i read some stories that like humans just making pack bonds with anything in space and I had an idea.
Just the Yautja coming back home after something and sees reader with a queen xenomorph or just some kind of xenomorph and they are all like "named her beth, don't worry she don't bite" and Yautja is wondering what in the snow white shenanigans is this. Plus I like the mental image of reader being carried around by the xenomorph like how some animals carry Cubs by the back scruff of the neck (but is readers shirt instead) but you don't have to write it if your no comfortable with this just a stupid idea I thought of but have a good day an drink and eat something good today
Note: Okay so I mentioned how Humans Pack Bond With Anything is my favorite trope so thank u so much for this. I hope you have a good day too and be sure to hydrate!!
Not gonna lie, it takes a lot to unnerve a Yautja.
Seeing a Queen Xenomorph carrying you around by the scruff of your shirt like a kitten is a real damn quick way to do it though.
He just. Freezes. There's a Queen, plus around 5 regular Xenos. In his house. Curled around his mate.
Trying to figure out how to wrench you away and carry you onto the ship and onto another planet somewhere without risking a knockout, to-the-death brawl with you in the middle.
Then you call to him. Tell him it's okay, that they won't hurt you??
You, pointing to the Queen: "Her name's Beth. It's cool, she don't bite."
Your Yautja having Hunt Flashbacks: "YES SHE DO"
All the young Xenos probably hiss and spit at him, the poor guy.
Like those little Spicy Feral Kittens.
But somehow you just. Calm them??? You're wandering around with a pack of Kiande Amedha like it's Just Another Tuesday wtf??
He's at least 70% sure he got hit in the noggin coming off the ship and he's just hallucinating.
Seriously he is completely torn on what to do.
Part of me feels like if the clan leader found out he's not only housing a litter of Xenos, but co-habitating with them, he'd be exiled.
Yautja hunt Xenos. Xenos kill Yautja. This seems like a universal constant.
Or at least, it was.
Now the poor guy's in the grip of an existential crisis.
Someone help him.
He wants so badly to kill these critters. It's in his blood, after all. It's pretty much what he was raised to do.
And yeah, one or two of the smaller (and angrier) ones probably go missing over the next month or so.
Listen, he knows you'll hate him, but he really is trying to keep you safe.
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Theodore Nott x fem!reader
warnings: language, mentions of stress and an existential crisis? not proofread
summary: you are stressed and tired from being the one that takes care of everyone, and a concerned Slytherin boy wants to help
this was requested by @lalalenka and Paula 💛 for my celebration
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When did life get so heavy? When did play dates turn into study sessions? When did begging your mom to check for monsters under your bed, turn into you crying into your pillow over your worries and fears? When did reality start feeling so real?
You think about that often, especially at nights, when your friends are asleep and you can remove the mask you wear, the face of happiness and optimism. You don’t have to play the part of the person who has everything under control when you are alone, you can be yourself, lost and afraid.
You are currently sitting in the Great Hall, waiting for your friends to come down for breakfast, start yet another busy day together. You woke up earlier today, exam season is coming up and sleep is something you struggle with, during those times. You know, your friends always wake up too late, that’s why you’ve grabbed their favorite pastries from the breakfast table, so you can hand them later on your way to class. It’s peaceful like this, sipping your coffee alone, planning your day as you eat; quietly going over everything you need to do-
“Are you alright?”, you hear a voice interrupting you from your thoughts
It’s Theodore Nott, you realize as you raise your head. Theodore, Theo is not a friend of yours. He is a boy from your year, a Slytherin, that you occasionally talk to during class.
You see him at the library almost everynight, you two are always the last ones to leave. Your study dates, as you like to call them, began during 5th year; when you were hunched over a tome of Arithmancy begging yourself to understand, what the passage in front of you was saying, but failing miserably. That’s when you felt his hand on your shoulder, asking, if you accidentally cast a spell on yourself.
“I can’t understand anything.”, you remember whining and he spent the night tutoring you. You offered him help in DADA, in return and you ended up studying together for your OWLs. You like to think that you passed with good grades thanks to him, but he doesn’t agree.
Theo, is someone you feel calm and safe enough around to not fake your feelings or thoughts, most of the times, at least. Again, he isn’t your friend, but he isn’t a stranger or a mere acquaintance either. What he is exactly, that you can’t answer.
“I’m fine, why?”, you reply looking at him confused
“You’ve run out of bread for your butter.”, he says taking a seat across from you.
You stare down and see that you’ve been spreading butter on a slice of bread for so long that you’ve made a hole in the middle, with crumbs all over your plate.
Before, you can say or do anything he places a large piece of toast in front of you, with butter and blueberry jam, just how you like it.
“See you later.”, he calls out as he leaves, not giving you the time to thank him.
You spend breakfast with a smile on your face, your day suddenly feeling warmer and brighter.
“Goodmorning!”, you hear your best friend singing, while she wraps her arms around you and takes a seat.
“Morning to you too.”, you say laughing and hand her her favorite chocolate cake the one that always runs out first.
“What would I do without you?”, she says cheeks stuffed and crumbs falling everywhere- a sight that makes you laugh and always reminds you how much you love her.
“Probably still wandering around the forbidden forest.”, you say laughing, and cutting a corner from her cake
“That was ages ago, please let it go.”
“Never, now come on, we’ll be late.”, you giggle at her protests and drag her to class.
Theo isn’t brave or daring, if he were, his friends wouldn’t be giving him such a hard time about his crush and his approach, the lack of action mainly.
“You keep going like that, you won’t be in the friend zone, you’ll be in the study buddy zone, which is far force.”, Blaise warned him. But what was he to do about that? You had different friend groups and your schedules didn’t match. Was he supposed to just ask you to Hogsmeade out of the blue?
“Yeah so this is the proper movement for the spell, now what are you doing Saturday?”, no way would he ever say that.
“Yeah, you’ll be associated with Ancient Runes Theo, no one finds that hot.”, Pansy commented- to which he responded with an eye roll.
“Maybe, I don’t want to do something about it.”, he said to his friends
“Keep pining then.”, Draco replied
“Maybe I will.”, and with that he stood up and left, wanting to take a walk and clear his thoughts, ignore his friends and their unfortunately correct but not practical opinions. It was fine, he would get over it and he would be fine.
He would not be fine, he told himself as soon as he saw you, second time for today; laughing with your friends- pestering them to drink water- running around with bottles in your hands.
His eyes light up by the way you giggle as you talk to them, maybe you are telling a story- he can’t understand, but your gestures and facial features- the way you look; alive and loud and beautiful, they send shocks down his spine.
He knows it’s cheesy and stupid, but to him you are the sun. You are warm to others, always making your friends laugh- you take care of them, sometimes to the point of neglecting yourself. But, you are loving and kind and you light up any place you step into. It’s a shame, really, because he is nothing like the sun- he is dark and reserved, but still, your light doesn’t blind him, it could never.
“Hi Theo.”, you wave as he passes by, in a much better mood than you were this morning and he waves back with a smile, taking longer strides to leave your eyesight and maybe hide in a broomcloset?
It was getting really late and you were still in the library studying. You had so much homework and revising to do, and at some point you needed to tutor third years and prepare for dueling battles. Everything was too much, and you had no one to help you. You didn’t know how to ask your friends for help, you’d spent the past six years being the responsible one- the mom friend, you had everything under control and cared for others. The roles couldn’t be reversed now. But, it made you feel so alone, the alienation adding another weight on your chest.
“Hey.”, you hear Theo’s voice, in a soft whisper and raise your head to look at him, his books are closed and stacked in front of him, signaling he is getting ready to leave.
You spent all afternoon studying together, and it had started fine- you felt productive for the first hour, but after a while, words had stopped making sense.
“It’s really late, do you want to leave the rest for tomorrow?”
“I have one chapter left, you don’t have to wait for me, g-goodnight.”, you dismiss him with a smile
But he doesn’t leave and you look at him with eyebrows raised high.
“One chapter.”, he whispers innocently lightly holding his hands in front of him, before he opens up a book, pretending to study.
You scoff at that and lower your head once more, to the passage in front of you. Letters are dancing in the page taunting you- catch us, they say, try to make sense of this. You are tired and Theo looking at you, concerned, isn’t helping your brain focus. You wait five, maybe seven minutes before you let out a quiet groan and say, “Fine, lets go.”, meeting Theo and the stupid satisfied look on his face.
The way back to your dorm is quiet, you are both tired from schoolwork and the lack of sleep is another crack on the mask you wear near others. You bite down at your lip nervously, as you think all of the work you didn’t get done, and all the extra homework you’ll have to finish tomorrow. You think of your friends and the parties they are begging you to go to and the Hogsmeade outings you’ve missed due to being exhausted. You think of their grades and how easy it is for them to succeed, while you spend hours in the library and still fail. You think about the future and how you don’t know what you want it to look like, and you think about life and how small you seem compared to the world.
You don’t feel the tears that slide down your cheeks, or the water in your eyes- blocking your sight. You understand you’re crying, only when a sob escapes your mouth, one that has been begging to come out for the longest time. After that, it is inevitable for you to break down, not caring about Theo and what he’ll think of you, or about the prefects who’ll come running thinking there’s been an accident in the hallways. But he calls your name, and that ruins you even more.
“‘M sorry.”, you whine- crying and turn your body away from him, lowering yourself on the ground wishing you could disappear.
“What is it? Is it that stupid Potions chapter? I’ll help you with that, don’t cry over that.”, he says panicking, kneeling behind you.
“No, no, it’s not- it’s everything. It’s all too much.”
“What is?”, he asks calmly, placing a hand on your shoulder hesitantly- you don’t tense at his touch, your body relaxes and you turn around- your face wet and red staring at him.
“Everything; school, life, everything.”, you whimper, “I have so much to do, but I can’t- I can’t. And everyone expects me to have everything under control, but I don’t, and I can’t do it anymore.”, you exclaim placing your head in the palm of your hand.
“No one expects you to have everything under control, it’s- it’s impossible to do.”
“Yes, they do! If I am not there for everyone, if I let them see how lost I feel, they-”
“They'll what? Leave you?”, he asks shaking his head at what you’re saying
“No, yes, maybe, I don’t know. They won’t be able to handle it- I am sure.”
“Even if that were true.”, he says slowly, releasing your head from your hands, urging you to look at him, “If you can’t let your friends see, then you can show me. You can talk to me, don’t keep all that inside. There are enough self-sacrificing idiots in the Gryffindor Tower, we don’t need one more.”, he jokes and you let out a small laugh
“Why would you want to be bothered with my issues?”
“I- you, you don’t have to always be the person who cares for everyone, you can-should be the one cared for.”
“Why?”, you ask again, the air shifting between you into something different. Something that moves the pain from your chest and turns it into butterflies in your stomach.
“Ah- well-“, he let’s out a breath, “- because I- I like spending time with you, and I want to be there for you, besides, I can handle anything you shoot at me.”, he finishes; his face red and sweaty.
You have stopped crying now, your vision is still blurry and your breath uneven- but something inside you has changed. As if, a bright light has found it’s way inside, providing hope and something new- something you haven’t felt before, but desperately want to keep.
“Thank you.”, you say softly and let him help you up, you two resuming your walk but with a different destination this time.
“Come.”, he says and offers his hand- which you gladly take, letting him guide you wherever.
You walk outside, and let the cool air hit you- ground you. It’s late at night, you are at Hogwarts, near the lake, you are at your 7th year and next to you, stands Theodore Nott, your study partner Theo. The Slytherin boy- that looks handsome but has no clue, the brilliant Theo, who always helps you out and is willing to listen. Theo, who is still holding your hand while pointing at stars and constellations with his other. Theo, who smells like pine and fireplace, as you lean against him and listen to his voice. Theo, who you can count on and thanks to whom you know it will be okay. Everything will be okay.
A/N: life will be okay with or without Theo Nott, you all deserve to be happy and loved, just needed to remind y'all :)
Theo taglist: @avalynlestrange @spacecadet16 @lucy-is-never-logical @aleviia @marina468 @annaisabookworm @liarajoah @notasadgirlipromise @pariseffer @unlikelysadgirl @ktz-bb @lizisthecoolest
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