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mintymarabell · 3 months

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Bad blood elder yautja who cares in his own way

Sort of yandere.

You hated him, doubted he could have any emotional feelings for anything or anyone.

It’d been a few months since you’ve been taken, maybe longer considering it’s hard to keep track of time in a different galaxy.

The elder had you near him at all times, perched on his lap, his arm, or just holding his hand. He never let you get away or leave his field of view.

It had only happened once, he had dragged you to a foreign planet (though they were all foreign) for a dinner party with another clan of bad bloods who desperately wanted to start a treaty.

Maybe you finally slipped away, the elder too caught up in conversation and his unnaturally warm hand finally slipped off your knee; giving you the opportunity.

Wondering the long hallways a Youngblood came out of nowhere. Clearly the younger yautja had too much to drink as he slurred and poked at your fleshy cheek, his claw sharp and leaving a slight scratch.

There was a distant clatter but you paid no mind, instead trying to now get away from the youngbloods iron grip he had on your wrist with the promise of a good lay though it was to himself he spoke.

You yelped slightly as he yanked you along just then his grip loosened greatly and he fell to the ground, green pooling at his head.

You didn’t get a chance to react before you were enveloped in a pair of arms, turned around to face the elder you slipped away from moments ago.

He never kneeled for anyone and yet he kneeled for you. It was a small noticeable thing. Kneeled to fix your lopsided necklace he gifted you. Kneeled to give you a skull of a beast that had taken him weeks to slay. Kneeled to check if your arm was okay after you fell on it and nearly gave him a heart attack. (He almost broke through the ships window when he seen it. Was the only and last time he let you go out by yourself.) Yet now once again he kneeled to you.

He didn’t say anything, he just pressed you close to him and rubbed your back as if you were the one needing comforting.

From that day forward he had changed.?

He no longer held your hand or arm as if you were gonna run but now as if you were gonna disappear.

His claws that used to always be sharp were now dull as if he’d filled them down.

At night, when he forced you to share a bed with him you’d never see him sleep. Before he’d just stare but now he always stare at you with a longing look he never used to do. It was as if he was slowly baring his heart to you.

One time you had woken up in the middle of the night randomly and as you glanced over he was finally asleep. His hand on your back still absentmindedly drew circles as if it had a mind of its own.

Maybe deep down, all this time he had cared for you.

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the-cannibal · 1 year

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Like a curious puppy

Elder male Yautja X Gender Neutral Reader

Before we continue with this one shot I just want to add that I got inspired (and got permission to write this) from a post by @mintymarabell The post was "Imagine whistling next to your mate and he looks over all flabbergasted and wondering how your making those noises" You can find the post right here! Thank you mintymarabell for letting me write this cute idea!

Also @the-princess-has-resurrected has requested to be tagged in this so here you go!

It was a nice warm day for once in the jungle. Not too hot to the point you are sweating and panting like no tomorrow, but also not pouring down rain like the sky is trying to give you (a very cold) shower. You decided to go along with your mate and watch him try his luck with fishing. Besides, there was no way you were gonna pass up on the chance to see him waist deep in the lake, muscles flexing as he tried to catch fish with his spear. You may be a "foolish ooman" as some of the other yautja say, but you weren't that foolish! Laying on your back in the soft grass, you watched as creatures flew above you, and landed in the trees. They sung songs like the little song birds back home on earth. Closing your eyes and puckering your lips, you began to join them in their little song and whistle. The creatures stopped all noises, as if they were shocked to hear an unfamiliar but at the same time familiar sound. They softy sung back to you, seeing if you would continue. And when you did, they happily joined you in the little made up song you all created. Suddenly you felt cooler before. You peaked an eye open to see your mate hovering over you, a curious gleam in his eye as he tilted his head. "Yes my love?" You asked. His mandibles softly clicked as he pointed a finger at your lips. "Hmm? What?" "That noise. What was it?" Your mate asked. "Oh! You mean my whistling?" The big alien nodded and sat down in front of you. Even sitting, his height still towered over you. "Do it again? Please?" Oh how were you going to turn down his request? Especially with that cute face of his! You nodded with a smile and began whistling once again. Your mate practically had stars in his eyes as he listened to you. He took you in his arms as you continued to whistle and sat you down on his lap. It was moments like this that made you remember at times he was like a curious puppy. There was always new ooman things to show him and surprise him with. "It reminds me of the birds back on your planet." He said as you finished singing to him. "That's exactly what I thought!" You grinned up at him. "Do you know how to whistle?" He shook his head and pointed to his mandibles. "I don't think I could with these." You hummed, leaning against his bare chest. "I do suppose they would make it a bit difficult. But hey..." You gently kissed the side of them, making a light blush come to his cheeks. "At least they're cute!" That earned you a trail of happy clicks as he nuzzled his forehead against your, his way of kissing you back.

Now whistling was something your mate asked you to do often. Before you go to bed. When he has had a rough day. While you patch up his injuries. And so so many more times. But... There is a bonus to him liking your little sound so much. Remember how he's like a curious puppy? Well... Now whenever you can't find him you just end up puckering your lips and singing a sweet tune. He comes running towards you each time, asking for more and showering you in compliments and praises. Just like a puppy. If he had a tail you were sure it would be wagging a hundred miles an hour.

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empressnarria · 8 months

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Helmet Recordings.

W: Slightly suggestive.

Elder Yautja who uses helmet recordings of his S/O’s voice to lull him to sleep while they’re away on duty. He has the equivalent of a sleep aid playlist where there are just files upon files of you either rambling on about your day or a new interest of yours. His favorite ones to drift off to are when you’re singing in the shower (which he secretly records...)

It takes every bit of his willpower not to snatch you up and away from that godforsaken planet. But similar to him and his lingering obsession for the hunt, he understands the commitment you have to serving your country and how securing the safety of its people and those who cannot fight for themselves weighs heavily on your heart, so there’s little room for convincing you to leave all that behind. He has buried feelings of bitterness as he sits with his resolve, though.

So, when the freezing night’s air infiltrates his home and soaks up all the warmth from your side of the bed—of which the sheets are still swished and crinkled from when you shot up in a blind panic at the sound of your commanding officer calling you in—he’ll switch on his helmet and place it on his bedside table, the hollowed-out eye sockets casting a glowing blue shadow on the floor.

Then it’s only a matter of time before he’s rooting through your dirty clothes hamper, searching, searching, searching, and fisting out a shirt laced with the smell of your delicious sweat. He curls up with it as he drifts off to the sound of your voice and his favorite thing by far, your scent, creating the illusion that you’re just one room away instead of millions of miles doing Paya knows what.

He misses you. A lot. He knows you’ll come back; you always do. You wouldn’t get too far anyway; he has eyes and ears everywhere, even on Earth. But the time you two do get to spend together never feels like enough. Granted, with his title as Elder and the endless responsibilities that come with it, it’s not rare for the only interaction between you and him after a long day to be a late dinner, bath, pleasure you for his tardiness, and then pass out with you caged in his arms.

But at least he knew where you were. At least he knew you two were walking on the same planet. At least he knew you had one of his sons accompanying you whenever you decided to step out of the safety of that heavily guarded home of his.

And just as his gigantic heart settles into the routine of rolling over in the morning and nuzzling his mandibles into your hair, taking in your scent, he hears the familiar and sickening ‘ding’ of your pager, signaling your immediate departure.

The noise rips open the blistered wound cemented deep within his soul every time he hears it.

He’ll hide his sadness from you. He already knows the guilt that tugs at you every time you have to leave, so he puts on a brave face despite the bone-crushing need stirring inside him to keep you near, to keep you protected at all costs.

Out there, on Earth, he can’t reach you. He can’t protect you. He can’t do anything but pray. If something were to happen to you... ...He tries not to think about that.

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ayautjaslover · 7 months

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hii could you write about s/o who was training with her elder yautja bf and they are very tired so the yautja gives them massages on the bed please and ty!

Training With An Elder

OH MY LAWD YES I CAN I LOVE THIS IDEA!!! (Also first ask ahhhhsjjdjdjd thank you!)

Attaching the final part of your armour, you fitted the large helmet to your head, the custom padding providing a soft layer for comfort and breathability. Finally being lowered into the pit after multiple months of training ,you felt nervous, almost giddy. Knowing that your elder mate had finally deemed you capable of fighting and beating the serpents that they use to test and train.

Your devout mate had spent hours schooling and testing you on how the weaponries, helmets and general armour work. Along with hand to hand combat and techniques you use to scan for and hunt down prey with the utmost efficiency.

I mean who would be better to teach you then an elder yautja themselves? Not only are they your mate, they know your body and how your mind works, enabling them to tailor your training to you specially.

Before you began your descent down to the pit your mate had given you a small overview of what was going to happen. Though they'd be coaching you through the auditory systems they thought it would be best to remind you. Though the look of pure pride they held when they saw you clad in the armour was all the encouragement you needed.

Bringing you out of your thoughts you felt the hard metal stage you were on halt and cement itself into the ground beneath. Upon this a loud click sounded throughout the area followed by your mates gravelly voice.

"Situate yourself then scan your surroundings, a skilled yautja hunter never lets any detail slip and you are no different my little ooman."

Helmet activated, you scan the area, noticing the distinct heat signals the serpents were giving off and the subtle outlines of two yautja hunters above. Definitely there to keep watch and jump in if need be, though you deflated a little at this you knew better then to question it. Your mate was only looking out for you.

"Now, the serpents are going to be released soon so stay on guard and be vigilant. I have faith in you."

And with that came silence, assuming they were using the element of surprise to keep you on your toes you continued taking in what was around you and kept an eye on the heat signals from above.

A few seconds later there was a sharp hiss to your right, you trudged forwards and slashed at the serpent's throat. It put up a fight by lunging at you in a weak attempt to get a hold of your arm but you swiftly blocked it. Enclosing your hand around its neck you snapped the windpipe before letting it fall to the floor.

You continued in a similar fashion beating down each Lythe serpent that dared to strike in your direction. Soon enough you had completed the task at hand. Choosing not to relax just yet you scanned the surrounding location once more checking for any remaining serpent heat signals.

"You have completed the task dear ooman, please step back on the stage and we'll bring you up."

Your mate's voice rang through the system instilling a sense of comfort in you. Your muscles were beginning to ache and eyes droop, no matter how many times you wore this goddamn armour you never got used to the way it seemed to drag you down once you'd completed a fight.

You stood there on the stage waiting and wanting for nothing more than to curl up into the soft pelts of your bed and succumb to the hands of your mate as he gives you a massage. He'd done it for you previously and the way his strong hands effortlessly soothed and unravelled the tight muscles of your back and shoulders was nothing short of heavenly.

Without delay the stage cracked to life and started ascending up to the large waiting room. Stepping off and moving towards the bench you began stripping off your armour and stretching.

Hearing the distinct sound of your mate's loud steps which could be likened to that of small bombs you turned to the door as it opened. Stepping forward you smiled up at your mate before wrapping both of your arms around his sturdy torso, sighing Into the fabric of his sheer clothing.

"How did I do? Is there anything I should improve on?" You speak tiredly tracing patterns on his skin.

"Well we're going to have to do more training for your first hunt. I've decided that you'll be coming with me and hunting alongside some of the youngbloods I've been training."

At his words you instantly perk up all the previous tiredness your eyes held before gone.

"My first hunt? I'm going to be accompanying you?"

"Yes little one" your mate says with a look of adoration in his eyes.

Pulling you back into him he wraps his arms around your much smaller frame before bending down to give his version of a "kiss" which includes softly moving his mandibles against your skin.

"Let's get you back to our room, little one, clean you up and relax those muscles of yours." And with a few loving clicks he's already leading you there with large clawed fingers intertwined with your own.

Upon arrival your mate drew you a bath adding in a few soaps here and there and arranging the various shampoos and oils you've collected before calling you in.

Stripping you of your clothing, your mate tied your hair up and out of your face before placing a few light kisses to your cheek and shoulders. Running a clawed hand down your back and snaking their arms around your waist.

"I'm very proud of you little ooman. You've brought honour to me, yourself and our relationship by your actions today. Showing your strengths has gained you respect amongst my kind." They spoke fondly.

Unwrapping their arms they picked you up bridal style before placing you in the large tub. Cupping their hands they began to drench your hair before applying your shampoo, taking special care when lathering the soapy substance and massaging it in.

Letting their claws graze your scalp they wash it out with the shower head then add some conditioner. Pinning the slick hair up to let it set your mate turns their attention to your body, taking a natural rose soap bar and lathering it between their hands before gently gliding the bubbles across your skin, cleaning away any sweat or blood from serpents and leaving your skin hydrated and soft.

Returning their attention back to your hair after washing the suds off your body they begin to repeat their previous actions, raking their hands through the now silky hair your mate continued to wash off and massage the delicate strands. Finally finished they told you to wait before walking out of the room.

"I'll be back in a second little one, you just relax."

Re-entering the large bathroom you see that your lovely mate is holding a board full of what looks to be juicy fruit and a small glass of C'ntlip with clips on the edges to attach to the bath. Setting down the board your mate speaks.

"You must be at least a little hungry ooman. Eat some, we'll make a full feast later."

"Oh what did I do to deserve you." You said picking up a soft and squishy orange fruit and taking a bite.

"Being yourself" your mate spoke softly, admiring your small bites and facial expressions with a silent admiration.

Taking a sip of the C'ntlip the fruit your lover gave you was long gone. It was the most deliciously refreshing thing you'd ever tasted. Your mate had introduced you to a lot of things over the years you two had spent together but this and himself were by far your favourites.

"Ready to get out? You'll turn into- what do humans call it. Prunes?" Your mate said, sounding strange mixing yautja with the foreign word.

Giving him a giggle you said yes before placing your C'ntlip down and getting out of the tub beginning to dry and moisturise your body.

Deciding against clothes you slowly walked into the room, lying down on the soft pelts and letting out an exhale. By the gods, your mate really does spoil you. Turning onto your back you buried your face further into the pelts.

Hearing your mate walk back In from the kitchen you stuck your hand out reaching for their own before attempting to pull them onto the bed with you.

"I'm so tired" you yawned through your words.

Softly taking your hand off of their own, your mate positioned themselves above you sitting on your legs to ground themselves. Not enough to crush you, just a comfortable weight.

"Let me massage some of your muscles, you're still tense. I can feel it."

Not waiting for a reply, your mate got to work. Smoothing their hands over your moisturised skin. Applying a pleasant amount of pressure onto each muscle and moving in a soothing motion. This feeling mixed with the C'ntlip was enough for you to let out a few mewls here and there.

"Enjoying yourself little ooman?" Your mate let out a few fast and high pitched clicks lovingly laughing at your little sighs.

You only let out a groan in response, your mates hands seemingly rendering you speechless.

Finishing up the unravelling of your muscles your mate pushed himself off of your legs and lay himself down besides you, taking your plush body into his arms once again and nuzzling your hair clicking in contentment.

"I love you" you spoke softly, his body warmth lulling you to sleep.

"I love you too dear ooman"

The sound of your mate's deep voice was the last thing you heard before falling into a deep slumber.

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This was so fun to write and the fluff in it is absoloutley teethrotting. I LOVE IT! thank you sm to the individual who requested this!!!

(And as always, my requests are open!)

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himbo-in-limbo · 1 year

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Left stranded by their “loyal crew” Jo-o did not think they’d survive another night on a hostile planet when all of a sudden an even more hostile species found them all alone.

Due to pent up anger from their earlier betrayal, Jo-o managed to kill one of Dragon’s hunters and that amused him to no end.

Lord Dragon told his men to bring the ooman onto the ship since they peaked his interest and he wished to study them further (and not like that bc Jo-o was fighting off all the medics to not touch them) seeing that this ooman had so much spirit they’d let them stay on the ship as long as they continued to entertain Lord Dragon. (Yeah nobody else on the shipped liked Jo-o at the time) since they were clearly the leader’s favorite.

Eventually spending weeks,months,years on the ship of a badblood yautja started to warp Jo-o’s mind (fighting for their life daily while witnessing brutality endlessly, insanity was bound to take over)

The time came when Jo-o’s old ship was discovered and by that time, they only wished for revenge. Jo-o told Dragon what they did to them and that they wanted to be dropped off to fight them alone but…Lord Dragon himself said he would accompany them and together they had themselves a deadly party. No one was spared, and Dragon found himself enamored by this…ooman

Jo-o actually rejected Dragon multiple times but Lord Dragon was persistent yet respectful, Jo-o was waiting until they were certain that Dragon was seeing them as an equal and not as a pet or a toy. And that day came when he crafted a special crown made of horns from HIS kills and presented it to them as a final move of courtship.

And that was the day that Lord Dragon had found his Queen.

(Yes Jo-os they/them)

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black-suns-rim · 2 years

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Jokes on you I will fight an old man! 🔫🤠

You've angered the old man

#yautja #predator #the predator #alien #character #oc #yautja oc #art #peepa roach #elder peepa #elder yautja #ask box #answer

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pixelsilver · 1 year

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The elder yautja I'm making is probably is going to be best friends with Maeve's aunt and likes to watch said aunt's four year old kid because he finds human pups entertaining.

Also he's a rogue because he doesn't like how his people are treating Ooman females. So he's like fuck that this is clearly a test from Paya and you guys are fucking up. So he kind of hangs out on this croc farm being essentially a giant ass farm dog who talks and occasionally kills wild pigs.

#yautja #well pauk #elder yautja #When your 700+ years old you get tired of everyone's bullshit and move into some chick's farm to get away from your entire species #*you're

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eclipseshotel · 2 months

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#yautja #avp elder #my what big teeth you have #now let's see how big that dick is old man

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wthtorke · 1 year

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Avp Elder Headcanons

SFW

Elder is a tired old man and all he ever wants in life is peace and quiet. That said, please hug this man and tell him you love him, he'll melt. Being an elder is no easy business, he has many responsibilities and being the mothership's commander drains him to no end. While his position is highly regarded and of the utmost honor, like any job, Elder often finds himself wanting to scream and run away. Though these thoughts do vanish when your relationship gets serious, of course. Elder feels reborn every time he wakes up by your side. There is just something in seeing you laying next to him on the huge bed you share. Yautjas value this part of relationships to another level; being vulnerable. The feeling he gets when he sees you shift a bit, inching more toward him in your sleep is priceless. Nothing could ever compare to knowing that in those 20 minutes he has before having to get up, it's just you and him. No ship, no clans, no problems. Just the two of you and nothing else. Elder has no time for public displays of affection for he's very busy during his shift, but he tries his best to check on you at least once during the day if your jobs don't align.

NS//FW

While one must think Elder must be sexually satisfied due to his position on the ship, Elder held no real interest in pursuing short term partners. No interest and no time, that is. While Elder is patient and doesn't mind taking things slow, sex with him is intense. He will always favor holding you down and using his weight to pin you down. If you catch him after a particular rough shift, be prepared to be bed ridden for the next day. Another thing he discovers with dating a human is he doesn't need to be in control all the time. He has an awakening when you tell him he should just lie down and leave the rest to you. Quickly becomes a fan of being taken care of once in a while. If you have a praise thing, Elder is right up your alley. Contrary to belief, he's very vocal; his job requires him to be vocal and he definitely has no problem telling you how good you're doing during sex. Just like the praise, he also has no qualms in correcting you if you happen to disobey his rules. While his patience runs thin with overly disobedient/challenging people, hearing you tease to him has him using authority techniques in the best way possible to get you back on track.

--- This was seen in November on 💫Patre0n💫

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mintymarabell · 4 months

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Your elder is the definition of gentle love and affection.

This is just something I thought up and it’s so random and out of order!

He always plays with your hair but never in a way that would mess it up.

Rubs your back at night while he thinks of future plans.

He puts your shoes on for you, kneeling down and putting them on while taking the time to admire your soft human legs.

Well not just your legs, he loves all of you. He loves the small things especially, like your ankle bone and how it always pokes out in a weird way when you have your foot propped up.

Your fingers and how they fail to curl around his much larger ones.

He loves your excitement when you finally shaved your whole body and how you want him to feel your smooth legs though to him you are always smooth regardless of the hair.

He loves the small pudge your stomach has. The reminder that you’re human and he’s not but that’s what he loves about you.

If he touches your face it is ALWAYS with his second knuckle, he has a horrible fear of nicking your perfect face.

He carries you around on his arm when your feet get tired.

He won’t argue with you when you say you don’t need a jacket on the cold planet he had taken you to see.

He’ll wrap you in his big fur cape as he carries you around after you mentioned you were cold, he always catches himself staring at your nose because of its redness. He adores it.

He’d take you to meetings and let you sit with him while he talks for hours on end, his hand always finds itself fiddling with your fingers or the hem of your shirt.

At night he likes to comb your hair after your shower, it’s so different compared to his own.

He fingers through your hair while you sleep, looking at you as if you had made the world go round.

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empressnarria · 11 months

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Elder Yautja is displeased with your (inferior) skincare products.

Elder Yautja having all of these lavish and expensive oils spilling over his bathroom sink for hide-protection purposes or for when he’s traveling from planet to planet and is exposed to different atmospheres and their chemicals getting downright revolted by your 3-in-1 men’s body lotion that you just haphazardly slap onto your face and then call it a day.

You try to explain to him that it’s just more time-efficient for when you need to wake up and walk out the door, but Elder is having none of it.

When you wake up the next morning, there is a crate adorned with beads and a burlap bow sitting on your side of the sink. It's filled to the brim with bottles of various colors, shapes, and sizes; you pulled out a few and inspected them, finding a whole bunch of lotions, perfumes, and a semi-transparent jar labeled "Ooman Sun Protection Oil." You peer over the counter to find the 3-in-1 bottle toppled over in the trash at an unusual angle, as if someone threw it down with an unnecessary amount of force.

When you question him about the crate (after thanking him for the wonderful gift because you know this man is starved for your approval), Elder claims that his mate deserves far better than "a bottle of three things mashed into one;" it’s not enough! Your fragile skin is so sensitive under the glare of his planet’s suns, and too much exposure could cause long-term problems if you aren’t careful. His pupils shoot daggers at the bottle laying in the trash, and you were sure that if he had his canon right now, the only thing left would be a blackened smudge up the wall.

The audacity of those Ooman marketers to swindle you into buying such a counterintuitive thing. It’s almost as if they don’t care about your well-being and just want to wring you out of all your money like a disposable dishrag!

…He gets even more heated when you tell him that those are some companies exact motives.

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