It feels gross! Take it off!" (Reader) screamed in fear, watching as their hips bucked against their will and their nipples hardened through their shirt. Tears over how unfair everything was pricked at their eyes. Kirtch lifted (Reader) into the sitting position, rubbing their back soothingly while giving them a better view of the throbbing toy violating them.
"Shh. There's a good pet.." His words felt like taunts to (Reader) as they kept approaching their orgasm.
(Reader's) body was shaking as it begged for release, but (Reader) held strong, trying to rob Kirtch of the satisfaction of seeing them crumble. Another bottle was opened, this one however was poured down (Reader's) throat before they had a chance to cognitively force themselves to close their mouth. The warm liquid was tasteless and odorless, but the effect was like an immediate five shots of vodka, clearing (Reader's) sinuses and plunging them into a drunken stupor.
"What..? What..?" (Reader) couldn't even form their sentence correctly. Their unfocused eyes drifted around confusedly before snapping down to their lower regions, feeling their stomach muscles clench in anticipation.
Kirtch continued to rub their head and chest, gently rubbing their head like a good puppy while he rolled their nipple between his harsh fingers. "Whose my good little pet?"
"Ahh! No.. I'm not a pet.." (Reader's) whimpering voice mewled pathetically, their quivering lips complimenting their sweaty visage. The tingling feeling that had been building was ready to overflow.
"Don't you want to cum, little pet? It's okay. I'll make sure to always keep you happy like this, all you have to do is ask nicely." Kirtch leaned in, amused by his human's drenched thighs soaking his desk, shaking from being denied their orgasm. Behind (Reader's) back, Kirtch held a remote. They would not achieve relief until they played the part of a good little pet.
Drool dripped down (Reader's) chin, unnoticed by their hazy mind. "I-I want to cum."
"What was that?"
"Please let me cum?" They moaned, trying to press themselves deeper into the toy.
A button was pressed outside of (Reader's) peripherals.
Their body rocked violently as (Reader) was finally allowed to achieve their climax. Kirtch continued to stroke their head affectionately, whispering words of praise to his little human as liquid dripped from between the toy and their wet holes.
Kirtch kissed the top of their damp head, still smiling over how adorable (Reader) was. Although he hoped his pet would come to love him and enjoy his company on their own, he was secretly excited to use this toy on his little pet again. He peeled the appliance off, causing (Reader) to twitch sensitively in Kirtch's arms. Their eyes were unfocused and glazed, but Kirtch found that it wasn't a bad look on (Reader).
"Why don't you lay down for a nap, little pet. We'll play some more when you wake up."
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melancholyofautvmn · 1 month
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VIVINOS WANTS ME DEAD WHAT THE FUCKK
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dulcelem · 9 days
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I can't fucking believe this is canon guys like look at his face. His EYES. GOD. What a lovesick fool. This look is too sweet and caring and tender and crazy and knowing it's making me SICK
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vampirologist · 9 months
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creatures of horror
pumpkinhead (1988) / brain damage (1988) / alien (1979) / the thing (1981) / possession (1981) / eraserhead (1977) / the fly (1986) / basket case (1982) / beetlejuice (1988)
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zandra-lang-cave · 1 year
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Well so, apparently people like the first part so I decide to make more. It was suppose to be just one small story but now I Have alot of ideas so now this is a series, no plot just shenanigans in space but still. This a thing now.
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Humans are weird is common knowledge around the galaxy. They live in a extremely dangerous planet yet somehow managed to survive the hostile place. Human are resileant, surprisingly strong and smarter than they look.
So, with all that knowledge, Casey panic was both amusing and worrisome to the four individuals on the resting station.
"Casey get out of the closet!" Screams the doctor of the ship.
"I'm a pan disasters and I'm proud!" the captain scream
"I mean the literal closet" the seekat spoke with an uninpress tone. Her antennas shaking slightly.
"In your God damn dreams" says the human of the ship.
"OH for the stars. I already told you, aticus is not a cockroach. He looks like one but he is not" marcy tried to reason "can you please just get out alredy"
"Yeah he is, he is small, insect like and potentially radioactive immune. He is a cockroach!" Casey states.
"He is sentient, you are hurting his feelings" marcy says.
"Don't worry doc, I'm use to it. It comes with being "unattractive" to most creatures" aticus says while he rest on a wall.
"It doesn't matter aticus, this stop being funny a long time ago" she says while trying to open the closet door by force.
"Speak for your self" says the golem "I'm loving this!"
"It's certainly amusing" says Randal while hiding a smirk behind his 6 finger hand.
"No its not" says the doctor.
"Look If me being here is gonna be a problem, maybe I should see to joining other crew" says the smalles creature. A resign tone in his voice could be heard.
"Not if I have a says in the matter" marcy says "look Casey, I know you have a irrational fear-"
"It's not irrational!" The human interrupt "I grew up surrounded by them all the time. Cockroach are gross, disgusting and get everywhere!"
"You say it your self, cockroach do all that" marcy says trying to reason with her captain "aticus is not a cockroach. He is a Tarlux. a small, insect like being with psychic abilities. He is not gonna hurt you"
"Honestly I really can't even If I tried. I kind of the runt of my batch, my psychic abilities are the weakest of my siblings" aticus claims "that's why I join this crew, I can help more has a medic"
"Look I know you can't harm me. Honestly No cockroach can, but its... it's hard to keep that in mind when every time I see you I can only remember something... bad that happen to me" Casey admites, the shame she felt could be heard in her voice.
There was silent in the room, no one new how to react. This was Casey the human, their captain strong enough to break a golem body. Hearing her so bulnerable seems wrong.
"This isn't fun anymore" says sandy.
"There's gotta be something we can do to get the captain to interact with the new guy. Because I would really like for him to stay, he is cool" spoke Randal while he tried looking a solution in their holopad.
Marcy stays thinking in silent then spoke in a gentle tone "then maybe we should start one step at a time" The doctor got close to the closet and put one of her tentacles in the door "can you open the door so you can meet my assistant and newest member of the crew?"
There was silent In the room before the captain spoke "I can get close... just don't touch me aticus please" she says in a whisper.
"I promise not to lady Casey" says Atticus.
The closet door opens and Casey got out of it slowly.
"You are polite one" the human says while getting close to the wall where the Tarlux rest. The doctor following behind her with 4 of her tentacles arround her body "That's good for a medic assistance, specially If you are going to work with miss grumpy here" she says pointing at the seekat.
"She is a menace but very cool to work with" the Tarlux spoke "the name is Atticus the fifteen, from the north colony in the planet Huetsi from the nova system"
"Pleasure to meet you, the name is Casey, from Baltimore city in the planet earth from the solar system" the human spoke "sorry for my outburst, Is gonna take time for that to not happen again but I promise you did nothing wrong" she finish.
"Don't worry, it's good enough apology if you let me stay in your crew" He says.
"Please says yes captain" Randal says.
"Please say yes he is really cool" the golem pleads.
The captain stays silent with a thinking face for a moment "well, whe can talk about it during dinner" she finish.
"Don't worry" the doctor spoke "I can convince her" she jokes.
Everyone laugh while they start walking to the dinning station.
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And done, I think I'm gonna call this series, shenanigans in spaces. That summarize everything.
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fixing-bad-posts · 5 months
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mortality is fear. mortals are in danger. threat here found to a mortal.
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xx-sketchy-xx · 8 months
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bad habits Actor Wally au! By the one and only @frillsand
absolutely love him haha
(I may or may not have fell I love with @/cutepotatook swirly instructions lol xD)
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baby-alien11 · 11 months
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being the good girl dating Ethan Morales
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Since the beggining of high school, well even before that, you were known as the girl who never got in trouble, got good grades and never went to parties, you were always invited, but never attended due to being occupied with school
You use to hang out with Devi, Eleanor and Fabiola because they were nice and study hang outs were always fun
Because of your personality and calmed aura, everyone expected you to date someone similar to you
So, when at the beggining of senior year you and Ethan Morales entered the school holding hands, everyone lost their minds, even the teachers
Theories started to fload almost inmediatly, some said that he lost a bet, others that it was a joke, some that you entered your rebel phase
But in reality, everything was real
Things started during summer when the both of you encounter at a night at a 7/11 where you went to get some snacks for the week, Ethan was there but getting some beers with his fake id
Unfortunately that night, you somehow forgot to take your wallet with you, and in a weird turn of events Ethan who was behind you in the line, pay for your snacks
"So, what's the princess doing this late out of her castle?", Ethan asked before you could leave, "What happened to the guardian dragons?"
"They are out of town", you responded knowing that he was refering to your parents, "And don't call my parents that"
"That doesn't respond my first question"
"I run out of my secret snacks and didn't want to wait until tomorrow"
"In that case, let me see what I just pay"
Without asking for permition, Ethan just started to dig into the bag until he pulled out a package of Sour Patch Kids
"Those are my favourites", you shrugged
"Mines too", Ethan smiled
In response, you also smiled feeling comfortable with him
That was the beggining of a friendship that evolute to a relationship
Even if the school found the relationship weird, you and Ethan were happy with each other
Thanks to you, he started to get better notes at school
And your spanish got better thanks to him
Heaven by Julia Michaels was your official relationship song
If someone ever think of messing with you, the next day or even sooner, the person will have something damaged
While you liked to wear some of his clothes like sweatshirts, frannels or shirts, he liked to wear your scrunchies and hair ties, your accesories like necklaces, bracelets and even some of your earings
Surprisingly, your parents loved him
At first they weren't so sure about the whole thing because of his bad boy look, but after seeing how happy both of you were, they started to accept it
Even if your parents kinda like him, both of you liked when they weren't in town because that meant Ethan spent all of that time in your house
Sex with him was amazing, and got better every single time
When your birthday arrived, he gifted you a Sour Patch plushie that somehow found online
You found that so sweet because it represented the first interaction between you two
He was the kind of guy that would do anything for you, even if it includes let you do a skin care routine on him or watch your favorite show or movie, doesn't matter how corny it is
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improper-use-of-germx · 5 months
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Aliens with feline characteristics are SUCH a guilty pleasure for me. Eyes that dilate when they spot their favorite crewmate, the tendency to sneak up from behind and pounce on top of you, purring when you start to laugh and fight back.
Even if you're both busy all they need is a few slow blinks back and forth to get through the day. Don't get too affectionate though, they're not above asking you for pets in front of your coworkers.
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Dr. Jonathan Gediman - Alien Resurrection (1997)
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impulsivejun · 25 days
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Round 6 man😩
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