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just-some-trans-nobody · 7 months

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Had a yautja idea I had to write down and share with everyone.

Minors don't interact

Yautja's are light big cats, we can all agree on thst right?

How would they react to a Christmas tree?

The yautja watched you bring in a tree confused on why would would bring that inside but then get mad at him for bringing his kills inside. He gets even more confused when you start putting things on the tree. The shiny orbs confuse him and yet allure him. He most have it.

The whole time your setting up the tree he's trying to steal the ornaments from you. It starts to get on your nerves but he looks at them with such an intense curiosity thst you can't help but smile. When the tree is finally all decorated and covered in Christmas lights you plug it in and take a step back to admire your work.

The sound started off quiet at first, you didn't notice it right away until it got much louder. Looking to your side you found the source. He's purring as he looks at the lights with wide eyes. You've never see his pupils so wide before. The moment was magical until he pounced on the tree wanting the sparkly shiny lights.

Getting him off the tree was neat impossible but after a while you managed it. He now does that every time he sees the Christmas tree lit up. Every year you think he won't do it but he does.

One year you didn't bother with a tree sense he tackes it every dakn time. He was very upset by this and stormed out. An hour later he came back with a whole ass grown tree wanting you to set it up. You went back to setting the tree up every year again after that.

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macabremuscle · 2 years

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can you please do 11 from the 50 kisses prompt with the yautja?

hell yes I can. Thanks for sending the ask Anon!

11. Morning kisses that are exchanged before either person opens their eyes, kissing blindly until their lips meet in a blissful encounter.

A subtle sensation of movement gently roused you from your slumber. Enough to be slightly aware of the conscious world but not enough to open your eyes and join it just yet. The sensation rumbled again and the familiarity made you smile and burrow into the embrace of your alien lover as his soft purring reverberated through his chest against yours.

Blindly leaning forward slightly you felt a gentle poke from one of his tusks, giggling softly as he clicked in apology and moved it from your face so you could reach his mouth. While he may not have lips, you knew he still very much enjoyed your silly human displays of affection. Your lips sightlessly danced over where lips might be across his face. The purring increasing in intensity as your kisses stirred him from sleep even more.

You smiled into the last kiss before burrowing your face into the crook of his neck once more. His mandibles clicked in understanding. Just a little longer of enjoying each other's company so early in the morning.

#writing prompts #kisses #yautja #predator 1987 #alien #monster #god im kinda pissed i limited myself to drabbles here I could write so much more about these giant space cats beings big snuggly softies #anon asks

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wthtorke · 1 year

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Established romance with your predator boyfriend headcanons, featuring ✨Scar✨

You hadn't thought you'd find thoughtfulness and affection in a being from another galaxy if you were being honest. While Scar is big and scary looking, you never met anyone gentler than him. It was a sight to see big clawed hands exploring the objects in your house. The way he dragged his fingers over the framed photos and the figures on your shelves, mesmerized with all the alien objects you owned. His favorite quality time activity was to play games, which consisted mostly of him watching you play, as for even the gentlest of giants broke a controller every now and then. Scar has days where he talks and days where he's mostly silent, but overall, he's very expressive with his body language. It, as cliché as it sounded, spoke to you. Yautjas rely more on stances and subtle gestures more than words. But, if it was easy for you to read him, it was the other way around, too. Nothing escaped Scar's sight. He knew if you had slept well or not, if you were in pain or not, and even the intensity or location of said pain, along with if you felt happy or sad or tired. It was nice not having to explain yourself so often. It was nice to have someone who just…understood you. Nothing brings him more joy to spend time with you, whatever way that might be. For him, it's nice to be able to be himself with you, there isn't space for that where he comes from, his life was always fast and riddled with rules and tradition and so many things to consider. It's nice not to worry about being perceived as weak or an idiot. He can be an idiot with you, that's one of the most precious things ever for him. Speaking of precious moments, little things in life can top sleeping beside a heavy and warm yautja in the winter, especially a cuddly one like Scar. Scar has the ability to fall asleep within seconds of hitting the bed, but what makes it special is that he will still search around for you while asleep. If he's not touching you somehow, he doesn't settle down. More than once did you come back to bed after a late night pee break to find him hazily looking around for you, his hand flat on your side of the bed, still warm, but empty. The purring is ridiculous, of course. The way it makes you feel is even more ridiculous. Nefarious. He gets away with everything because of it. It should be stopped. Not by you, though. No, definitely not by you. Not today, either. You think as you squeeze Scar's face between your hands, watching him look at you like you're the slightest bit crazy, but his crazy, nonetheless. He thinks, as he nuzzles into your belly. It's a safe place you both created, just you, him and the stray cats he pops up with every now and again. - This was posted SIX MONTHS AGO ✨Here✨ so yeah, lots to read there lmao

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black-suns-rim · 1 year

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Boulder and Basher (personality traits and more)

BOULDER

Boulder is a tomboy. She enjoys wearing traditionally male yautja clothing and has a clam and collective demenor like her biological father, Bruiser (who belongs to @thenomadclan ). She loves wrestling and getting her hands dirty. She is protective of her sister — as she used to take the major blows and hits during the days she and her sister used to be gladiator slaves.

Boulder is a butch lesbian and has no interest with having any male mates or partners. She always had interests with other female yautja, preferably more feminine.

Boulder is more clumsy than her sister and tends to bump into things all the time, usually breaking things on accident. (She isn't allowed in Nomad’s work space due to her clumsiness)

BASHER

Basher is more girly. She loves wearing traditionally female yautja clothing. She has the firey temperament of her biological mother, Black Momba. She loves sticking right by her sister's side. She loves to sing and make up tunes when she's alone.

Basher used to be the one that took down the opponents while being a gladiator slave. She is better at being sneaky and can silently follow others without being caught.

Basher has no interest with having any mates due to being forcefully bred in her slave years for her prefered traits. She is more aromatic and would rather have a nice group of friends.

BOTH

Both the girls love cuddling. They have a very strong sisterly bond with each other. They usually stick with each other unless they feel like they want to do their own thing. The girls have gotten into the habit of sleeping with their mother even though the two have their own rooms. They don't mind doing the undesirable chores around the clan since they always make it interesting or fun to do.

Due to their traumatic childhood, they both have the mindset of a young yautja child, but as they heal from their past, they have slightly matured in their way of thinking.

They both love harassing their younger brother, Nomad (who belongs to @thenomadclan ). Even though they are far older than him, they look up to him in a way because of his wits and compassion. They often will smother him with affection — like grooming him like two big cats — or they will drag him to their favorite spots of the clan's territory on Yautja-Prime.

Boulder and Basher have never been off of Yautja-Prime. Their whole lives have been spent on-planet. They have no interest in space travel.

#yautja #predator #the predator #alien #character #oc #yautja oc #predator oc #avp #avp: alien vs. predator #the predator franchise #predator franchise #twins #butch lesbian #aromantic #sisters #character description #character development #oc info

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coffeestripes · 1 year

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A novakid, a floran, a nightar, an avian, a yautja, a khenixeross and a captan avali aboard the same ship as a tripulation of mercenaries

Absolute mayhem.

For some context + Species info:

Novakid / Nova - He has a strage flame, usually the Novakids are simplier and lighter colors, but Nova has a intense deep blue like "fire". Loves weapons, has lots of them and even Blitzen is confused how he gets more and more everyday

Nightar / Dredavus - "Everyone is too loud, except Nova… But he's too… Too bright" The only reason to them being on that ship is because loves working there as the ship technician. Usually stays back when the things get heavy, but they are always trying to help at least as a light support. Ironically Nova and them are close friends

Avian / Teicach - "Fuck Kluex idc about religion" He spend lots of time studying other races around the universe, so yes he's a efficient med. Maybe a little bit too cocky but no one in the ship is going to be smugger than Ze'Tier, so she usually keeps the chiken on the ground. Blitzen is grateful about that

Floran / Tassavage - He's also a strange being among his species. Two cat-like ears and a leafy tail, claws sharper than usual and a more primitive behaviour. However, keeps himself under control. Challenges a lot Ze'Tier, always loses, never gives up. Always facing the danger with Nova and Ze'Tier. They love fighting and are hard to beat up, so Blitzen lets them be

Yautja (this is avp acc duh, but still here is something)/ Ze'Tier - "Why ooman so strange... No ooman scent- Earthy- Not even ooman? Wait that's a plant?!" Big bulky yautja lady. Considered a bad blood due her clan, Blitzen took the risk to allow her on his ship. At that time the avali was only starting to make a tripulation, and why not? A yautja may be a dangerous option, even more a female one but it was a good opportunity to have someone strong there. Spends lots of time training with Tassavage, even if the little flowy-smelling shit gets too intense time to time. As someone who almost never left the planet it was amazing to be around those curious "h'ulij-bpe s'yuit-de" (affectionate). She Also helps to move the big containers and knit things to have a little sustain besides her work there

Khenixeross / Khornerite (Name attached to changes) - Old Blitzen's friend. No one in the ship is very happy to have him around. The Khenixeross are vastly know to play with biotechnology, however, they reach some brutal extremes, creating something completly different almost twisted from the living being they where originally using. Khornerite doesn't like this, so when he was banished decided to go with Blitzen. Usually manages the new missions and helps Teicach in the nursey. Something the bird is not fully comfortable, but at least Khornerite is… Friendly.

Avali / Blitzen - Hates the stereotype of "awwhh cute floffy raptors" NO. Dare to say that to him and congratulations here is your plasma shot that slowly burns the flesh around your well gained hole. Polite, but kinda temperamental. He always loved the idea of exploring the universe. And that's what he did. Has many space stations filled with curious things and even creatures he found around his long, long trips. However, sometimes was quite lonely

But. With this new crew, they where more than readdy to "conquer the universe"

Image references of the characters. Sadly there are no yautjas at starbound (and the ones who exist are uhhh no thx,,,,) and the Khenixeross are a original species of crystal bugs made by me so no pics of them

#starbound #predator #predator oc #yautja #yautja oc #novakid #avali #avian starbound #nightar starbound #floran starbound #kofi.text #I'm also thinking to do one with a turian a sangheili a nebullari a khenixeross and who knows what more #sorry but i like the idea of different species interacting with each other maybe a little bit too much

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yautjalover · 2 years

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Can I request a yautja with smol chub girl? Maybe some fluff or smut-

Yes, yes you can! It wasn’t specified if you wanted it to be a reader or not, so I did my best to accommodate and give the characters a name. Sorry for being so long on this! I worked away to make it as perfect as I could get it. I hope you like it! I had a bit of fun with this one. :)

Also, formatting on mobile is impossible so sorry for the whacky spacing. 😭

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Leena was so caught up with setting the bed with clean furs that she didn’t notice the low rumble of her Yautja mate’s ship landing outside. For a few weeks now her Yautja mate had been away on a hunt. He hadn’t told her when he would return, only that once he was successful he could come home.

T’kuba was capable and strong enough to survive, which Leena was sure of, but she still worried for his safety. She couldn’t help it, even if she wanted to.

Her love was the best thing that had happened to her.

Leena dropped one of the furs in her haste to ensure the bed looked presentable. She bent over to pick it up and was met with a rumbling trill behind her.

Smiling with joy, she turned around with the fur in her hands to see her large Yautja mate standing in the doorway. He stood there in all his eight foot glory wearing his armor and holding his mask in his hands. The way he stood there watching her with that predatory gaze set her nerves on end. Some of the joy she felt was replaced with an uneasiness.

“Kuba, welcome home!” Leena set the fur on the bed and clasped her hands together nervously.

He said nothing.

Just stood there.

As if something had woken him up from his spell of standing there, he slowly made his way to her, dropping his mask to the floor. With every step, he removed a piece of armor and dropped it.

The way he was haphazardly handling his armor was something that was new. He always handled it with the utmost care. At the moment he was being uncharacteristically careless in his stalking towards her like a big cat.

“Baby, is everything alright? You seem tense.” His bulky shoulders were definitely tense, his muscles ready to spring into action. She had never seen him like this before.

It kind of freaked her out.

Right as he removed the last of his armor, his codpiece, she dove for the bed. She was barely four foot eleven, so she didn’t get far before he was on her.

With a sultry growl, he took hold of her ankles and flipped her over with ease. His large clawed hands were barely gentle as he climbed over her, his bulky body radiating heat with an intensity she hadn’t felt before. The Yautja wrapped his hands around her thick fleshy thighs and spread her legs apart before diving in.

“Kub—” her words were interrupted by a low moan escaping her throat when his tongue savagely lapped at her clitoris.

His mandibles were spread wide with his tusks pressed into the soft flesh of her inner thighs so he could eat her out. The way he was going, it reminded her of a thirsty dog. It was both wild and sexy as hell.

T’kuba made her feel so much smaller than she was, his large hands easily wrapping around her fleshy thighs or the way he would explore her body. He would practically worship her while telling her that her being “chubby” didn’t matter. He found her extremely attractive in every way, her body being especially unique.

Female Yautja weren’t so soft and tiny like her. They could never compare to her novelty.

Right now he was the novelty. He was somehow snarling and purring simultaneously, his yellow eyes focused on her face. She thrashed and squirmed from his assault of her sensitive button. Before she could fully climb to that peak of ecstasy he withdrew his long reptilian tongue and rolled her onto her front.

The Yautja lifted her ass in the air and gave her cheeks a hearty smack. He loved the way her soft flesh jiggled beneath his ministrations. More snarls escaped his mouth as he buried his cock to the hilt inside of her without warning.

Both of them moaned in shared ecstasy, their bodies together once more.

T’Kuba was so big compared to a human man. They had nothing on his size and how full she was when he was inside of her. Also unlike a human, he had ridges on the underside of his cock that gave ribbed dildos a run for their money. With every stroke of his hips, he could bring insane pleasure. Fucking an alien had never been something she thought would happen but here she was…and she didn’t regret it.

Her Yautja mate pounded her with deep and rough motions. He grunted above her as he fucked her into the bed with vigor.

“Fuuuuck, Kuba…” Moaned Leena as her orgasm came fast and hard, her large mate continuing his jackhammer pace.

It was like he wasn’t comprehending anything but the feel of her body hugging his meaty alien girth. An animal driven by instinct and pleasure.

Another orgasm wrung tight through her body a few moments later, Leena crying out as she grabbed at the sheets to hold on. Every thrust from her mate pushed her back and forth. Her head was too foggy to worry about whether she would get hurt accidentally if he kept up this…need to fuck her to death.

Finally, he reached his own release, releasing an ear shattering roar. His thrusts slowed until he came to a stop, pulling himself free from Leena’s body and collapsing on his back next to her.

Her body was sore and tired. Lying down to lie on her side, she watched the rapid rise and fall of T’kuba’s chest. He lay there with his limbs spread out and his eyes closed. She reached out to stroke a few stray locs that were spread out on the bed, making him purr because of her touch.

T’kuba quickly sat up and rolled towards her, his large hands roaming her fleshy tummy and thighs. He continued to purr like a giant cat.

“I did not hurt you, did I?” His voice was deep and gravely.

She shook her head no. “You did surprise me, though. Are you okay, Kuba?”

“Sei’i, I have thought of nothing but returning to bury my cock inside of your tiny body. I have missed your soft fleshy body. My goddess of a mate.”

Leena scoffed, “I’m okay I guess.”

Her alien mate chuffed, “You are beautiful. I chose you for a reason.”

Red mottled her cheeks as he stroked her cheek with the blunts of his claws. He propped his head up with a fist as he lied there petting her skin.

T’kuba was always telling her how attractive she was. Her small chubby body had always been one that caused distress and a lack of confidence, but here was this shredded Yautja, telling her constantly how beautiful she was. She knew one day her heart would burst with the overflow of happiness. Being around him made her happy.

“Yes, yes, mister handsome himself.” A smile spread across her lips as she pulled herself closer to him so she could stroke his rough scaly skin.

Beneath her touch he was warm. Like always.

Leena would never tire of having someone so attracted to her nor the Yautja himself. He kept her on her toes. He was constantly showing her new things from alien worlds and more than willing to try new ideas to amp up their sex life. His love for her fueled the fire to have everyday be an adventure.

Drawing up the large fur blanket, T’kuba pulled her against his heated body and wrapped an arm around her. He rubbed his forehead against hers, a Yautja form of affection.

“I love you, Leena.”

“And I love you even more, Kuba.” She trailed soft kisses down his exposed neck and to his collarbone.

Only she could touch him here, where he was most vulnerable.

“Sleep now. Round two can wait.” The Yautja purred, making her look up at him in surprise. Already she could feel herself grow slick for a round two, despite her soreness.

His yellow eyes narrowed with dark promises, “You are sorely mistaken if you think I am finished with you yet.”

At his words, she could only giggle.

“You horn dog.”

#yautja #predator #yautjalover #fanfic #monster romance #teratophillia #request #please like this #fluff #smut

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softmary · 3 years

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You know what? I'm also posting my headcanons on slashers:

- Tiffany Valentine: bisexual icon™, ultimate mom, very supportive and 10/10 person if we don't pay attention to her murderous tendences.

- Chucky: homophobic bastard. Literally murdered his child and wife, but he is funny and comes back as a chick to make out with Tiff so we forgive him.

- Freddy Krueger: not even Satan wants him. Homophobic, sexist, racist and ableist. He bullies my sweet baby Jason, of course I hate him.

- Jason Voorhees & Bubba Sawyer: definition of pure, innocent bab (again, don't mind the whole murdering ordeal) very good and special bois who deserve all the kisses and cuddles. They love animals and mother nature and they love them back.

- Thomas Hewitt: he is a quiet tsundere but is surprisingly sweet if treated with love and care. Basically be nice to him, you selfish fvck.

- Michael Myers: angery 24/7. Easely pissed off. You really don't want to get on his bad side (even more). A brat. He wants something? He takes it. Not homophobic nor an ally. He hates everyone just the same.

- Pennywise (2017): feral baby. Surprisingly short-tempered and can be very bratty. Like Michael, he doesn't cares about what you like, after all food is food.

- Pennywise (1990): lied back gramps. Very chill, loves to smoke and drink. Often scolded my Penny for his unhealthy habits. An old goof with a messed up sense of humor.

- Ghostface: an absolute crackhead who is responsible for the ungodly high phone bills. Pranks everyone and anyone (original, I know) He is that oldass man who thinks he is 15 and pulls the "What's up, my diggity dogs?" phrases in hopes of seeming like a fellow teenager. He should get an actual job since he is an adult but he is in denial.

- Brahms Heelshire: homophobic homosexual. Literally lives within the walls which is the equivalent of being closeted. Hates water and soap, veggies and is very smort. Too good at looking innocent when he is nasty. He is so thristy he doesn't finds fangirls scary. The definition of simp. Would definetely buy gamer girl bath water.

- Vincent Sinclair: another introverted tsundere. Much like Tommie, he'll be nice if you are patient with him, but it takes WAY more work to convince him not to kill you since making wax figures out of people is his passion. He is a misunderstood artist, leave him alone.

- Bo Sinclair: extroverted tsundere, homophobic homosexual and a bottom as much as he hates to admit it (that's why he doesn't) lowkey into masochism. Needs therapy, a slap across the face and a hug all at once.

- Lester Sinclair: stinky possum man who unironically eats garbage. A feral forest goblin who collects literally anything to bring it to his nest (AKA his truck) Criminally underrated.

- Chromeskull: a fine gentleman. A sugar daddy, as some may put it (@thomashewittispacking I'm looking at u) respects women unlike some mozzarella looking ass bastard.

- Carrie White: literally my spirit animal. She is so nice I want to show her my seashell collection and have a picnic with her. She didn't deserve anything that happened to her and deserves all the hugs in the world.

- Slappy: I don't even know if this funky doll counts as a slasher but I loved his movie and so I get to add him. A gæ puppet mastermind who has a way too big ego for such a small body. He is too cool for everyone.

- Yautjas: this applies to every single one of them. They are giant hairless space cats who become very touchy once shown affection. At first they are very reluctant, but little by little your mate will warm up to you and have you sit on his lap when he is done with his responsabilities. He will praise you by patting your head or shoulder and is very possessive of you.

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ela-loomis · 3 years

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Bro, I loved your bro ask with michael, so how about being bro's with Thomas Hewitt and/or Yautja?? Tysm!!

Being bros with more slashers!

Thomas Hewitt:

- The first time you tried to give him a fist bump, he thought you were actually trying to punch him, and he pretended to be hurt so you wouldn't feel weak.

- Now that he understands though, he insists on doing the Big Hero 6 fist bump. You know the one, with the bla-la-la-la (except not with the vocal effects lol)

- Pretends not to understand memes that you show him just so he can watch you over-explain them. You still haven't clued into the fact that he's trolling you, and he thinks it's hysterical.

- Absolutely the type to pull your hooded sweatshirt strings when you've got the hood up so that your face gets squished.

- The first time he turned his chainsaw on when you were around, you looked at it and said "chainsaw go brrr" and now he laughs every time he picks it up.

- Doesn't understand your need to call him bro, dude, etc. but responds to the names anyway.

- Doesn't verbally quote memes and viral videos at you, but does the motions (example: flailing like Kermit) and expects you to understand the reference right away. You're slightly embarrassed to admit how quickly you get them.

Yautja:

- The number one advocate for mock-punches as forms of affection. If you do something they're amused by/they think is cute, expect to get a very gentle punch on the arm, accompanied by a faux-horrified expression.

- Fortnite dances when the two of you make eye contact for more than 5 seconds. Or T poses, depending on how much space they have to move around.

- I don't know why I have this visual as it's not very bro-ish, but if you have a cat, at some point you will walk into the room to find him recreating this video for a TikTok.

- You two have the most ridiculous and complex secret handshake for no reason. Everyone around is in awe whenever you two do it lol.

- They have a weird inclination towards outdated memes. Like, they'll really hit you with a "what are those" in 2021.

- They definitely want to buy Dogecoin for the ~vibe~ so make sure you hide your wallet lol

- Doesn't know how to offer comfort, so instead they offer food. You're sad? You want pizza?? Fries? A hug? Absolutely not, how about a milkshake?

#reply #anon loves #might re-do this when my most recent mug of caffeine hits #yautja x reader #thomas hewitt x reader #slasher imagines #horror imagines #slasher headcanons

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the-goddessfighter · 3 years

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[ Alien vs Predator Batarou AU - Part 1 ]

by: Little1993lamb

for: Temperans-sama / @the-goddessfighter Word count: 7252 Warning: Background characters' death. Some violence and gore mentions, but not too explicit.

Not exactly a fanfic but more of a long scenario AU headcanon. Caution for bad English and very limited vocabulary as I'm not native English speaker and still not fluent enough, OOC characterizations, and lots of inaccurate concepts compared from the movie plotline as this headcanon is just loosely inspired by it, so please forgive me if this not so good I'm so sorry 🙇💦

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This AU headcanon was based on my weird "Alien vs Predator" movie-like dream I had weeks ago. But for this AU, the story has slightly modificated to fit Batarou situation:

• Badd as a Spaceman, working for the extraterrestrial research scientists organization, unexpectedly met Garou in one of his mission.

• Garou as one of the Yautja/Predator warriors, aiding Badd on fighting against the Xenomorphs Aliens.

The other headcanon concepts, like Garou's concept designs for the AU, are written on the notes at the end of story below.

As I promised before, this is my present for you to begin the year 2021, Temperans-sama (and of course also everyone in the fandom). I hope you enjoyed this AU headcanon!

Let's get started! 😊😉👌💖

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Badd was working for Space and Extraterrestrial Research Organization as their Spaceman. Not as the researcher because he hates to work in a lab, he rather to do some actions in the field or outdoor works. There were several divisions for Spacemen jobs in the Organization, but what Badd specialized was the ones who could do fighting or combat. Basically like security guard to ensure the safety of Research Organization members. Sometimes he also being included in a rescue team when there was something life-threatening emergency situation happens.

One day, he got a mission along with his other coworkers in rescue team to save their crewmates, who previously were sent to investigate an unknown spaceship that was approaching Earth's orbit but then they were trapped in there.

Just after arriving on the ship and navigating their crewmates' location, they found a bunch of terrifying monstrous Xenomorph aliens attacking them. Battle was ensued, many of them died because they weren't expected these creatures' presence in the spaceship. None of the hostages crewmates informed them because turned out either they were already dead or incapable to send complete information to the base.

In the middle of fighting inside an alien spaceship, Badd finally met one of the hostage crewmates who is also one of his bestfriend and he joined to fight along with his friend against the creatures.

At the end of exhausting battle, Badd and that one friend survived on escaping from the ship along with some few other crewmates. When Badd asked him on a private room, "Why didn't you send help request more sooner?", the friend just answered, "Because I was waiting for this moment".

Badd saw his friend's appearance changing into an unknown stranger figure: a spiky white haired humanoid alien with heavily intricate armored body. Surprisingly, he is not so hideous like the other alien creatures but still has an otherworldly figure.

Badd was stunned when the stranger alien explained his intention using some language translator device on his helmet armor,

"Initially, my warrior troops were gonna invade your precious Earth but unexpectedly our spaceship was infested by those creatures you've seen before. I'm the Leader and the only survivor during the ambush and that's when your naive crewmates coming to our already wrecked ship. They sent SOS signal to your base when they were under attack. Because I want a chance for long-term survival, I borrowed your dead friend's appearance by shapeshifted as him".

He continued, "Luckily, you found me and think of me as your friend! I must gained your trust by playing along as your crewmate the whole time so I could hop into your ship together with you, thus fulfilling my intention to invade the Earth. Thanks for bringing me along, tiny human..".

The alien warrior ended his speech with a growling voice into the still stunned Badd's ear. Then he reached on his armor helmet mask and slowly took them off, revealing the true face of him:

A humanoid monster-like face with wide ridged forehead, intimidating-looked narrow hollowed eyes in which have round big golden-coloured irises, no nose, has these huge mandibles complete with two sets of long pointed tusks on them, and when they opened a bit Badd could see rows of sharp teeth inside. This alien warrior also has swept-back long spiky white hair, it was the most eye-catching feature on him.

Realizing Badd was observing his unmasked face, the white-haired alien suddenly snarled by opened his mandibles up in front of Badd's face to scare him. He wanted to test if this human would weirded out or cowering in fear from seeing his real appearance or not. But Badd only jolted back in reflex from getting surprised, without any hints of fear detected in his eyes. "You.. aren't scared by me?"

Badd was taken aback by the question, "Huh? Nah. I've seen much worse and it wasn't you, obviously".

"Not for a little bit? Nothing at all?", the alien didn't convinced by Badd's statement at all.

"Yep. 'Sides, I rather looked at your face than have to witness those Lovecraftian abominable creatures in that spaceship before. Hey what are you trying to do, by the way, huhh??", Badd could swears this white-haired alien just wanted to make fun of him.

The white-haired alien just humming and nodding to himself, "Hmm.. You're indeed an interesting one.", as he placed his hand under his chin and rubbing it, it seems like he found some amusement in Badd.

Although he was indeed caught off-guard by the surprise snarl, Badd didn't afraid of him on a slightest, instead he actually was mesmerized by the alien's charm. Badd blurted out, "Are you gonna eat me?".

The white-haired alien just giving a funny look for a second and then grinning widely after hearing that silly question, showing all of his sharp teeth and fangs inside his mandibles, "No, not yet. Not until I know you better..", a chuckling sounds like a cat's purr was heard from him as he caressed the human's soft cheek with his long claws.

Badd frowned on what the alien had said, 'So in the end he will devours me if I'm not useful anymore?'. He didn't wanna think what he should explain to Zenko when the time has come.

When Badd said he didn't afraid to die, it doesn't mean he wanted to leave his beloved little sister alone, not when she hasn't finished her education in college and reaching her dream! Also, sure as hell not by being eaten by this strange alien!

Seeing Badd was slightly affected by the threatening words, he retreated his hand back. "Well I'm just joking, I never and wont eat humans, don't worry. They make a good prey but totally not good for consumption at all". Then he laughed loudly at Badd's dumb-strucked face. Badd started to feel pissed off: they both had just met and this alien already have the guts for teasing him twice??

The laughing finally ceased, "I think we should cooperating from now on. What is your name, little human?", the alien curiously asked, those bright yellow irises staring deep into Badd's rich dark chocolate eyes, searching for any hints of fear emotions but instead found some fire ablaze in them.

"Badd. My name's Badd, just remember whose human who had saved your sorry ass", he answered while removing the clawed hand that caressed his cheek, boldly swatting it away from him.

The charming white-haired alien quickly caught Badd's hand and clasped it with his palm, "Ooh a feisty one! Seems like I was right for choosing to fight along with you minutes ago, you're quite strong for a mere human. I like that. And you can call me 'Garou'. Nice to meet you, Badd..".

From the corner of his eye, Badd saw 'Garou' took something from his pocket. It was a small piece of the Xenomorph's sliced finger. He squished it a bit until the green-ish blood residue leaked out from the cut, then slowly moved it closer towards Badd's face.

"Stay still, Badd", the warrior instructed him.

"WHOAA NONO NO NO, GET IT AWAY FROM MY FACE!!", the young spaceman tried to swat that finger thing from Garou's hand and moved away as far as possible, refusing Garou's request.

"I said stay still! Calm down it's just a quick little brush", Garou insisted as he keeps holding Badd's hand to prevent Badd from swatting and moving too much.

The moment Badd's forehead being brushed by the blood as Garou carved a symbol on him, his skin sizzled from the contact of corrosive acid fluid and those left red scratched marks as the result.

"OUCH OW THAT HURTS! IT BURNED MY SKIN, JACKASS!!", Badd shouted then grimaced at the burned sensation on his forehead, he let out pained moaning. "Uuh.. What's that for?"

"I'm 'marking' you. You fight along with me, you even managed to kill those creatures despite being a human. Therefore, you earned my respect to bear an honourable mark from me," Garou smiled proudly at Badd, genuinely happy to find such a strong fierce human at the first meeting.

Badd didn't know how he should reacted at the explanation, but after seeing Garou's genuine proud expression he thought maybe it was actually a very rare honourable thing to be given outside his clan. From the spaceship window glass reflection, Badd could see the fresh carved scratched-like mark. He was admiring how neat the mark Garou has carved onto his forehead. An honour mark.

"Umm.. Honestly I didn't expected it, but.. Thank you, I guess?", Badd muttered while caressing his freshly marked skin.

"You're welcome, tiny human. So, right now we are heading towards your precious Earth, right? Do you have any spare room in your house for me, hmm?", Garou grinning confidenty, expecting for more interesting things from Badd after they live together.

Badd felt an impending huge migrane forming in his head, as well as the sudden urge to facepalm so hard, "... Goddamnit."

This would changed his normal daily life.

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As the consequence of accidentally helping Garou, Badd must hide his existence from the Research Organization. So, after arrived back to the Earth, Badd must gives false-report for the base that their rescue mission was failed and only a few of team members were survived.

During that time, Garou made himself invisible but also could shapeshift into anyone for more advanced stealth tactics. Badd allowed Garou to live temporarily in his house, as long as Garou wont harming his beloved little sister Zenko and his cute cats.

At first, Garou forgot to shift into his human form in front of Zenko when Badd sneakily brought him into his house at late night. He didn't know Zenko was still awake at that hour because she was waiting for his comeback.

Badd wanted to smack himself after noticed Garou's big mistake, but after staring intensely at Garou for a full minute, Zenko just nonchalantly said,

"So you've got back from the space and you're bringing an alien boyfriend home? Hmm.. Not bad. Nice choice by the way, I always know your type, big bro", and she gives Badd thumbs up of approval.

Garou takes a liking on Zenko's bravery, maybe he could get along with her more easier later. On the other hand, despite his attempt at correcting Zenko that Garou isn't his alien boyfriend (yet), it makes Badd feels relieved that his little sister doesn't really mind of him bringing an extraterrestrial being as a new roommate in their house.

Garou spending most of his time at Badd's home by trying to learn human's behaviour and any other knickknack Earth-y things out of curiousity, that he slowly forgetting his original intentions and getting more interested on building a newfound relationship with Badd.

Badd also slowly growing fond of this charming alien, especially when Garou becomes more protective to him and his family, not to mention Garou actually learning humanity better than actual human. He was actually surprised that Garou had decided to develop a new "adaptive" form, in which a mix between his real form and human form, to help him communicate better with Badd while still maintaining most of his real appearance. Especially when it requires him speaking by human language more fluently.

Sometimes when Badd wasn't working or taking a day-off, they would spending time together at home and exchanged stories of their life. After Badd promised Garou that he wont tell any information to the higher up in the Organization, Garou explaining his life as a Warrior from his own planet, the secret history behind the invasion mission toward Earth and the super advanced technologies they owned compared with what human have currently.

It's kinda fun to have someone from another world to talk casually with, since Garou himself didn't have many close friends in his own troops. Not even to the old Elder warrior, Bang, who Garou regards as his adoptive father and his former trainer.

In return, Badd telling Garou about his favorite things, his childhood stories, his family including his late parents, everything about Zenko as he adores her so much, also about the reason why he took such adventurous yet dangerous job as Spaceman for the Research Organization. If Garou ever curious for some Earth-y stuff that he still didn't understand (as he called those things "outdated ancient stuff"), Badd will also explaining about them to him.

On special occasion, Badd would brings Garou and Zenko out to go shopping together or having fun on amusement park. He thinks it's good idea to take Garou with him and introducing many fun things humans usually do in daily life. It feels good to have a sense of having a full family again after he lost his own parents years ago. Besides, seeing how adorable Garou trying to enjoy human's entertaintments or bonding with Zenko was amusing.

To blending himself in public when they're going outside together, Garou usually shifted onto his "human-persona" so he wont attracts unwanted attention from people. But when he's around Badd's house, Garou just shifted back to his original form or his adaptive form since Badd loves it so much and wants Garou to be comfortable as himself at home.

Fortunately, it seems Badd's neighbourhood was inhabited by chill people. They never questioned further or suspicious about who Garou really is, especially after Zenko purposely introduced him as "her big brother's new boyfriend who just moved in from another city". Badd immediately blushed or flustered everytime they mentioned his "handsome boyfriend", as they also greet Garou warmly and saying that Badd was so lucky to have this gorgeous man as his lover.

Garou persistently asking Badd what is this "boyfriend" supposed to meant and why did Badd always deflecting his genuine questions while being all bright red faced with higher heart rate. Despite never got the answer, Garou likes to tease the cute little spaceman that he adores so much.

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After staying on Earth for months in Badd's home, Garou started to questioning himself.

Garou wondered if his original mission is really worthy or not, because in truth what he had said to Badd about the reason why he comes to Earth is not entirely true.

The real story was, Garou was just wanna visit the Earth for sportmanship and training himself to become the best hunter warrior. He was going to prove the Elites that he is worthy enough to get more superior rank that the one he currently is. That's why he also brought the Young Blood packs along with him to train them once they arrived on the Earth.

Until that accident happened because of a miscalculation: the Xenomorph alien larvaes that supposed to be used on humans, the supposed hosts, for initiation and hunting ritual were infesting his packs when they were still in the middle of their journey towards the Earth. Garou's plan was destroyed spectacularly, he lost all his pack members before he reached their destination. At least on the better side, because of that accident he could meet Badd along the way, so it feels not too bad.

On the other hand for personal fulfillment, he wanted to seek different challenges in another planets to polish his hunting skills and adding new experiences. So, the invasion plan was actually just his secondary mission, in fact it was actually just a bluffing. But it sounds like a more cooler way to threatened Badd back then.

Not that he ever cares about human civilization and the entire human population in Earth, as he remains indifferent for them and regards them as mere weak prey for hunting sport. But he found out this one particular human is very fascinating to him: Badd. The more he interacted with Badd, the more he gets attached.

Not to mention lately Garou sensed something wrong with himself that only occured everytime they spend time or hanging out together, like there's warm feeling in his chest or sudden protective instinct whenever he is near Badd.

And while Garou considers humans are ugly, for some unknown reason he thinks Badd, in human's expressive language, is "beautiful". Inside his fierce hot-headed appearance, Badd has the kindness and all the sweet personality package in his heart. Which is total opposite with Garou, who is ruthless and cunning. Those contrasts has really melted Garou's own cold heart, surprised that he could managed to find such special human being.

Badd was supposed to be his prey, not a companion. If only Badd were born as the same kind like him, without doubt Garou was 100% sure Badd would be a perfect Warrior partner to fight along with, as he had already seen Badd's remarkable strength as a human. Such the best dream-like scenario ever that will never happens to them, but still very good 'what-if' situation.

The moment Garou saw Badd could kill the Xenomorph aliens alongside him in a combat and capable to defend himself, he respects Badd so much. It made Garou wanted to initiate Badd as one of his kind, a honourable strong Warrior. Or taking Badd with him to train as his personal human Apprentice.

For his bravery and incredible fighting abilities, Garou presented Badd a gift as a sign of respect for him. It was one of his exotic Yautja warrior's weapon collections that he managed to bring along in last expedition: an unbreakable metal bat.

Garou thinks it suited Badd's brawler fighting style, and because the bat made from special metal from his planet it can't be destroyed with anything on Earth. Except if it was smeared with corrosive acidic Xenomorph alien's blood, it would slightly melt. Whoopsie. But anyways, still an honourable thoughtful gift! Garou hopes he can witness the day Badd will using the metal bat in a combat.

Maybe it's not really bad he prolonged his stay on Earth for the sake of Badd and Zenko, although just for a bit. Garou wanted to have more "connection" with Badd before he continued the original plan. He wanted to know more about this special human, always being near him and protected him.

At least before the old man Bang realizing Garou has been missing for awhile after last Xenomorph attack and doing some search party for him by sending reinforcement army towards the Earth.

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At the same time on his workplace at the Research Organization, Badd was contemplating his life decision.

Badd was thinking why should he still insisted to hide Garou's existence? He could just secretly reported the truth to the Organization behind his back, handed him to them as new research subject and thus ended the Earth's next possible threat.

But that's so wrong!

Just thinking about Garou being treated as a test subject like some lab guinea pig made Badd's blood boil. Not that they can ever catch Garou and managed to survive from him, though, as he knows how strong Garou is. Surely Garou is an extra-terresterial being, but in reality he's not so different from human. There's also alot things that separated him from another Alien species he had encountered before.

Garou has a good heart and moral despite being an asshole sometimes. He's super intelligent and quick to learning something new, willing to cooperate once they're bonded over mutually trust.

Speaking of morality, Garou has better grasp of humanity than most people. Although he is a ruthless warrior, he wont bringing harm to those who are already weak or sickly people, unarmed opponents, childrens, or females especially the pregnant ones. Those are basically the Yautja Clans' Warrior Rules, as they only do fair fights. Badd thinks Garou's own kind are very cultured people, that's cool.

One thing Badd didn't expect before was the fact Garou is kind of "nerdy guy". He thought Garou was a ruthless jock-type warrior who only likes hunting or chaotic things, but in reality he is just the biggest nerd Badd ever known. Garou has always been curious about anything he deemed interesting enough, like human's lifestyle, social classes, education, or even the cuisine. Currently Garou is obsessed with martial arts and his homemade food, also when they're going out together he always asked for buying some fast food preferably with Cola for the drink. Truly an example of alien with unique taste.

The more Garou learned from Badd and observing people around them, the more he understand what human and their "humanity" is, both good side and bad side. Garou said he considered himself on grey area. But he would try to be on the good side, just for Badd.

About Garou's appearance, Badd never got scared of Garou's real form. In fact, he finds Garou in his full warrior armory looks charming and kinda handsome. He had seen Garou in the middle of daily training to sharpen his instincts during his stay at home, surely Garou got a lots of cool fighting techniques and movements, both bare-handed or with weaponry. Truly showing a professional experienced Warrior skills. Or when Garou shifted into the adaptive form so he can spar with Badd more comfortably without really hurting him.

Not to mention his unusually bright golden irises when Garou stares intensely at him, the way Garou tilted his chin up with those long slender clawed hand, that teasing smug grin with those sharp teeth show-off, and those surprisingly soft slicked back spiky white hair..

Yeaah okay, Zenko was totally right about him being into monsters. Fortunately to Badd, she wont and never judges his taste on men.

And Garou is actually a very good friend.. Or maybe more, if only his feeling ever reciprocated. Badd wondered if he could asks Garou to just stay forever on Earth together with him..

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Badd was just coming home early in the afternoon from the work, as he only finishing yesterday's home paperworks and delivering it to the office. Time to get some rest after working the whole night filling the mountain pile of papers, Zenko still in school at this hour anyways so he would take a brief nap before picking her up.

Strangely, the house was too quiet. He usually hear some noises from across the room, whether it was Garou watching some tv programs or news or movies, or sneaking around the kitchen as he attempted to raid Badd's fridge contents (nowadays he often found out all the meat stocks or even any of homecooking leftovers in his fridge vanished thanks to Garou's huge appetite).

Badd tried to calling for Garou and checking on his room upstairs but there still no sign of him. He guessed maybe Garou went to their sparring place in the woods, training by himself to polish his hunting skill. Or maybe Garou was lurking on city downtown again?

Badd wished it was the former, he doesn't want Garou to make some trouble with humans when Badd was not with him. Even if Garou indeed goes to town he hoped he just do sightseeing or observing people from afar. Whatever, Badd will take a nap while waiting for Garou.

Just as Badd started to sleep, he heard the bedroom window clicked open suddenly. He immediately jumped out of the bed and grabbing his metal bat, ready to whack anyone who dared to sneak into his house like this. Nothing on sight, though, until some invicible force putting down Badd's metal bat and revealing it was Garou in his "adaptive" form, who just deactivated his invisibility cloak after entering his room from the window.

"Yo Badd!", he grinned widely, happy for successfully surprising Badd again.

"Oh for fuck's sake Garou, please just use the front door! I already gave you my spare key, right? What if someone sees you and thinks you're a robber- Forget that, you were in invisible mode nobody could ever see you anyways, Mr. Ninja Warrior". Badd flomped down on the bed again, feeling ridiculously tired by Garou's antic yet relieved that his favorite alien is back. "Where did you go?"

Garou sets his knapsack down while explaining his disappearance, "I was so bored doing nothing in your house and my instincts will slowly dulled if I don't practice my routines, so I sneak out to nearby forest hoping to get some good prey for hunting practice. But it seems like Earth's creatures are not challenging enough to become my prey. It's either too small, too tame, too weak, or too pitiful it can't satisfy my hunting urge".

Garou sat beside Badd on the bed and stared at him, "Why can't I fight your people? It would makes alot things more interesting..", he whispered the last sentence with a naughty shit-eating grin on his face.

Badd propped himself up from the bed to grab Garou's arm and pointing his index finger in front of Garou's face, "No, I wont allowed you to do that! No hunting on humans, not on my watch. If you want some fight you can spar with me like what we always do. I'll take you on in a fair fight. Was that still not enough?". Was I'm not enough for you, Badd left it unsaid. He frowned at the though of Garou not satisfied with his effort.

"Ugh, what a let down, I would love to add human skulls on my trophy room when I get back to my planet soon. But your wish is my command, Badd. I promise not doing that for your sake", Garou huffed and rolled his eyes, but his tone softened. "About our sparring, while yes we can still spar with eachother, it doesn't fullfil my hunger for hunt. That's different", he shifted closer to Badd and gazing deeply into his rich dark chocolate eyes.

He continued, "You're not a prey anymore and I hate to see you getting hurt everytime I went overboard in our fights. You're my human companion, I only wish to protect you. But thank you for letting me spar with you every week, it was really fun", Garou touched Badd's forehead, where an initiation mark as fellow Warrior was given by him after their first encounter. Then slowly he put his clawed hand on Badd's cheek, caressing the soft skin gently while looking at Badd with much tenderness.

Badd just averted his eyes from Garou's uncharacteristically tender gaze, face heating from blushing too much as his heart-rate spiked. Of course Garou would know he was flustered by his touching words, he could see it by his vision, by the way. Not that Badd hated to be treated like this, in fact he felt so happy that Garou considered him as a human companion, a "someone special" for Garou.

"Umm yeah you're welcome, then.. Don't worry I know you will never really hurt me. Besides, I'm a tough guy, y'know? I can totally revive through fighting spirit and have another go with you", Badd placed his own hand on top of Garou's, letting the charming alien caress his face more. It's very comforting he loves it when Garou showing some rare affection to him.

They enjoyed the heartwarming moment until suddenly Garou moved away from Badd, "Oh I just remember something! Wait here", he let go his touch on Badd as he rushed to get his knapsack on the floor, picking its content and shoved it in front of Badd's face. "Here I got this for you, accept it!".

It was a flower bouquet. A simple makeshift one, but what made Badd astounished was Garou's choice of flowers: all of them were rare exotic flowers, which only grows on mountain or on the deepest part in forest. All of the flowers were wrapped by a wide green leaf as replacement for plastic wrap ('is that a banana leaf??'), and tied together by a thin rope.

"Wow.. Thanks, Garou, these are very pretty ones", Badd carefully took the beautiful bouquet from Garou's hand, still mesmerized by the exotic colourful flowers. He cradled it close on his chest. "Where and how the hell you get these flowers? I didn't even know that they grow or ever existed around our sparring place??"

Garou scratched his head, "After I got bored by pitiful failed attempt of hunting and start heading back to your house, I saw one kind of wild flower plant growing at hidden small valley near our sparring place. I though you would like it so I took some then continued searching for more wild flowers in the middle of forest until on the top of hills. Worth it for a passing time aside from going hunting", he shrugged like it was no big deal.

"But why?? What's the real reason?", Badd was honestly baffled by Garou's whole effort to flatter him.

"I saw from TV or on the street when we were going outside that you humans like to giving and receiving flower present as, what is that, "courting attempt"? Also you always go 'Aww that was so sweet~" or swooning like a fool everytime you and Zenko watched that scenes in some sappy drama movies. I don't understand why humans feel an enjoyment from getting a reproductive part of plant. Is that something meaningful behind that?", Garou raised his non-existed eyebrows in honest wonderment.

Badd tried to answer him, "Well.. It was--".

Garou continued his rants, effectively cutting Badd's explanation, "On my planet everyone courting their companion with a head or remnants of deadly dangerous prey, showing how great their hunting skills are. The more kill count the better. While your people giving a flower bouquet, a plant, really? You humans are just weird", he was shaking his head.

"So.. You didn't deny that you were courting me, right? You realized what I like and tried to do it for me even though you didn't understand the meaning of it, so that you can make me happy. Was that true, Garou..?", Badd slowly connecting the dots and stated the conclusion to Garou. He clutched the flower bouquet tighter, as once again he feels warmth in his heart. Not expecting the ruthless alien warrior has a soft spot.

So this meant his feeling is reciprocated? Garou feels the same as him?

"What-- I'm-- Okay, you're right I was! There you have it now. Happy? Damn, this still weird to say..", Garou awkwardly confessed to Badd, not sure what should he says next. If he were in human form at that time, Badd was sure he was flustered heavily.

"Mmhm..", Badd hummed in agreement, as he placed the pretty flower bouquet on the nightstand carefully. Then Badd clung his arms around Garou's neck and pulling him down together with him on the bed, so now Garou was on top of Badd.

"Whoaa what are you doing?!", Garou propped on his elbows not to crush Badd directly with his weight. He wanted to protest but stopped himself when he saw Badd smiling softly full of fondness at him.

From very close distance, Garou could see how Badd's eyes are twinkling and the pinkish blush on his cheeks made Badd looked more prettier than usual. Those are something that made Garou was at lost of words when he tried to describe how beautiful this human is. His own companion.

Without saying anything, Badd released his hold around Garou's neck. He was caressing Garou's jaws and then cupping his face gently, before pulling Garou down towards him to peck his forehead. Looking briefly at Garou's softened eyes, Badd smiling again then finally kissing his lips. It was a light kiss but also a lingering one.

After a minute that feels like eternity, Garou released himself from the kiss and asking Badd in a soft whisper, "What was that for?". Not with the tone of rejection but instead searching for confirmation.

Beside the "human's courting", Garou also had seen this kind of acts on TV dramas or in real life, where a couple of "lovers" touching their lips onto eachother's for the purpose of showing their affection. So, he wanted to know if Badd was also meant it.

"Do y'know, when someone accepting the other's courting attempt, they would hug or kiss them. To show how much they loved and appreciated the other. I was doing the same to you, Garou.. You don't understand how long I was waiting for this moment", the raven-haired human answered while caressing Garou's face, the adoring smile still haven't leaving his face.

"Huh, I guess this proved what Zenko told me weeks ago was right, you have the hots for monster guy", Garou was smirking in victory, glad he was the one who captured Badd's heart.

"Don't be such a bighead, you silly alien warrior", chuckled Badd while he ruffled Garou's spiky hair. "You were the one who fell so hard on me, as far as making me your companion, swore to protect me in the name of warrior honour and do the whole 'weird human courting' for me. While noone ever dared to do the same as you. Admit it, you're a dork".

"What did you say?! A dork?? How dare you--", Garou offended complaint was halted as he processed Badd's entire words. "Wait, you said noone ever trying to court you before? Why? You seems more than average people in appearance or attitude", he showed pure confused look to Badd.

Badd gladly took Garou's appreciation remark before answering, "Have you seen my temper? Or listening on my way of speech? Or knowing my habit on ditching someone for Zenko if I'm not very interested in them? Nobody could handle that, Garou. Maybe except you, you're the only one who ever wanted me..", he pulled Garou down again for more soft kisses.

Garou hummed in their kiss, "Hmm, then it was their loss. For not considering you an amazing person". He swept the wild strands of Badd's hair away from his forehead, peppering kisses on it gently. Garou has learned it from Badd and now he tried to do the same for him.

"Aww thank you, Garou. Besides, I like my man being tall, strong, dangerous, loyal, and have lots of adorable soft spots behind the whole cocky bravado", Badd purred in bliss from Garou's affection.

"Says the one who said he hates skyscraper-like tall man. Which was the truth, hmm, Short-stack?", Garou lifted one of his non-existed eyebrow in amusement. He likes to tease Badd with that endearment term.

"Sssh it was for the public, lemme have my preference in secret. And don't call me a Short-stack, say that once more I'll bash your head using your metal bat gift!", he pushed Garou aside then hit his sternum hard enough before closing his eyes and snuggling his head on Garou's chest.

Garou just let himself being pushed aside while chuckling, "Whoa okay Short-stack, I wont call you with that name again-- Badd?", he found his companion looked sleepy.

"Mmmh lemme take a nap for awhile, there's still 2 more hours before I have to pick Zenko up at her school. Please staaayyy with meee..", Badd slurred the last line from sleepiness, he curled his body against Garou's own big body, snuggled even more closer to him.

Garou just taking Badd into his embrace, made sure his human companion feels comfortable in his sleep. He caressed Badd's soft silky raven hair, "So, are we 'boyfriends' now?".

"Whut are you talkin' 'bout? I already introduced ya as mah 'boyfriend' to our neighbours, right? Always has been..", Badd tried to answer despite getting more sleepier.

"Oh right", Garou nodded at the memory. So Badd was really meant it that way? Glad to know.

Badd purring at Garou's caresses on his head, "Mmhm.. Love ya, Garou". After the unconsciously big declaration of love, he finally went to sleep, peaceful smile still plastered on his beautiful face.

Garou was at lost on words again. He heard the Love word and his mind just exploded. Badd loves him. The human loves him, an extraterrestrial being.

Thinking about it again, is that even allowed? To love someone from different world and different species? He wasn't sure if the Warrior code would let him taking a human as anything else outside as a prey, an apprentice, or a companion.

Honestly this is the first time Garou received a romantic love, not a friendly love or familial love. Because as a warrior who dedicated himself to be the best hunter, romance is not even listed on his priority list. He can't say for other fellow Elites who seek love interests by charmed them with their hunting abilities, but for himself Garou doesn't even interested on that thing back then.

But with Badd? How can he rejects his love, not when this special kind of human is compassionate, wonderful and not to mention worthy of his full respect. Badd is also the only human who doesn't cower in fear in front of him at their first meeting. Even as far telling him that he adores his soft side.

Him, a ruthless hunter, a "monster", was loved by a kindhearted human.

"... I love you, too, Badd."

Garou whispered it softly into Badd's ear, he embraced the sleeping boyfriend's body tighter before following him into the dreamland.

Both were smiling in their sleep.

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-Few months later-

There was another new exploration mission from the Research Organization to obtain alien egg or larvae samples from the same wrecked spaceship on the previous expedition, so they could studying and observing the newfound alien species.

The newest mission was successful as the researchers team bringing the samples with them and be able to come back with minimal casualty. Thus Badd didn't need to join because he is working in rescue team.

At first week, everything was okay according to the plan. It seems the autopsy of larvae samples was successful as the Organization researchers have gotten some new informations from it.

Until an unexpected accidents occured during the second week of research.

The alien eggs samples in the special laboratory room were suddenly hatched and bursting out the new "facehugger" larvaes. Some of the lab staff were infested by it, while the other larvae strays were killed on the spot to prevent any infestation happening on more victims. Therefore the research was cancelled and the lab staff who became its alive hosts were quarantined until further notice.

The higher-ups were tried to keep it down so nobody outside The Organization know about this accidents. All the scientists and other staff members also tirelessly forced themself to solve this emergency situations. They tried to save the victims who currently become the alien's host, as far as preparing extraction operation for them hopefully it will have successful result.

But just a few days after that incident happened, all of the matured embrios inside the alive hosts bursted out from their body when they were still in the middle of intensive body examinations. The victims were died immediately, leaving a bunch of terrifying creatures that emerged from the wounds and crawling out attacking people in the laboratory.

Everyone was shocked by those horrible gorey sight, some of them were panickly calling for help while the others trying to escape from the room but stopped by the juvenile aliens' quick attack. When the security team came to rescue, most people in the room were either already dead from fatal wounds or barely alive still struggling to avoid getting attacked by the creatures.

The team quickly eliminate the rest of juvenile aliens by shooting it all, ensuring it wont leave past the entrance door. After ensuring no more alive aliens detected, they immediately sent the survivors to the hospital while the dead ones were sent to the Organization's morgue.

By this horrifying incident, the Organization executives hold the emergency meeting on that day They discussing how to solve this unexpected catastrophe during the research, how they should tell to the victims' family about the incident, or if this research are really worth it with these casualties. The higher-ups commanded them to call or reaching everyone who were involved on the newest expeditition mission, to make sure if there is nobody else got infested among the crew members.

Someone reported that most of expedition members along with other spaceship passengers on that mission have gone missing for days, and a few of them were found dead at their home with the same wide gaping hole wound on their chest. Two recordings from CCTVs on one dead victim's home clearly showed 3-4 Xenomorph alien younglings that just born or bursted from the victim's body, crawling outside the house towards neighbourhood area.

From those reports and evidences, it was confirmed that the crew members who participated on the newest exploration mission actually contained alive Xenomorph larvaes before they landed back on Earth, and somehow the infestation itself couldn't be detected because it was still on very early stage at that time. By the calculation of every "chestburster" larvaes that would be born into juvenile Xenomorph aliens from the total 30 suspected victims, it could be up to 120 individuals. And one of the juvenile aliens could be the next Queen that will reproducing new batch of eggs on somewhere else right now.

The plan has failed. This accident has shaken the Research Organization to the core as they prepared for worst scenario: the Xenomorph alien has already reproduced and multiplied itself inside or outside the Organization building complex. Not to mention they haven't managed to supervise the suspected victims current whereabouts prior the incident. Thus, as for the first step action to prevent bigger fatalities happens, they alerted all of the Research Organization members.

At home, Badd got the emergency messages from his higher-ups as he also explaining Garou about what was happened at the moment, that there was infestation of Xenomorph aliens among the researchers in the Research Organization. The higher-ups already deployed all of their hunter squads towards several different locations based on victims' last sighting or their home address. The higher-ups also instructed him to join the hunter squad for outside building complex area or near the suburban area to search the rogue Xenomorph aliens or at least for any survived suspected victims.

Garou suggested that he will also doing the hunt with Badd as it's the Warrior's duty to banish those alien species' existence, as it was their main prey. He asked Badd to always stay near him during the hunt so he wont get hurt by those beasts. Garou promised Badd that he will protect him, no matter what. But he wont promised to do the same for the others, no guaranteed he will helped them. Mostly they will be on their own.

Both had agreed to eachother, they set their own combat gears. Garou wore his warrior armor and brought all his hunting weapons. Badd also did his part, not forgetting to bring Garou's metal bat gift, he couldn't wait to finally trying it out to smash those aliens' head off. He strapped it on his backpack, shoving all of other combat equipments on his car trunk, then driving his car out along with Garou towards their destination.

Before they go to the mission location, Badd dropping Zenko first to their neighbour family house to make sure someone watching over her and keeping her safe during dangerous situation. Garou shifted into invisible stealthy mode on their way to the squad assembly point, secretly blending with the rest of Badd's hunter squad members.

They started to investigate the forest near the suburban area which was previously has been reported for most recent Xenomorph alien sighting.

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Notes:

So I made this headcanon because I had a dream which was strangely similar like the movie's plot, although not exactly same. Still don't know why and how I got that kind of dream since I haven't watch the movie again for so long 😅

The dream was about where I was accidentally saving the Queen of Xenomorph who infested my friend and took control of her mind, then turned out I must ensured the Queen's next survival 😱😰

But the difference between my dream and this Batarou AU is that I met a Queen of Xenomorph alien, while in the AU story Badd met one of Yautja warriors as I've decided to make Garou as The Predator instead. I thought it would be cooler than him being a Xenomorph alien, lmao! ✌😁

Coincidentally, besides getting an inspiration from my own dream, this AU especially for Garou as Predator also inspired by the fact we getting his Awakened Monster form from Murata 😳✨

Combining both the ideas, his Murata-styled Monster form and the amazing Predator figure appearance, WHAM, we got badass concept of Predator Warrior Garou! 👏👏😤

By the way, because I've made Predator Garou and his entire clans can do some shapeshifting as the more advanced hunting skill, he has 3 forms in this story:

1. Original form:

Exactly like the Predator in the movie, but the differences are the hairstyle, body build, and the ability to speak human language. Instead of dreadlocks, his hair is swept-back long spiky white hair. His body is more on slender-built than buff as Garou is an agile-type warrior, but he is so much taller than his canon-self, approximally 200 cm, unless he was shapeshifting into another form. He can speak human language in original form, but a little bit difficult to do it because of his mouth's structure so whatever he spouted when he talks would sounds like either growling or hissing.

It's Garou's default form when he was among his own kind. Showed this form the first time he met Badd in rescue ship to threatened him (but failed as Badd didn't afraid of him at all), or when he was facing off some Xenomorph aliens in combat during the research organization's incident catastrophe.

When Garou revealed himself in front of the Organization executives at the next part (spoiler!), he refused to show his true face as they aren't worthy enough to see it, unlike Badd and Zenko. Hence he only shifted into adaptive form at that moment before Badd comes to defend him.

2. Adaptive form:

After living together with Badd for months, he has adapted into a new hybrid form, a mix between his own original Yautja form and human form. The result is like Monster Garou in Murata's style! No more arthropod-like mandibles with tusks, but instead human-like jaws with rows of sharp teeth and fangs (just imagine it like Murata's Awakened Garou). His hair is just like his canon-self with the iconic long horns-like spiky white hair, but at some point Badd cuts his hair shorter for more easier maintenance, so it now looks like Awakened Garou with short hair-style.

Mostly Garou showed this adaptive form when he was around Badd and Zenko at home. He knows Badd likes it so much thus alot of teasing, so he decided to make this adaptive form as a new default appearance during his stay on Earth. More practical to use as he doesn't do much hunting at that time, also the new set of jaws makes him easier to communicate by human language with Badd without his tech-armor helmet mask.

In this form, Garou still in his super tall self even though the height can vary around 185-190 cm, depends on the situation, ex: sleeping as he's a big boy Badd's bed or couch wont fit, so he'd shrink a bit. Sometimes Garou and Badd would spar at their secret place in the middle of woods using this form.

Despite the adaptive form is not quite suitable for hunting strong prey like Xenomorph aliens, Garou prefers to use it whenever he was training with Badd. Also, he can kiss Badd while in this form. Actually even more easier when he was in human form, it's just Badd loves this form more. Don't kinkshame Badd, he is one of monsterfucker, lmao.

3. Human form:

Because he has shapeshifting ability, Garou can create his "human persona" everytime he blends into human crowds, especially when Badd asked Garou to go outside with him, occasionally also along with Zenko. Exactly like Garou in canon, but now with short-hairstyle as Badd said it suits him more. Garou interpreted it as a way to say "You look more handsome" but denied profusely by Badd.

He still maintained his lean-muscled physique like his other forms, but Garou shrink his height down into 177 cm because not only being too tall would catch many attention from people (Garou: "It's not my fault you all humans are just so goddamned short!"), Badd hated it when he was being towered by his own "boyfriend" when they're walking together in public. Although Badd accepted his tall monstrous height when they're only with eachother.

Badd's neighbours were successfully charmed by this "camouflage" appearance, Garou in a very cocky way tried it on Badd but it seems Badd only tolerates Garou's human form. Honestly, Badd loves his adaptive form as it shows Garou's own will to connect more with Badd while still maintained personal aspects of himself. Badd also totally didn't mind his original form as it was Garou's true face, and to be shown the real Warrior's face behind the mask is a great honour for Badd.

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I just remember that I've been in Batarou fandom for a whole year since January 2020, so you can think this headcanon AU as a new year gift and a thankful gift for the fandom 😆😚🎂🎁🎉🎊

Special thanks for:

🌸 @kaincuro and @the-goddessfighter

Thank you so much for being huge inspirations! You guys introduced me about the beautiful side of Batarou ship via your awesome blogs and encourage me to also participating by sharing ideas to the fandom. Because of you, I managed to stay in this fandom for 1 year full despite 2020 being a hard year.

Thank you Cain, for being a wonderful person and providing us the Good Quality™ Batarou contents, both headcanons and arts! Whenever I'm on bad days and want to read Batarou stuff, I always go to your blog, it never fails to makes me feels alot better! Seeing your fluffy Batarou drawings and your amazing explanation on headcanon about them are absolute mood booster, it really helped me going through my hard days, seriously. So I wanna thank you from the deepest pit of my heart, because of you I could passed a difficult year more easier.

Please keep running your amazing blog, you're great and we love you! 😉👍❤🌸

Thank you Temperans-sama, for being one of greatest Batarou artists I've ever known in the OPM fandom and for your dedication on always working hard making many beautiful Batarou drawings to deliver to the fandom! Everything you've made are PERFECTION, really a God-tier artstyle. Not to mention your Batarou art always the Softest and Fluffiest! 😚👌💖💖

Thank you for kindheartedly willing to listening my super random headcanons or AUs, even as far liking it and drawing the illustrations for it, all of the arts are magnificent I'm so grateful for that AAAAA thank youuuu- *sobbing happily* 😭🙏💕💖 I feel so happy for being able to talk and sharing ideas with an incredible artist like you waaah THANK YOUUU!! Please accept my promised thankful gift for this year, I hope you like it 😚💕🎁♥

Biggest respect, support, and neverending love for you~ 😘��💜💙💖💝💐👏

🌸 @lovelybutnot-ablankcanvas and @guby1620

You guys are such very good friends during my stay in the Batarou fandom throughout the year, thaaaank youuu! Both of you deserved the best! *hugs tightly and never let go*

Thank you Eir, for being one of the most talented Batarou fanfic writers and most supportive understanding friend! I feel blessed to ever know you through your first Batarou fic a year ago, I still remember being one of your first reviewer and we shared alot of new ideas or random stuff. Now you already become a multitalented artist on both as fic writer and art drawing I'm so proud of you! 👏👏😤✨

Also, thank you for writing so many Batarou fic gifts last year, all of them are my favorite stories until now I really appreciate them! Keep being awesome, Eir, and yes you have my endless supports~ 😉💖✨

Thank you Ruby, for being a very talented Batarou artist with the most loveliest artsyle and I really admired you for that! You always have fluffiest ideas for arts and I love your handsome Garou + adorably sweet Badd drawings. I always enjoyed our interactions whenever we talk about our HCs, you're very easygoing and fun person to talk with, also you always successfully cheer me up with your cutest Batarou art 😉👍💯✨

I should thank you for liking my AU stories, even making one of them into a Doujin THANK YOU SO MUCH I didn't expected you would included the Reincarnated Demon/Angel AU into your long project I feel both grateful and honoured AAAA THANKS A LOT! *died from happiness* 😭💞💖💝

Undying supports and greatest appreciation for youuu, Ruby! I will always waiting for your new creations 👏💝🌸🌻💐

🌸 @garous-nipple

I wanna say thank you for being one of the most talented Garou-centric fanartists in the fandom, you're amazing and I always love seeing your progress on evolving your artstyle throughout the time. You have great drawing skill and trust me you have already on the path to become next Murata! May this year will becomes Garou year as his inevitable comeback in the manga is near, so you will get loads of new art inspirations 😤👍💯🌟

Thanks alot for always accepting my requests or art idea suggestions! You absolutely deserved all of the best appreciation for your hardworks, we the OPM fandom are loving you 😉👌💖

I hope you enjoyed Garou's "the Predator" concept design headcanon as a humble new year gift from me 😆💝🎁🎉

And lastly for special mention:

🌸 @himbo-in-limbo

I know we haven't interacted yet, but knowing that you love both Garou and AvP after stumbling into your lovely blog, I've decided to include you, too! As someone who only saw AvP once and not too familiar with the story, I honestly kinda embarassed of myself and afraid if my headcanon wont makes any sense so I apologized if there's alot mistakes and inaccuracy in here or if it's too OOC, please forgive me 🙇💦

I realized it's not perfect but I hope you like my concept design of Garou being a Yautja! Also sorry for the Batarou hints I hope you wouldn't really mind about it 😅😉💕💝🎁

(btw, all of your OCs are fantastic and very thoughtful-made! ❤)

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Once again I'm so sorry if my writing sucks, I wanted to share the idea but I don't have good writing skill at all please forgive me.. 😭🙇

I hope I can continue for the second part which is also the last part, it's currently on 1/4 way of completion. I'm currently stuck on the action scene why does it so hard to write battle scenes heeeelpp! 😫💦

So please wait for me, yeah? Wish me luck I could finished the story 😅🙏

Thank you so much, we will see again on the final part! 💖

-Little1993lamb-

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Temperans:

Anon! Thank you very much for sharing another fantastic fic for this fandom! Sorry for taking time to post it here. You know? My vacation will be over soon and I'm getting ready for TuT school

I would like to have dreams as interesting as yours, I hardly dream anymore, and it is nice that you can capture an idea from that. Honestly I've been a bit off these days, I miss our guys a lot and the way the webcomic is unfolding really distresses me (I'm so scared for Badd X'C). But your fic lifts my spirits every time I read it! So I wanted to reward your hard work with a drawing. I really like H. R. Giger's art and I tried to give that vibe to my art (I tried X'D). Thank you anon for always being there to support the fandom unconditionally! I hope you have a better year and health! 😘❤💜💙💖💝

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katerinawinters · 3 years

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Predator: Huntress Alpha ch 8

"Is this…" she paused, looking around the narrow space in disbelief. "Is this your apartment?"

Jarak looked from her and followed her line of sight around the cramped space, trying to see what she saw before nodding.

"Jarak, it's so tiny!" she blew out an exasperated breath as she sat the fruit on a narrow counter jutting from the wall in an area that looked to be a small kitchenette. Turning back around to the hunter, she gave him a confused look. "You're way too big for a tiny apartment like this. Is rent high here or something?"

Tilting his head in question, Jarak lifted his gauntlet and clacked the tips of his claws against the data-pad. Entranced, she watched him as he read the holographic information before closing it and lowering his arm.

"I do not pay rent," he answered firmly.

For a moment, Justice let the little scene playback in her head and remembered the backward lettering he pulled up from his gauntlet, with a slow spreading smile of realization, she fought back the urge to laugh. He had looked up the word rent.

Pressing her lips together, she stifled her laughter to ask another question, but Jarak's eyes narrowed as he watched her closely, and he cut her off.

"Yautja do not use money. We gain what is needed ourselves. We bring honor to our clan, and if I am worthy, the clan leader will decide what to bestow to me."

Nodding, she walked toward the bed which dominated most of the back wall, save for the two doors on either side of it, the bed looked properly proportioned, at least. Although, she noted it was another black leather mattress. Pulling Larsa from the harness, Justice carefully put her on the bed.

"So, does your leader not think you are worthy enough for a bigger room than this?" She asked, genuinely interested. Maybe this leader of Ojibwe was a real dick. She knew it was only a matter of time before she would need to meet the reigning yautja, and she wanted to know as much as she could about the hunter beforehand.

Turning in place, Jarak watched her as she sat cautiously at the end of his bed and shook his head once at her question. "Rakkah is a worthy leader. He has shown respect to my victories. He has offered me much, but I need little. I have taken a ship as one of my bounty payments, that is all I require."

Right now, she was positive she possessed more information about yautja than all the galaxies combined. Nodding once more, Justice glanced around the cramp quarters and reassessed. It was spartan, just like the hunter's ship. Besides the ridiculous amount of weapons lining the left wall, there was not one other piece of personality lying about like it was in her apartment back on LV594. Baby toys had been scattered across the living room floor. Dirty clothes, hers and Larsa's were sitting in a pile by the door ready to be taken to the laundry unit, and the single holo-photo of her and her sisters kept on a tiny piece of flimsy, all smiling and posing within their suits and guns, tucked under her pillow. All lost to her now.

Running her fingers softly across the bottom of Larsa's soft foot, she looked up to the hunter. Whatever he saw shining back in her eyes made the hunter stiffen suddenly.

"Stay here, I will return," without waiting for a reply Jarak turned and left through the only door.

Justice waited until the door shut once more before finally standing. Taking off her backpack and pulling the gun's strap over her head, she sighed just as her stomach let out a deep growl. Walking over to the kitchenette, she surveyed the simplicity of it: a counter, a sink, and a glass refrigerator nearly tall as she was holding a huge rack of raw marbled meat inside.

A meal of champions, she thought wryly.

Washing off the fruit, Justice took a tentative bite and smirked at the tart flavor. Grabbing and washing three more, she began to walk the length of the apartment. Similar to his ship, the uneven black walls were covered in various striations and grooves, hiding a number of hidden compartments and interactive displays. Circling back around until she was at the bed, she stopped in front of one of the two doors. Pushing the data-panel, she was surprised at the spacious--of course, all black--bathroom beyond.

Stepping into the bathroom, she was relieved to see that this one had a large blank space of wall next to the data-pad. Scrolling through the yautja lettering, she found the selection she wanted and tapped it. The portion of the wall next to her shimmered and rippled as if the metal had turned to water before blinking into a dark mirrored surface. Looking at herself in the floor to ceiling mirror, Justice sighed. Her clothes were filthy with dirt and grime, and her braids, which hung to her waist, faired no better. Picking one up, she was beginning to pick out some of the dirt trapped within the coiled braid when the door to the apartment swooshed open again.

Stepping in holding two black leather sacks, Jarak walked towards the kitchenette counter.

"The other human women have provided you this," he waved a hand brusquely to the bags and stepped back.

Justice looked up at him in surprise. "There are other humans on your planet?"

Well, there goes that theory of her being the first to have collected such rare yautja information, she thought sorely.

"Yes, Rakkah's mate and Akur's," he replied as if she knew the mentioned hunters.

Too tired to delve into the subject, she began to reach for the sack as he turned back toward the door.

"Wait, you're leaving?"

Pausing, the towering hunter did not turn around as he answered. "Yes."

Justice felt a twinge of guilt as she looked around the tiny space. "I don't want to kick you out of your room--your very small room," she added with a smile as he turned to look at her directly. "To be honest. I kind of expected you to put me in some sort of holding cell."

His eyes glimmered in the shadow of his pronounced brow ridge, and his fanged mouth beneath his mandibles moved slightly. "We have no holding cell," he informed her seriously. "Yautja do not take prisoners."

"Right," she nodded, crossing her arms and leaning on the counter to her right. "Yeah, you just kill whoever you don't like or send the rest to your creepy science ones."

Jarak didn't argue that.

Not sure what else to say, Justice looked away. "Where are you going to sleep?"

"I do not currently require sleep," Jarak responded, his naturally aggressive tone at odds with the simple statement.

"But what if you did and you wanted to sleep? I have no problem sleeping on a couch…" she paused, looking around the empty place once more. The front of the apartment was suspiciously empty as if it were designed for seating, but she would bet her last credit that the hunter used the bit of open space to train in. "Ok, floor," she corrected.

"No," his deep tone was final.

"Fine," she said, throwing up her hands and turning back towards the bed to sit next to Larsa. "I'm not going to argue with you. If you want to go sleep in a tree or whatever, be my guest."

As if completely satisfied with that option, Jarak turned back around and began walking to the door.

"Wait, how do I contact you," she called out just as the door opened. "...if one of your brethren tries to come in here or something happens and I might need you," she explained. "I would like it to be said I at least attempted not to go with my natural inclination of shooting first."

Slowly, Jarak turned his head until one eye caught her gaze over his shoulder. "No one would dare come into my space."

Like all statements from the hunter, the words were simple, but the meaning was lethal. Letting her gaze drop past the red tips of his long dread-like spines, she observed the strong striation of muscles corded along his wide back, tapering down to his narrow waist. Justice remembered the way the hunter had slung the adult xenomorph by its tail with ridiculous ease as if it were the size of a cat, and she couldn't imagine too many people or even other yautja crossing Jarak and surviving.

Opening his data-pad on his gauntlet once more, he turned around fully and stepped back towards her until he stood only a foot away. Holding out his hand, he gave her a waiting look.

Justice cocked her head in a smile as she obediently laid her hand in his. "How did you know what my rings were for?"

With a gentleness that seemed wholly strange on the humongous crab faced alien, Jarak carefully turned her hand over until her palm pressed against his. Justice could feel the rough ridges of his tough skin press against hers and marvel at the heat that radiated through it. For something with no discernable heat signature, he sure was hot to the touch, she thought. Again that made her think of the amazing sleep she had against the creature the other night.

Touching one of the two white and silver rings she wore on each hand, Jarak activated her personal computer.

"I am yautja," his voice growled out over her like a rumbling blanket made of storms and thunder. "There is little I do not know."

Watching him type on the holographic keyboard her ring projected, Justice gave him an evil grin that caught his attention. "But you didn't know what rent was."

Entering the data with a gruff growl, Jarak turned on his heel and left.

Inside the sacks, Jarak had brought her was proof enough that a human lived on the planet: two thermos-like containers filled with still warm food, bottles of shampoo and soap, a pillow, and even a few baby things.

Justice stared at a stuffed giraffe and turned it over in her hand in absent thought. Were the yautja purposely bringing human women with children back to their planet? And if so, why? It couldn't be torture, she thought as she looked at the hastily written note on a piece of flimsy that she found in the bag as well. Supposedly the woman, named Ember, was more than excited to meet her. Following the helpful instructions on the flimsy, she walked up to the wall near the kitchenette and activated the data-pad, and searched for what the note told her. With a push of a button, a drawer popped out of the wall to her right, and Justice smiled.

A basin that is what yautja called their washing units. Shaking her head in a smile, she thought it was fitting. A washing machine was much too verbose for the towering Jarak to say. Basin in his deep guttural voice was much more appropriate.

Stripping off all of her clothes until she stood completely nude, Justice stuffed her clothes into the drawer-unit and activated the washing cycle. Walking back to the bed, she grabbed one of the sacks in one hand and scooped up Larsa in her other arm. Settling the grunting baby onto the pillow on the bathroom floor, Justice fiddled with the controls on the shower until a black wall raised from the floor. Stopping just above her knee, the half wall turned the bottom of the large black shower into a tub. Pressing a few more commands, Justice filled the tub with water before stepping in with a deep groan. Sitting down, Justice was surprised at the spaciousness of the tub. It was deep and perfectly long enough for her, which was rare indeed.

Closing her eyes for a few precious seconds, she was about to let her head lie back against the wall when Larsa began to fuss. Adjusting so that breasts were pressed against the bathtub's wall and her arms were folded on the rim, Justice stared down at her daughter.

Catching her mother's eye, Larsa opened her tiny toothless mouth and let out an agitated sound. Justice rummaged in the bag with one wet hand and pulled out the soft giraffe. Making little noises, she knew Larsa enjoyed, Justice danced the doll over the baby and played with her from the rim of the tub, letting the sight of the little girl's gummy smile soothe her.

"We're in a new place," she whispered as she kissed the giraffe's mouth against the side of Larsa's cheek. "We are surrounded by big scary-looking hunters, but it will be ok," she said, repeating the kiss on the other fat cheek. "Soon, mommy will meet their leader and hopefully talk him into letting us stay for a little bit."

Playing with her until she was content to quietly look around on her on, Justice grabbed the large sea-sponge that was tucked in the bag and dipped it in the water. Water dripped and splashed as she raised each leg to the surface of the deep tub and ran the soft sponge over her legs. Her mind drifted back to LV549 and the "woolly woolies" in the primigenius. The large docile tusked mammoths were most likely safe but no doubt scared and lonely. For a year now, she had been working with the beast, studying their glowing tusk and their behaviors. Over time she had become attached to them. Their liquid black eyes staring at her with eternal patience as she fed them their favorite leafy treats while she performed her never-ending scans. Even Larsa had learned to enjoy the large beast, engaging them in a battle of stares that made Justice's eyes feel dry just thinking about it. Now her mammoths were bound for an early death on the infested planet. Before she fled the lab, Justice had made sure to call all her mammoths in from the outside enclosure and back into the lab before sealing it off. Inside they would have access to their daily reserves of water and food, but the supplies would run out, and the poor, gentle beast would starve--if they were lucky. Justice could only pray that the xenomorphs wouldn't sense the beast through the reinforced walls of the lab and work their way inside.

Standing up in the now tepid water, Justice paused, looking around. There were no towels. Did yautja not dry themselves with towels? That made no sense. No one this advanced and this meticulous with their technology walks around soggy after each shower, she thought resolutely. As the water drained at her feet, she stood naked and braced one hand against the wall as she jabbed a finger at the control-screen in the shower, going through the options. Stopping at one foreign yautja word, Justice repeated it a few times in her head, searching for a translation. Gusting? After a second, her eyes widened in realization, and she smiled. Pressing the button, she stood back. Narrow vents opened up along the sides of the shower stall, and warm air began to blow through them.

Dry, she stepped out of the shower stall and scooped up Larsa and her things. Changing, cleaning, and getting Larsa ready for sleep, Justice walked naked across the room and found the "gusting" option for her now clean clothes. Letting it run its cycle, she walked back towards the bed and sank down on the mattress, letting the cool leather press against her naked skin. Rummaging through the second bag, Justice grinned at the folded sheet tucked at the bottom and flipped out, spreading it partially over Larsa.

Positioning her gun to the right of her, Justice stifled a yawn as she took a big gulp of the soup from the thermos. Fatigue was catching up to her. She needed to be rested for tomorrow because if for some reason things went south, she would need more than enough energy to fight her way off yet another planet crawling with aliens.

by katerina winters

#writings #yautja fanfiction #predator fanfiction #katerina winters

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datenightfright · 4 years

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For Science

Pairing: Yautja x Reader

Series: Life Mates

Warnings: The usual I s’pose.

When you spend months playing galactic grab ass with a yautja determined to drive you insane, you learn a thing or two. One of the skills you’re very thankful for, especially now, is your hypervigilance. You know it isn’t right to be so observant, but your reality is different from most, you live with the knowledge that there are bigger, scarier things out in space. Things you didn’t want to piss off.

On your morning jogs, you notice increased activity to the west of town. You knew there used to be a military base there, it was defunct. Now all the activity made sense, an old military base was the perfect place to hide a spaceship. Your theory was confirmed when Big pressed a few buttons on his fancy bracelet and brought up a map of the town, a red dot, the indicator of his ship, right in the middle of the old base.

You can’t use your car, the government agents are all over your house, so you opt to jog, skirting the edge of the town, only stopping at Walmart to buy some gear. You’re happy you made the stop, it’s a cold night, and your sneakers wouldn’t have made the trip to the base.

As you all gather on the side of a hill, the best vantage point for observing the base, crouching low, you felt excited. You have to admit, you missed the dangerous cat and mouse games you and Big played on the reserve. Something within you had fundamentally changed. You felt like a stranger on your own planet. Knowing there were other forms of life out there, and being trapped on this rock had you going insane with inaction. In short, you were having fun.

“Hey, Big Guy?” you put a hand on the yautja, he gave you his undivided attention. “Be careful in there. Guys like these love to get their grubby hands on aliens like you and cut you open for research.” Big snorted, as if, he seemed to be saying. Even so, your concern touched him more than you realized.

“OK, new problem,” Ethan says, interrupting your moment, “saying we do get in there, it’s not like we’re gonna find a map or anything.” Big clicked and held up his arm, pressing a few buttons on his arm band, a fully conceptualized 3D map of the base sat before you, the ship highlighted as a red dot. Ethan mutters to himself for several minutes before nodding. “OK, I got it, let go.” Big looks at you, clearly confused. “He’s not very strong,” you explain, you wince as your brother slips down the slope with a high pitched shriek, “or coordinated, but he’s a verified genius.” You follow him, Big cloaks himself and follows you.

Getting near the base is easy, too easy. There should be guards patrolling the perimeter. You knew they were probably still setting up, but security came first and foremost in all operations, otherwise there was no work to be done. Ethan leads you to the point of entry closest to the ship, that way you all don’t have to spend forever trying to bypass who knows what to get there, greatly decreasing your chances of getting caught. The easy part done, you cock the gun you managed to steal and smile at your team, “Ready when you boys are.”

You all approach the entrance, only to jump back when the door opens and men come running out. Your gun is up, ready for the firefight that never comes. The soldiers all run past you, screaming. They’re followed by a yautja, smaller, and apparently female.

You look up at Big as he decloaks. The two seem to recognize each other. Clicking and chittering, you sweep the area, trying to keep things cleared.

When the female does finally notice you, she snarls, jerks her head towards you. “Who is this?” She seems to be saying. Big puts his hands on your shoulders, shoving you to the front. Whatever he tells her, she doesn't like it. She glares at you, clearly wishing for your death. “Are we going to get your ship back or not?” You ask, suddenly very uncomfortable. Big cloaks himself again and your brother leads the way.

Had this been the first time you dealt with the yautja, you would have been surprised at all the carnage. As it was, you barely blinked at the blood stains on the wall. You had a mission, and you’d be damned if you let something as innocuous as blood get to you.

Ethan is like a bloodhound, leading the way right to the ship, no wrong turns. It’s slow going, as no one is sure they know what they’re going to face, but you know for sure that the female is glaring daggers into your back. She must really hate humans if this was the case. You ignore her, eyes on the prize.

You stop when Big puts a hand on your shoulder. You stop Ethan with a hiss. No one moves. You don’t have to see Big to know he’s picking something up that’s not supposed to be there. You’re sweeping the area with your gun when you see it out of the corner of your eye. This is where the months of being treated like prey comes in.

Maybe it’s natural instinct, maybe it’s your training, you don’t know, you don’t care. You swivel to the blob in the corner of your eye. Not blinking, not screaming, you shoot first and ask questions later. Luckily for you, it takes one hit to bring the thing down. It had its mouth opened, right in your line of sight, so your bullet flew through it’s brain with little to no problem. Everyone looks down at your kill.

“What is it?” Ethan asks, crouching down to get a better look. It’s entirely black, with an elongated head, a long tail, and claws. “I don’t care what it is,” You say, pulling him away from it. “It’s dangerous, and there might be more, so let’s hurry up.”

Ethan takes a few moments to study the thing, then takes point once more, you follow, unaware at just how much your yautja desires you. He was right in thinking that you were his Life Mate, he was sure of that, now more than ever.

Ethan stops suddenly. “What?” You ask, worried. "This door wasn't on the map.” He tells you. You shrug, “Get behind me,” you say, taking point. Big decloaks, stepping in front of you. You roll your eyes. “I appreciate the chivalry Big Guy but the mission is to get you back to your ship alive.” You step out from behind him, cocking your gun, and shooting the panel. The door slides open.

The room is dark, you can only make out strange shapes. You slink into the room, feeling against a wall for a light switch. You find it and flick it on. It took all of you several seconds to process what you were seeing.

It was a horror show. Yautja of all ages lay on gurneys, some opened wide for anatomy practice, some just the limbs severed, neon green blood was everywhere. You swallowed the lump in your throat. You and your brother were too distracted to even react to Big's anguished roar.

"This is so fucked up Sis," your brother chokes, moving out of Big's way as he and the female circle the room, looking at the carnage. Anger fills you. "Is there anyway we can find out who did this?" You ask Ethan. He shrugs, "Sure, but it would take a while, and with whatever things are out there, I think we should hurry." You nod. Walking over to Big, who seemed to be trying to wrap his head around everything. His head snaps towards you when you touch his arm. "Fight now, mourn later," you say managing a smile. He nods, you're right, of course you are.

He rallies the female and you set off again. Ethan, surprisingly without any trouble, leads you all right to the ship. A quick scan reveals no bogies in the area. The only thing stopping them is Ethan, he takes Big's arm, and begins to press buttons. Big is irritated. "Trust me," Ethan says, "I'm hacking into the database here, and downloading it to your ships computer."

"You can read their language?" You ask, stepping up to him to watch. "I can do anything," he scoffs, when he's done, he pats Big's arms, and you all make your way to the ship. Big presses a bunch of buttons on his arm band as you all approach the ship.

Your vigilance doesn't slack, even now, and it saves your ass. You cock your gun, and aim, another black thing coming from the shadows. You shoot, this time it takes several rounds to finish it.

That is the point where chaos rains down on you all. Freaky aliens and gunshots from every direction, screams of agony, you grab your brother and Big, tugging them towards the ship. Big gets the idea, calls the female, who's too determined to fight everyone and everything, ultimately, he decides to leave her.

You miss Big tossing his armband into the fray in his rush to get into the ship and out of the area. All you know is that you're fighting off an alien thing one moment, the next your brother is screaming. In a fit of hysterical strength he manages to beat the monster off you, and shoot it, he wastes the whole clip, but you're happy, surprised but happy.

You both miss the explosion as he flops down next to you, watching the blood ooze through the ship.

"That's not going to mess things up too bad is it?" He asks. "Nah," you say, "ship'll be fine."

#yautja x reader #aliens #yautja

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imagines4abrokenheart · 4 years

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The Chase

@twobucksworld I hope this is more of what you wanted! I made sure to write more since I misinterpreted what you had originally wanted. This ~ means a POV switch, as I couldn't help but want to write in both the perspectives. The human male is a soldier stationed on a planet similar to earth and he wanders into a females territory. I hope you enjoy! CW: Fear, Blood, Percieved death, being chased, the wrestling move ‘Stinkface’.

The Yautja, though bipedal, was an expert on all fours. Should it need to run it just lowered its forepaws to the dirt and sprang away as fast as any wolf in the darkness. This was one of those times, accelerating on all fours toward a human foolish enough to be wandering by moonlight in her territory. She stops abruptly, her clawed foot scrapes over the jagged edge of a small cliff. With lungs full of this humid air her salty breath creates clouds of vortexes; while her head moves side to side to assess her territory. One would think she hasn't the brain for reason, but instead, simply a primal sense of rage twined with an indomitable will to survive. They wouldn’t be all wrong at least. Then she spots him, the rigged stature of the human male, a soldier of the Earth’s military with no weapon in sight- far to easy to be a real threat but an annoyance nonetheless.

Through the darkness came the glow of two yellow eyes, like sallow lamplight eight feet off the boulder it stood on. They moved with a slight sway as if the unseen body prowled like a big cat. The soldier stopped. The eyes did not, with rapid acceleration and a more bounding motion they came right for him. A string of curses unraveled from his tongue, like yarn unfurling, as the creature advanced. Every step it took rattled his bones and struck his heart. He tried to dodge a swing from its massive claws, but it struck his side and he tumbled into the dirt. All he could do was feel. Feel the cold ground pressed against his form, the heat from the pain, and the rhythm of his heart like a drum crescendoing down to a languid thump. The things nascent roar fills the space between my ears and speaks straight to my own primal center. Despite the ambient temperature, my skin is icy, all blood diverted to core organs.

That's when the adrenaline hits such a fever pitch that “freeze” isn't going to cut it anymore. Apparently “flight” is the new order of the day, but not slowly like a conscious choice. My legs explode into violent motion. The kick against the dirt and my fingers with dull claws scrabbling for purchase into the soil before I swivel onto my stomach and launch myself forward. My brain, barely registering what just attacked us, belatedly relays all information on the beast that attacked and I stumble on the words echoing through my mind. A Yautja. ~ She relished in the way the male scampered, ever amused by the show of dominance humans tried to give off while they were nothing more then sucklings just learning to crawl. This human, however, seemed inexperienced in even that and she could feel the amused chuckle leave her mandibles as she watched him disappear. She had laid her first strike, like feline playing with her prey she stood straight, keen eyes watching in the darkness as he disappears with a limp. The prey would be allowed to run if only to give him that hope of safety- this was just a game to her. She was no hunter by want or need, females of her kind never needed to prove themselves like the males. She would then descend to all fours, before bounding off after him, her own pounding heart echoing the thrill of the chase. She wondered for a moment what it felt like to be hunted by something like herself but made a click deep in her throat- she realized she didn’t care how he felt. He was in her territory, she would teach him a lesson all Yautja learn at a young age- do not enter a female’s territory unless you wish death. ‘The chase is only sport for me but means everything to you. For me, taking your life is just a small part of a wider game. I know you have been told that victory is assured for your side, it is, of course, a lie to bring hope where there should be none. You are in a dark cave being granted the illusion of light, no more. There is no spark of hope, there is no rescue coming, it's just me and you little rabbit. So run, let your whitetail bob high as you scurry to save your own skin. You aren't a hero, you are nothing, less than a cold raindrop on a scorching desert. What you bring will evaporate into the sky leaving the landscape unchanged, barren and desolate, a playground for my delight alone.’

He hides, quaking and sweating with fear as the footfalls tapper off into soft little pats on the ground. In the tall grass, pressed against the base of a tree with nothing but his weeping side; he wished to be anywhere else. In boot camp, demoted from his rank, which was clearly wrongfully given, and yelled at for his incompetence. He had seen the signs, the skulls, he should have known- but he half expected the tells of Yautja to be just that, tells. To be fiction spread around like campfire horror stories to new recruits to scare them into not sneaking off. But the shifting of branches above him with the accents of clicking had his heart stuttering in his chest.

He would not suffer himself to look up, perhaps if he denied the thing any acknowledgment it would kill him quickly. It doesn’t. It drops before him, all rippling muscle and extended claws. It wore no armor, simple furs and beads- this one wore added fur on its chest and he realized it must be a female. A scientist once said they were more aggressive but rarely hunted- he must be lucky. She crouched down, far taller than any human he had ever seen, far taller than the pathetic 8 feet he thought her to be. Her head tilts and he swears she is speaking- he can’t clearly hear what language she speaks in over the sound of his own heartbeat and ragged breaths mixing into a funeral march in his mind. His eyes follow as she straightens, clenching her clawed hands to fists and he thinks she is readying a punch. ~ She watches him as he regards her with the horror all whelps experience when they first meet an angered female. She finds it amusing, humans truly are whelps compared to her species- it would be dishonorable to kill him while he did not even try to defend himself. But she never allowed anything to get away without punishment, without showing her complete dominance over others. She had claimed this forested part as her own and she knew how to disgrace any who she deemed unworthy of honorable death. She stalks forward, grabbing him by his shoulders and pulling a knife from her thigh. She gave an amused chuckle as he scrambled to push her away, now he fought. How pathetic. She slams the knife into the tree, catching his clothes and pinning him to the spot. She stepped back, releasing him and watching his declawed hands paw at the knife, knees slightly bent and he stared with wide-eyed horror up at her. She throws her head up, eyes still locked on his form before moving closer again. She then turns herself, pressing her ass to his face. For Yautja, to be shown this treatment was disgraceful and by the way, the male gave an anguished cry for mercy and he tried to claw at her hips, she knew her punishment was received. She stayed like that a moment longer before moving away, clicking as she turned back to him. Tears glistened his face as he gasped, body trembling like the whelp he was. She ripped her knife from the tree and he fell to the ground with a thud, slinking down back into the roots and earth to try and appear submissive. An annoyed click left her as she slides her knife back in its place, her back turned to him again. His cry as she did so had her chuckling, her hand moving in a flick motion to tell him to leave, he is of little importance to her. She then descended back to all fours, bounding forward through the tall grass soundlessly. She could feel herself purring, the omega having ignited something more carnal in her and she knew she would be visiting him again, if only to humiliate him further. ~

As he watched her disappear without a sound he realized she had been toying with him, allowing him to hear her to heighten his fear. He sobs, collapsing down into the soil and trying to regain himself as he fumbled for anything to defend himself. He had left camp for a smoke and piss, his pants soiled with his fear and his face burning in shame. He was close to camp again, he could hear the yells of his teammates and called back, using the tree to help him stand as he waved to their flashlights.

#Yautja female #Human Male #Predator #stinkface #face sitting in domination #alpha female #omega male

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wind0wg0blin · 5 years

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I'm glad to see that you have matchups open! If possible can I please get a yautja matchup? I'm 5'1 with blonde shoulder length hair, green eyes, and pale skin with freckles across my nose. A few of my interests are baking, reading, knitting and learning new languages. I also really love animals; dogs, cats, and birds are especially high on that list, even if I'm allergic to cats. When I first meet someone new I tend to be pretty quiet around them and only really start talking (1/3)

–> (2/3) to them once I find out some interests of theirs and see abit of how they are as a person, since I refuse to blindly trust anyone andeveryone. Once you have my trust, you have it forever or until you completelybreak it. Most of the time I’m pretty laid back but have no problem throwingsass back when needed. Anyone who can deal with my sass has an A+ in my book.I’m also the type of person to put googly eyes on objects to give them faces,which I will never apologize for

–> (3/3)Despite me being small compared to everyone else, 8 times out of 10 I preferbeing the big spoon when it comes to cuddling. Oh! I also absolutely love spaceand would be more than happy to explore the universe if I was ever asked.…This is probably the most detail I’ve ever put into a matchup so I’m goingto end it here and hope I got down everything necessary. Thank you so much!!! :D

I match you with Wolf!

Many believe him to be a heartlesswarrior satiated by nothing but the thrill of a hunt. Though after living withhim for a few weeks you now see that he is much more complex a person thanthat.

He has a hard time communicatingverbally not only due to the language barriers but his facial scars still achefrom years of poor care. You two have developed your own kinda of secret languageonly the both of you know.

He isn’t much of a kidskinda guy so expect him to surprise you with a yautja dog. Or several. You twowould have a fine assortment of alien and normal pets. Surprisingly everyonegets along well.

Wolf also has trust issuesso you would never have to worry about him doing anything. If anything, he ismore worried than you are as who’s to say you wont be stolen away by some otherhuman? You are much too beautiful for him to not be convinced that everyonewould want to be with you.

You may think you have alot of sass but by god when wolf is in a mood he is in a god dam mood. He hasenough snap backs to give someone whip lash

Wolf doesn’t give a shithow you two sleep at night as he just wants to sleep. If you want to lay on himor curl up with him or cling to him he could care less so long as you let himsleep is fine by him.

Its a good thing you ended with that as well as Wolf will most defiantly be sweeping you off your feet to take you away to live your lives on some distant galaxy where you can grow old exploring the stars.

[Hope you enjoyed reading

#wolf predator #yautja imagines #yautja x reader #yautja #yautja boyfriend #yautja headcanons #predator #predator imagines #avprequiem

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softmary · 3 years

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Slashers and do they like cats because why not 👍🏻

- Tiffany Valentine: she isn't an animal lover, but if Glen was to bring a cat home and ask to keep it she wouldn't mind having a pet around! She would spoil the heck out of the feline and maybe end up over feeding it to the point that it looks like a balloon-

- Chucky: you know how some dads say they don't want any pets in the house (let alone cats) and then they end up loving the animal more than their children? Yeah, that's him. At first he would absolutely HATE the idea of having a "hair ball" around but since Tiff is the girlboss convinced him now he has to deal with it.

- Jason Voorhees: he loves animals and animals love him. He gives me dog person vibes, but he wouldn't turn down the opportunity to adopt a cat! He loves sitting down with his friend lying on his lap while it purrs, it's nice having some company since he usually feels lonely.

- Freddy Krueger: mean lil' bastard he has his "fun" by mistreating the poor things :(

- Bubba Sawyer: loves all animals. He is not a dog nor a cat person as he loves both just the same! If there is something he loves about cats is how they bring him random stuff as a gift for taking good care of them. Like Jason, he loves stroking them while he relaxes from the stress of the day.

- Thomas Hewitt: I feel like he is a cat person. He doesn't hates dogs, they are just a little too loud for him sometimes and the last thing he needs after being yelled at for literal hours is more noise. Plus, cats are just like him: at first they might be mean, but after they warm up to you they are very loving and playful!

- Michael Myers: hates animals and people. For their safety, keep them away from him. Still, I feel like he might not mind a cat around even if he didn't touch it. Most of them are quiet and know the meaning of personal space so they are okay on his list.

- Bo Sinclair: he is def a dog person. He is a "manly man" so of course he HAS to like big dogs over cats 🙄🙄🙄 still, he might get along with them, but it will be kinda difficult.

- Vincent Sinclair: he LOVES cats! They are so cute and soft even if they sometimes knock things over, but how can he be mad at them? Have you SEEN those big round eyes? Or those tiny paws? He is the crazy cat man.

- Lester Sinclair: also loves cats! He adores to play with them and teasing them. Maybe sometimes making them mad, but he means no harm! He just gets so excited, like a child playing with his dog.

- Yautja: LOVE LOVE LOVE. Seriously LOTS of cuddling with them. They are basically space cats of course they'd get along just great with them. It doesn't matter if they already have their hunting hound, they'll adopt the little Earth feline as well!

((I may add some more later, I just ran out of inspo for the moment KVDKBLBJNH))

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