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Fan fiction Master List
Five Nights at Freddy's
The Last Afton (Springtrap x fem reader x Michael) [COMPLETE]
Predator (Yautja)
Predator's Possession (Oc Yautja x fem reader) [Ongoing]
Jungle Fever (fem yautja x male reader)
The Elder with Celtic, Chopper and Scar after he became their guardian when their parents passed and they came to the clanship. (He's their grandfather)
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"This fic is literally just porn, why do you care about the quality of the editing" unfortunately, both my brain and my dick have strong opinions about verb tenses.
You severely underestimate the effect of typos and incorrect tenses on my libido
~ Predator Possession IC ~
Intermission Chapter: Soon
PP Chronological Master List
Summary: During the events of part 1, your stay with Ch'Kall, before you mated, before that fateful day, before you understood just how much he wanted you
Warnings: Masterbation, mutual masterbation, voyeurism. Including a non Canon alternate scene!
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Most days you would spend hours alone in that den waiting for Ch'Kall to come back. While it's nice to not be stuck out there, room and board and all that, you feel a bit awkward staying here as some unexpected guest. You're not sure why Ch'Kall had even brought you here in the first place.
It's not like he's just rescuing random humans, not with all those skulls on his wall, so why did he want you? Obviously as a pet. He's so lonely here and there doesn't seem to be anyone else her of his kind. Or maybe there is and he's just keeping you away from the others.
But if thats the case why have none of those others tried to find you? And what makes you so special that he's willing to put all this effort to protect you?
These questions just boggle your mind. You can try asking him but he's not very talkative. He often just let's you ramble about anything so good luck trying to get an answer out of him.
Just be grateful you're still alive You think to yourself. That being said, there not much to do here. You could go back outside into the waterfalls and continue to find a way out. But you're just not feeling it today. There is something that has been bothering you. You're Ovulating.
Being stuck here for months, you didn't have time to notice or care, having to constantly fight for your life and all. But now being well fed and well cared for by Ch'Kall its ALL you notice. What to do about it?
You don't exactly have anything to... deal with it... no toys or anything like you had back home. And you're not that good at rubbing yourself. What are you going to do? Ask Ch'Kall for help?
He's an alien! Large and humanoid enough, but he could crush me! And as if he would ever consider doing something like that with me. I don't even think he has a penis. Not that I've seen. No way he would do that for my sake. What if he says no? Or is so repulsed by that idea he kicks me out? I guess its just me.
You looked around for anything that could serves as a substitute.
You don't want to use any tools Ch'Kall uses, anyone will smell it and he'll ask questions. How about... one of the plants he brings you to eat? You'll throw it out right afterwards and he won't question it.
You went through the harvest. This carrot looking one? No, too thin. How about the cucumbers? But then you see the bananas. Sturdy, soft and hard enough, not too big or small.
"Okay, this seems like a decent size" you examined the fruit in your hand "okay, here we go" spreading your legs open, you slowly insert the long fruit at your entrance. It was kinda cold, but you had to work with what you got.
The tip made its way in. The rough little patch tickled and scratched your walls a little. "Okay okay, I got this"
Ch'Kall was coming back from his patrol when he smelled it. He could always smell it. But today it was very strong. Your heat's stench was obvious even from out the den. He reactivated his cloak, and from there he silently prowled. There in the wide space he saw you kneeling on the nest bed, complete naked and pleasuring yourself with a fruit.
"Oh, yes, thats right" you moaned
Ch'Kall couldn't believe what he was seeing. He had seen you naked before, he had always been able to sense your heat. But now here you are on his bed in the full nude, body on fire with nothing but carnal desire.
He went back into the hall to hid himself while he removed his loins to pull out his phallus. Oh what he would give to just go over there now and give you what you want.
He can sense your frustration that the poor fruit isn't enough. Your body wants someone else to join you in these old motions. To be pleased, to be ravaged. And Ch'Kall would happily be that someone else.
"Faster... please go faster" you moaned
Ch'Kalls hand gripped around his manhood and began to stroke it. What would it be like? He wonders. What would it be like to finally mate with someone.
He was forced to leave Yautja Prime before he was old enough to join in mating season. The time of the year in which all the female's cycles will align, putting them in heat and eager to breed. Often in the mean time, male yautjas will engage in homosexuality. But Ch'Kall was never lucky to do that either. He's a complete virgin.
What about you? He wonders as he continues to stroke himself. Have you ever had the chance to mate? To breed? What is it like? Was it pleasurable for you? That won't matter, because I will breed you better than anyone ever could.
The grip on his cock tightens but he restrains himself to continue stroking slowly. Any faster and he'll bust immediately. He wants to savor this moment. As well as to match your own speed as if you're doing it together.
"Please... faster" you plead, as if its anyone else but you doing this to yourself. You want to go faster, you feel your orgasm building but you just can't get yourself to go any faster.
Ch'Kall can hear your dilemma. You're close but that distracts you from getting any further. You want to cum so badly.
"Please let me cum" you whine "please fuck me harder"
Ch'Kall strokes himself faster. Only a little faster, but he can already feel his hips twitching, almost thrusting back and forth as if he's laying it on you. He quietly moans your name. Mate with me... breed with me... bear my pups until your round and mine! All mine!
You bite your lip as you slowly, and weakishky squeal from your orgasm. Not as strong as was when you had proper toys, but you've finally reached your high.
Not long after, Ch'Kall holds back his roars and he ejaculates across his leg. His seed spilling down his thigh.
All these years and all this seed, wasted. He turns to you, still cloaked. But one day this seed shall spill for you. On your body or deeply nestled in your womb. I promise you.
Ch'Kall crawled outside to recomposure himself. Waits a good few minutes before deciding to go back in as if nothing happened.
"Oh, I didn't make much of a mess but if I can smell it, Ch'Kall definitely will" you run out to immediately throw out the banana. You try your best to wash your thighs, coated in your own cum. "He won't notice, he won't notice, he won't notice"
Soon after he arrives home. You try to clamp your thighs shut as if that will keep him from smelling your recent masterbating session.
"Heeyyyy! Ch'Kall, you're back early!" You awkwardly smile. "Did you have a good hunt? Scouting mission?"
Ch'Kall grunts "sei-i, really good lookout"
"Great... to have you back"
Your body is still slightly warm as you both huddle up for bed. You can't lie, you almost like the way his hands are on you like this.
"My day? Well... I did nothing much, it can get pretty boring when you're not around, but I don't mind" you smile as you both get into bed together.
You lay facing away from him. Ch'Kall inhales and can still sense the unsatisfied heat radiating off of you. A heat aching to be pleased.
"Soon, no longer will you need to please yourself with a poor replica of what you desire the most, my mate" Ch'Kall quietly purred "once I have fully courted you I will breed you tirelessly. Whether or not you end up with child, I will await that day-"
Suddenly, you turn on your other side, facing him within the nest. He freezes there for a moment until beginning to purr softly.
"Hey, Ch'Kall? You're always saying something before we sleep, what is it? Some kind of prayer?" You yawn.
He thinks there for a moment, wondering what he could say "sei-i, yes, a prayer" A prayer that one day you shall accept him as yours. To have, to hold, to pleasure~
"I swear to be an honorable, worthy, and devoted mate, hopefully someday, a father. I will be yours. To hold you, protect you, and please you as you wish to be"
"I don't know what you're saying, but it sounds beautiful" you mumble
> THIS NEXT PART IS NOT CANON TO THE STORY BUT ITS HOT AND I WANT TO ADD IT IN SO PLEASE ENJOY THIS NON CANON SMUT <
Ch'Kall was coming back from his patrol when he smelled it. He could always smell it. But today it was very strong. Your heat's stench was obvious even from out the den. He reactivated his cloak, and from there he silently prowled. There in the wide space he saw you kneeling on the nest bed, complete naked and pleasuring yourself with a fruit.
"Oh, yes, thats right" you moaned
Ch'Kall couldn't believe what he was seeing. He had seen you naked before, he had always been able to sense your heat. But now here you are on his bed in the full nude, body on fire with nothing but carnal desire.
"If it is pleasure you seek, then I am here"
Dazed, you look around after hearing a voice "huh? What..." Ch'Kall's cloak dematerializes, revealing himself right before you "HOLY SHIT!" You immediately throw the banana across the room without realizing. Embarrassed, your cheeks burn red.
Ch'Kall walks towards the banana and picks it up, inhaling your intoxicating scent.
Things just keep getting worse! "I-I wasn't- I-I... I..." you couldn't find the words. Oh God, hes smelling it! "I-I'm sorry!"
He doesn't move for a good while. His fingers trace along the slick juices you left on it.
"You in heat?" He rumbles
"No! I..." you try to leave, maybe you'll sit in the cold water and think about what you've done. Ch'Kall grabs your arm, stopping you. "Ch'Kall, please let me go" your face burns even more red.
He pulls you close to him, smelling your hair. Lowering himself until he's at your bush, inhaling that as well. He stays there, looking pleased. He stands back up and embraces you, the deep rumbling turning into a purr.
"Wh-what are you doing?"
"You want to mate, I smell you heat. Mate with me. I be good to you"
"Ch'Kall, pl-please no, we're not ourselves" you stutter as he continues to nuzzle in your neck
"Want you. Always want you. Since you kill canidae. You strong. I like strong. But now heat leaves you wanting. Let me give you what you want"
"I..." are you going crazy? Did he just offer himself to you just like that? You have to refuse him! He's an alien for fucks sake! How would that even work? Yet you don't want to. You want to cum so badly, you're really going to let him. "O-okay, I'll... have sex with you"
You both begin to strip. He was wearing more than you yet he finished undressing first. His body is so marvelous. Scarred muscles make up every inch of him. Physique very similar to a human male. His face is terrifying to look at, but Ch'Kall won't hurt you, if he wanted to he would've already done so.
Fully naked yourself, your wrapped your arms to cover your breasts and pressed your thighs together. You've had sex before. Once. To your completion. So this all feels strange. But you'd be lying if this didn't excite you in the slightest.
Ch'Kall moved close to you, clearly wanting to see more. You lowered your arms. "W-what do you think?" Awkwardly asking. "Okay, n-now that I've sh-shown you mine, can I see yours?"
He chuffs. Right, because how are we supposed to- OH MY GOD
Down at his crotch you saw the slit in between behind to open, and out came a slimy yet ribbed looking penis. Slowly almost never ending until it came out large and girthy. Your eyes widened.
"Good for you?" He asked, almost looking ashamed
"Uh, yeah, it's good. It's big" that thing is supposed to go inside you. "I guess we should start now"
You slowly crawled on the bed, laid on your back and hesitated to spread your legs open. Ch'Kall quickly followed after. His large frame soon hovering over yours. He looks longingly into your eyes until he presses his forehead onto yours. He starts to purr.
"Ch'Kall" you weakly push against him. "Please be gentle with me, I-I'm scared... and you're too big. So please can you go slow?"
He only purrs, trying to soothe your shivering body. "Sei-I, I never mate before, but I be good mate to you"
You both look down between you. His manhood reaches your entrance, gently poking it, trying it make its way in. You're too scared to look so you hold onto him, wrapping your arms around his chest.
You both feel it as he successfully penetrates you. You moan. Ch'Kall begins to push deeper. You feel that stretch. He pulls out only to push back in again. And again. And again.
"Oh" you moan. This isn't so bad, its actually starting to feel good. Your body feels as it can relax. "Ch'Kall, you can go faster if you'd li-" you look back down and see he's only- HALF WAY IN? "Wait wha- Ah!"
He quickly lifts your legs up from behind your knees, moving deeper and faster.
"Wait- wait! Ch'Kall I! I! Ah~"
Your words are stuck in your throat as Ch'Kall pounds you harder, only coming out as moans. He grunts and groans in response.
He locks your legs around his arms while he lowers himself by your face. Chest to chest. Body on body. Mating press.
His mandibles flare in pleasure. So this is what its like. To mate. To share in each other's heat. He looks back down at you. Seeing your hands clutch at the furs, the red in your face, the aching desire burning between you begging to be released. You're turned away from him. He gently grabs your face to look at him.
In your eyes there's still fear. In his eyes, yearning. "Not fear me" he nuzzles close, then rumbles your name.
"Ch'Kall" you moan.
"Im here" he holds onto you tighter, thrusting faster.
"Ch'Kall!" You try not to scream, but this is too much. His large cock slamming into you, faster, harder, his arms holding you down, his body making you ride a wave of pleasure unlike you've ever known "im gonna cum!"
His thrusts get sloppy. He's coming too. With one last powerful thrust, he pushes forward and ejaculates inside you. Your shared roars and moans echo across the cave.
"Bare my children!" He roars your name. He cums inside of you, filling you with his seed.
"Fuuuck yeeeEEESSS!!~~" A weak smile creeps on your lips as you collapse beneath your new lover.
Long hard breaths are what remain after. "...that was... that was..."
Ch'Kall slowly gets up. He tries to move only for a shared pulling pain felt by both of you
"Ach! What the..." you look at your crotches that are still connected. His massive dick still inside of you and still pumping you. "Oh no, Ch'Kall, pull out! I can't-"
"Not come out" he growled
"What? Ch'Kall no! We have to- hngh!" You reached down trying to pull out his cock yourself, but it won't. It's stuck, and it kinda hurts trying to get out.
Ch'Kall grabs your arms and pulls it towards his chest instead. His pulls your whole body towards him. "It come out soon, it be okay" he purrs and nuzzles you
"I-I can't~ its too much!" You moan.
"You safe, *huff* I stay here, *huff* with you"
His arms fully embracing you with the love he had been longing to give you. You limp and accept it as his seed fills you. The weak smile creeps back on your face once again.
A few long minutes pass and he finally pulls out of you. His thick creamy semen spilling out of you. He drops next to you in the bed.
"If you want to mate again, I will be here"
"Im not gonna lie, that was... amazing... thank you, Ch'Kall for... helping me out"
Ch'Kall chuffs, purrs as he holds you close as he drifts to sleep.
Hopefully he doesn't believe this makes us a couple or anything like that. Let's just say I'm not interested in being some crab-faced alien's girlfriend. Oh God, I hope he can't get me pregnant. What would that baby even look like? I don't want to know.
But what I do know is Ch'Kall really will be there for me, for anything.
Note to self: once I get off this planet I will NEVER speak of this to ANYONE!
A/N: she never did get off that planet.
I KNOW I didn't delete this, yet anytime I go look it up on tags it doesn't show up. This chapter was doing good when it first came out but now its barely getting traction. When I look it up on yautja x reader I can't find it.
So I'm reposting it again cuz I know you guys are filthy animals (like me :3) and it deserves traction again
I’m honestly so tired of fandom these days for one simple reason.
People will focus so much on what they want to happen in a story, or what their headcanons are for a story, that it basically becomes the truth for them. So when a show doesn’t go in that direction, they feel betrayed and enraged at the creator. And that’s really discouraging.
Even with characters! Someone might like a character in a piece of media, and share this online with the community. But because in the fandom, they are not liked (whether it be that the character was mean to a fan-favorite, or just what people have speculated about a character) the community will find many reasons to try and convince them their opinion is wrong.
It’s like we can’t just have preferences anymore, it has to either be that you’re right or you’re wrong. And that sucks because fandoms should be the place where you can talk about what you like about a series and how you enjoy it, without being told you’re enjoying it wrong.
//One of the biggest pitfalls of the recent generations of fandom is that the people who want to write their own story-- and they tend to be the very same ones who latch onto their own headcanons and predictions that they get angry over the series going in a different direction-- not only don't realize that it's okay to just recognize, "I don't like the actual canon as much as what I was hoping for" as a personal preference, but they also tend to cling to confirmation biases that "confirm" what they want to happen, instead of the reverse of basing a theory off of what they already see. This is how we get those who try to write a dissertation about their theories as if they have a masters in literature when they also could never be bothered to actually pay attention to how to critically pick apart literature in their middle and high school English classes; and they *cannot stand* when someone whose entire degree was focused on analyzing literature (hi, hello, that's me) tells them that we're not supposed to pick things apart like that. There is no right or wrong interpretation so long as you back up your thoughts properly in the academic world-- and in fandom there is no right or wrong at ALL as long as you're not being a dick.
//That and we also have more and more people coming into fandom spaces who are mentally ill and need something to relate to but have never actually become acquainted with fandom etiquette, so in turn the etiquette is changing into something more and more hostile with every passing generation.
Hungry , angry baby yautja hissing 😁
Happy birthday five nights at Freddy’s in FNAF
Helloo , can you please draw a short comic of how dek lost his fang while saving his brother? Tnx
Alright, I've talked about my own head canon for Yautja on other peoples post, so I'm going to build one here - cause, why not!
Before I forget! Some of this comes the Yautja Wiki fan page - I looked up heights specifically for the male's (I had between 7 and 8 ft, but wanted to verify), and ages, some things are from the movies, some are completely made up.
You can also find this on A03 now Yautja Head Canon
General
Yautja society is a matriarchy
Clans are made up of related families. When the clan gets to a certain size, it is normal for a large family to create a satellite clan, usually using the initial clan name within the new name.
Leaders in clan structures are male, but female Matriarchs have final say in all decisions. Matriarchs will often leave the details of day to day life to males. Ancients, Clan leaders, Elders that are seen on interstellar ships are almost always male led. The Matriarchs are more of an influential powerbroker. If a Clan Leader makes a disastrous tactical error, breaks sacred protocols, or brings dishonor to the bloodline/clan, a Matriarch will step in to strip them of title or veto any decisions. They are the political backbone and power of Yautja society.
Records of couplings and resulting children are strictly maintained in order to avoid any inbreeding. This creates the opportunity to have external clans enter into treaties or pacts even based on the coupling of the least of the clan.
Clans and their satellite clans never war. Ever. It is considered against the code to attack one of the satellites, but it's not unheard of.
All tech and equipment from any Yautja who has died will be recycled/reused by other clan members except for their personal helms/masks and any custom armor.
Clans have various ways of caring for their dead, some have large catacombs where the dead are laid on large slabs of rock, in full hunting armor with special trophies they had hunted laid about them. Some build funeral pyres where the same items are cremated with the warrior. All warriors who have died with honour are shown deep respect in death.
Any dishonoured/Bad blood Yautja who die are left to rot after being stripped of everything of worth or fed to Yautja hounds.
They are carnivorous but will supplement their diet with roots, berries, and other plants. This is partly for flavour, partly to aid in digestion. The older they get, the more plant and vegetable matter they eat. Sidebar - I used to rescue bearded dragons. One of the biggest issues I had was getting beardies to eat fruit/vegetables/greens. People assume lizards are insectivores or carnivores only, this is incorrect. For an adult bearded dragons a healthy diet is 80% plant matter, 20% insects (this is the opposite of baby/juveniles who need 20% plant matter and 80% insects). My theory is that the Yautja who survive to be Ancient eat a lot of salad lol!
They will 100% allopreen - that means, they will bathe in communal areas, help each other clean themselves, etc. Nudity is preferred, though many will wear a loincloth (no embarassing boners thanks).
They evolved into having a mix of reptile and mammalian features.
Their sense of smell is their strongest sense. Next would be hearing, touch, and taste, in dead last is their sight. They evolved on a jungle planet where seeing a heat signature or lack thereof, and hearing/smelling was far more important than seeing. They've adapted their helms to incorporate other spectrums that enable them to see better, but are colourblind without their helms (if a Yautja is complimenting the colour of your eyes, it has a helm/mask on). The more technologically advanced their gear, the better the visual tech is.
Yautja tendrils/dreads are solid flesh. The base at the skull has musculature that allows them to raise up in the same way a dog raises hackles or a cat does - it makes the Yautja appear larger. The base is very sensitive and full of nerve endings. The further down and away from the head you get, the less sensitive they are. very long ones have only a whisper of a sense of touch at the tips. Moving a Yautja's dreads/tendrils can cause various reactions. This is not because you are touching a sensitive area, but because you are moving them, which causes the more sensitive areas closer to the head to move. Think erogenous zone meets tickle zone meets *don't touch me* zone. It all depends on who is moving them and the intent.
Dreads/tendrils will grow back! Unless they've been cauterized. Many will use a styptic type powder to stop any bleeding from a severed tendril as they want them to grow back.
They are incredibly stoic/unemotional in front of all others, unless the other is a trusted family member/friend/mate. On those few occasions, they are just as emotional as any other species.
They absolutely can cry, they can smile (in their way), they do all the things but in a Yautja fashion. Tears are in private, away from any who would see them as weakness.
No PDA. The closest any Yautja would get to PDA is a brush of a finger against the back of a hand or something similar.
Pups and younglings are raised cooperatively. Mothers and fathers each have a say in how a pup is raised. Nursing mothers are deeply cared for by the female Elders of the clan. They are not expected to hunt until the pup is at least 6 or 7, maybe even as old as 10.
Yautja mature far slower than other species. A pup is considered too young to be without an adult until they are about 10 years old. They are completely dependent on others until they are at minimum 5. When they reach on average around 60, they are able to attempt the blood rites, but most wait until they are closer to 100.
They have an excellent sense of balance, proprioception, thermoception, and their nociception is exceptional.
They are warm blooded.
The code
It has varying levels of adherence, the same way humans have varying levels of religious adherence. You have apostates, true believers, literal believers, agnostics, and complete atheists.
Some clans adhere to the code so strictly that they will cull any Yautja who shows weakness (think Njohrr with Dek). These strict adherence consider any clan that does otherwise as bad bloods.
Enforcers for various clans try to avoid making judgements on other clans due to this extreme difference in beliefs.
The more relaxed the clan is surrounding the code, the more likely an external species will be seen either as a slave, friend (think Alex Woods and Scar), or even mate (what we wish happened with Alex and Scar).
This difference in beliefs absolutely will and does trigger inter-clan wars.
Females
They are much larger than the average male, 8 feet+ (2.5 m).
They are very much as predatory, if not more so, than males.
They select mates based on hunting ability and intelligence.
They are the primary caregivers of the pups/younglings, but males are not excluded.
Female mammary glands are small though visually there. When they do get pregnant, the mammaries enlarge in order to produce a milk type substance for the coming pup.
Pregnancies last up to two years. They are a LONG lived species. Every pregnant female is given a place of honor amongst the other females.
First time mothers are especially cared for. They are also encouraged to continue hunting in order to keep their bodies in prime shape.
They have live births, similar to mammals, they grow a placenta in order to grow the fetus.
Males
Male dreads/tendrils grow longer than females and tend to be more dramatic.
Males will hunt on their own in order to prove their worth to females. The more difficult a prey they catch alone, the better their chances of being chosen.
Sometimes males will team up, especially related ones. The one who lands the killing blow earns the trophy, but they both hunt until they both have something of value.
Males always defer to females and are raised knowing that females are the reason their species thrives.
Males will often assist in the raising of their pup (if it's confirmed to be theirs), stepping up when the mother requests him, staying away when told. Younglings are often seen being trained by males and females. There is no separation of the sexes when it comes to training.
Males often take longer to become blooded. This is due to their size and mentality.
Males on average are shorter than females ranging from a short 7 ft (2.1 m) to 8 ft (2.5 m), sometimes more as with Ultimate Predator at 11 ft 3.35 m). Dek is considered a runt at approximate 6 ft (1.8 - 2 m) - being a runt is why Njohrr wanted to cull him.
Mating
Males try to keep their dreads/tendrils as long as possible. Think of a male peacock - the bigger the display, the better to attract a mate. A male Yautja's dreads length is a sign of his cunning during hunts. The fewer that cut damaged, the more attractive the male.
The above only shows true intelligence if the male also has many difficult to get trophies. A male with a pile of - say - wolf skulls.
Females are extremely rough during mating. Lots of head canons agree on this one. Males work their asses off to impress and could potentially die during the main event - at least they die happy (?)
It can take several attempts to work. It's not unheard of for a female to have multiple males - uh - waiting on her...
Mating season happens twice a year, almost always at the same time (with few exceptions). No one is forced to go to the main gathering, though it is preferred they do in order to keep the bloodlines tracked better. There are occasions where a couple will mate for life, it's uncommon, but not rare. Each gathering is held by the main clan, meaning each satellite clan returns to the homelands of the mother clan for the gathering.
They have many options for birth control, especially for younger females who are not ready for children but enter their heats. Males are given a serum that usually lasts a year (two mating seasons). These males are paired with females who do not want children or who are not ready. Females are not given the same type of birth control as it is seen as the male's duty to do so. However, females of breeding age who regularly leave to hunt will use devices similar to an IUD (but way less invasive) to prevent any unwanted pregnancies.
Consent is everything and it is sexy as fuck. Females may be rough on the males, but it is consensual or it doesn't happen. Any female or male can say no, even if it is in the middle of the act - though most would never do so. It has happened. If either party still requires - release - another Yautja is paired with the individual.
Bad Bloods
Clans call an exiled, criminal, or renegade Yautja member a bad blood.
Bad bloods 'crimes' can vary from simply running away to full on murder of their own clan members.
The stricter the clan is to the Code, the less a bad blood needs to do in order to become. What a harsher clan considers a bad blood, other clans will welcome into the fold after a time of 'proving'. Example - say Dek decided to never return to his home clan. Dek is clever, strong, and a far better hunter than many - he would be welcomed by other, more lenient clans, especially any who accept humans but he would have to prove his worth and earn the trust of the clan.
Some bad bloods will join with other races - for good or bad. Some form criminal syndicates, some create clans in safe zones so they can live peacefully. The peaceful clans will incorporate other races so long as they live and adhere to Yautja rules.
Bad blood criminal syndicates vary as much as clans do. Some are murderous and will act very mafia-like - demanding protection money, dealing in drugs, slaves, etc. Some will pair up with human companies like Weyland-Yutani and kidnap their own for the money they get from the company (WY is the biggest one). Some operate as pirates, boarding ships they know have cargo that is worth the risk.
The peaceful bad bloods still adhere to the Code in their own ways, but build up safe zones. They always hunt in a minimum of two, but usually in small packs just in case they come across other Yautja who are not bad bloods.
Some Yautja who are not exiled or deemed bad bloods will leave their clans to join these more peaceful safe zone clans. Especially those who struggle in their own clans (the weakness, less successful, etc).
“parental rights should be abolished and children’s rights should be established so family are held liable for their abuse”
yes no argument
“…and children should be able to consent to whatever and whomever they want”
hold up ✋🛑
I drew a yautja!! :3333
These are my fav dek drawings I did during school last year! One of them isn’t dek and a couple of these never got finished but I still love them :3
Predator: Bloodshed (2026) #3
~ Predator Possession PC ~
Prequel Chapter: Whats an ooman?
PP Chronological Master List
Summary: Claw puts child Ch'Kall to train with Ax'Xandarr, a yautja human hybrid who tells him all about his mother's side of the species. Ch'Kall's whole backstory
Warnings: Angst, daddy issues, final goodbyes, idk if its cuz I was writing this at midnight but I was crying while I was writing this
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Re'dum rode his hover bike across the grassy plains of Yautja prime until he reached the large temple in the jungle. He's there to drop off his young son, Ch'Kall, back to his mother, Claw, who stepped out decked in her armor and jewelry made from Xenomorph bones and remains, standing close by was her entourage including her eldest daughter, Spear.
"Re'dum! What is the meaning of this?" Claw shouted with aggression
"I came to bring back your son. He's not measuring up like his brothers, I expected better from an elite such as yourself"
"How do you know its my fault? Maybe your genetics tainted mine?"
Claw and Re'dum snarled and roared back and forth. Ch'Kall ran to his mother's side where Spear was waiting for him. She took him inside away from the arguing yautjas
"What did she ever see in him?" Spear grumbled "are you alright, little brother?"
Ch'Kall did not look up as he clutched onto her. "Spear, why does my father call me weak?"
She sighed, she didn't know what to say or what to do. "You're not weak, Ch'Kall, your brothers are only bigger and stronger by comparison because they're older. Now come, you can stay with me in new my quarters until mother returns with her mind calmed, would you like to see it?"
A long while passes and Claw steps in.
"Ch'Kall, I see Spear has shown you her new private quarters in the temple. She earned it" claw bends down to her young son who was sitting in his sister's bed playing with a small rock he found. "My son, I didn't mean it when I said you were tainted I was just angry with your father. He's so stubborn and arrogant"
"...he says he doesn't want to train me... because I'm weak..."
"No, no you are not weak!" She assured him "and we will prove him wrong"
Later that night she made a call to an old friend. "Ax'Xandarr, I have a new task for you"
The very next day Ch'Kall had woken up bright and early like all Yautja children are currently training for. They must be up at dawn to keep moving before any diurnal creatures come for them as well as keeping the hunters attentive while on the search for prey. As well as disciplinary reasons.
"Look at you, little brother, so well trained" said Spear as she only woke up a few minutes prior and already has on her gear.
"Last to wake, first to die" says Ch'Kall he puts on his baby loin cloth along with his smaller training garments.
Claw knocks on Spear's door. "Spear, Ch'Kall is in there with you?"
"Yes mama! I am here!" He shouts.
The door opens and Claw steps in with her massive cape and armor. Which can only mean someone important is coming.
"Come with me, especially you, Ch'Kall, its time you're properly trained"
As the sun rises a small personal ship comes flying in. All Yautja stand tall in respect for whoever is in said ship.
"What is he doing here?" Spear asks
"Re'dum is refusing to train Ch'Kall so I called him. He's trained you when your father died and look what you have accomplished. I wouldn't call him unless it was necessary"
The ship lands and out steps a tall male Yautja, decorated in all sorts of markings and bones. His grey dreadlocks looked soft, and his skin so dark but not like a red desert Yautja. Ch'Kall knew something about him was different.
"Ax'Xandarr!!" Claw yelled. She and the crowd saluted "We are honored with your presence!"
The large doors to the temple opened, Ax'Xandarr made his way in first then everyone followed him after.
In a court room where the leaders held discussions with the clan members, Claw and Ax sat at the table. She gestured Ch'Kall to sit with them.
"So he's going to train me from now on?"
"Yes, he's trained Spear and now she's on her way to becoming a matriarch. You have potential, my son, and if Re'dum cannot shape that warrior from you, then Ax'Xandarr will. You will be staying with him and his grandsons as he trains you. I know this will be the best decision"
Ch'Kall starred at Ax for a while. Something about him is so unfamiliar. "Are you a desert Yautja? Your skin is dark but not red"
Claw scowled at his comment but Ax only laughed. "Dont fret, Claw, he's only curious. Best I tell him now since he'll be staying with me for a while" he took off his mask revealing a very alien face.
Ax'Xandarr was a hybrid?! He had an odd face. Under his mandibles, his teeth were barely covered by skin that opened and closed with every word he spoke. His skin wasn't red but instead brown and in some areas looked soft. His tendrils looked just as soft like weaves.
Ch'Kall stared at him for a long while, really observing just how odd he was. Is he malformed? Or is he a hybrid? He's never met a hybrid before but his father openly spoke against them. Saying they were abominations.
Later that day, Ch'Kall packs his belongings and goes in Ax's ship to train him until he is ready for his chiva.
Months of intense training pass, they become good friends. Ch'Kall asks why he looks different from the other Yautjas. Ax explains that he's a hybrid.
"Whats an ooman?" Ch'Kall asks
"Its another creature that our kind has faced with for years. They're like us but smaller and not as advanced.
"So how did your parents meet?"
"My father was a pure blood Yautja named Scar. He was on his blooding Chiva on earth which is where he met my mother, an Ooman named Alexa Woods. He was the only survivor and brought her with him. For centuries the two remained together.
While my father had sired several pups for bloodline reasons he only had eyes for mom. But after a while and several blood transfusions they managed to have me... unintentionally...
I have two names, Ax'Xandarr is my Yautja name, but Alexander Woods II is my human name. Mom told it was the same name as her own father who climbed the highest mountain on earth and back"
"Whats earth?"
"Its the homeworld for oomans. And a great hunting ground...
Life wasn't easy for me though, they saw me as a freak, had to train twice as hard to prove my worth, but as you see now I earned it"
"Where are your parents now?'
Ax's face saddened "mom died long ago, and dad followed soon after as he was facehugged... again... this time he chose to die so he could be buried alongside her"
"Do you think I'll ever meet an ooman?"
"Its likely you'll get sent to earth for your first hunt after your Chiva. Humans can be crafty mofos but we prevail"
Ax takes Ch'Kall to the archives of hunters past where all recordings of the Hunter's journies are recorded. He shows him all sorts of past missions with on earth. Scandinavia 841 AD. Japan 1604. North America, 1719. France 1941. Guatemala, 1987. Los Angeles, 1997. But his personal favorite is Bouvet islands, 2004.
"Thats where my parents met"
"Oomans all look different, some are small, big, dark and light"
"You see her? The one in red and using tools made from Hard Meat? Thats my mother"
"Wow, you look just like her!" Ch'Kall looked up at him "do you miss her?"
"Every day... I miss my parents but thats life. Someday you'll grow up- and you will- and you're parents will pass, likely in the heat of battle. But what will make them proud is that you survive and prove yourself as Ch'Kall of the Yautja. Maybe someday you will pass your legacy and have offspring of your own"
Ch'Kalls eyes saddened "you think... my father will be proud of me? Even if he calls me worthless?"
Ax placed an hand on his shoulder "You'll show him someday that you're not the weakling he says you are, even if you have to beat that truth out of him yourself"
Several years had passed. Days and nights, Ch'Kall had trained to be the ultimate hunter. Ch'Kall is now a teenager by Yautja standards, no longer a child but not old enough to partake in mating season.
Male yautjas will occasionally practice homosexuality but due to Re'dum's reputation no one wanted anything to do with him. Also Ch'Kall was likely too young.
He had come back from his Chiva, successfully just as his mother expected. He returned to his home where his mother and siblings awaited.
"My son, I am so proud of you" she purred at him as she once did when he was a pup
"Mother, quit smothering me like a child" if Yautjas could roll their eyes, teenage Ch'Kall would be doing so. He looks down and sees a toddler Nubia clinging to her side "no offense, Nubia"
"Ch'Kall! Ch'Kall!" Two small voices came running in. Child Makto and Zo'Kurl, two sons of the same father. "You were SO amazing! Can you teach us to be mighty warriors?" They shouted
"Oh, young brothers... NO!" He playfully slapped them and began to run, fully knowing that the brothers would chase after him.
"BOYS!!" Claw roared at the three. They all froze into place
"But mama! He started it!" Yelled Makto
"I know that, im was going to say dont run out here where there's crowds and you can get hurt, go run out in the forest instead"
So the three boys ran out in the wide forest to run around and chase each other to their hearts content. Nubia tried to follow too.
"No, im sorry, my pup, im afraid they're too rough for you but someday you'll be big enough to join them"
Many Yautja mothers will be protective of their children, but it was Claw who truly loved her children like no other. Motherhood was like a passion to her. Most mothers wouldn't have put in the effort Claw did for Ch'Kall.
But happiness doesn't last forever.
Long after the celebration died down. Spear caught something in the distance
"Mother, He's here! And there's others with him"
Out stepped Re'dum with a small entourage. Some including his other sons
"You're late!" Shouted Claw "the celebration has long ended already"
"No, it has only begun-"
Rustling from the trees. The two young boys, Makto and Zo'Kurl came running out, laughing and gasping for air. From behind, Ch'Kall ambushed them, playfully trapping them in his arms "Found you!" They laughed endlessly. Until Ch'Kall looked up and saw Re'dum, staring at his mask that was endlessly judging him for every move he made.
"Father" he dropped the boys and saluted. "Welcome, we're... glad you made it"
The mask hid Re'dum's expressions of disgust at people having fun.
"Likewise" said Gol'lock, Ch'Kall's half brother from Re'dum. "Im amazed that a pathetic runt like you actually managed to pass his chiva. I've killed hard meat for mine before you could even hold a toy sword and I never got a party"
Spear whispered "then blame Re'dum's unrewarding ass"
"What was that? Female-"
Spear did not repeat herself, she only towered herself over him. Gol'lock stepped down. He turns back to Ch'Kall only to push him "you don't deserve a feast"
"You don't push me!" Ch'Kall shoved him back. Gol'lock and Ch'Kall began to push each other with aggression. Being older, Gol'lock should've had an advantage, but Ch'Kall matched him in strength and height.
Sensing tension, Re'dum's other sons charged to tackle Ch'Kall, pushing him down in an uneven match. Tayum, Bra'Hoi and Spear went in to help him.
All the siblings were fighting and spilling blood, but soon the aggressive punches and kicks turned into biting and clawing. Claw grew impatient and annoyed at their infighting.
"Boys, take your sister inside" Claw sighed. She deeply inhaled "ENOUGH!!" The entire crowd froze. "Re'dum, the only reason I invited you was because I was delusional enough to believe you could be civil for one night. But clearly I was wrong. Now LEAVE"
"I did not come here to celebrate his victory, I came to celebrate his end" his sons held Ch'Kall down as Re'dum made his way to him, pulling out his wrist blades. Instinctively, Claw charged towards him. The other siblings followed each fighting his sons.
After many long hours of aggressive brawling, it was over. Re'dum's sons helped him up.
"LEAVE!" Claw yelled
He turns to Ch'Kall "the day I brought you back as a child" he growled "I should've killed you instead" he mounted his hover bike and rode off after threatening to finish off what he started.
The family took several long breaths trying to come down from their aggressive high.
"Mother, what did you ever see in him? Why would you ever... with him?"
Claw only sighed "
"It was mating season and we drank a type of nectar together, a type of nectar that changes you. We did not like each other, not even in that night we shared" Ch'Kall cringed when he heard that "what I'm saying is you weren't exactly planned. Your father is the worst. But I do not hold that against you. Many mothers would have abandoned or even killed their own pups, but not me. The moment I held you I knew I wanted to love and protect you" she caressed his face "You'll always be my son"
For the next few days, Claw and her children pitched in to help Ch'Kall pack. Which planet is she sending him to? An unclaimed planet that not even the Yautja often dare to venture in. But Claw has been on that planet. It will be safe enough for him to handle while also being dangerous enough to keep him on his feet daily.
Food, weapons, supplies. They assure him it won't be long. But once Claw takes care of Re'dum, they can all come back for him and he can return home. Is it cowardly by Yautja ways and traditions? Maybe, but Claw would rather break tradition than ever let anything happen to her children.
"The would have to kill me before they ever get to my family" she'd say.
The two embraced each other.
"It will only be a few years, then we'll get him back, right?" Tayum asked
"Yes, I have a plan" said Claw
The younger siblings clung onto Ch'Kall, as if they could physically stop him from leaving.
"No! Don't go!"
"You still have to teach us to be the best hunters! You promised!"
Ch'Kall went down to hold his little brothers. "And I will keep that promise, Makto and Zo'Kurl, but until then I have to go into hiding. I'll be back, and when I do we can run we can play we can hunt to our hearts content"
The boys sniffled "swear to us!"
Claw stepped in "boys, no, thats not how that wor-"
Ch'Kall unsheathed his wrist blades and slid his hand across them. "I swear, someday I shall return" he spoke broadly "and when I do, things will be as they were. I bet you won't even notice im gone. We will always remain brothers"
He went knelt down to young Nubia "and dont you forget me, alright? I know we didn't spend enough time together, but still, take care of mother for me"
Then came in his older siblings. Spear and Bra'Hoi held him close. Bra'Hoi shuddered "I remember when he was still a pup, I could carry him so easily"
"We still can" Spear laughed through her tears "if we carry him together"
"Sisters," Tayum choked, holding back his own sadness "he's not going to die, so quit crying as if he is"
"Oh shut up, Tayum" Bra'Hoi playfully punched him "you'll be the saddest of all of us" Tayum said nothing, silence proving her right.
"Be brave, brother, until we meet again"
The two grabbed each other's arms in a tight grip
"The ship is ready to leave any time now..." said Claw, she noticed Ch'Kall was still staring out the door. "Hes not coming"
"I know, Ax is off on an off-world mission"
"He raised you like a father"
"Sometimes I wish he was my father"
"You know your grandfather would never allow it, Ax being a hybrid"
"Whats so wrong with hybrids?" Ch'Kall asks
"Well, would you mate with an ooman?"
"I'd be grateful if I even got to mate at all" he grumbled
"When Re'dum is gone, your honor will be restored" she heard Ch'Kall huff. She knows deep down thats not what he's really upset about. "It won't be long.... maybe 5-10 solar cycles maximum... we won't forget you..." she hugged him close once again "is there anything you'd like me to tell Ax when he returns?"
"Sei-I, tell him I said thank you for all the years he put up with me. Training me to be the yautja I am today."
They stayed in that hug for a long while, they know it will have to end eventually but when it does, it's time to go
"Mother," said Spear "... its time"
Claw turns to Ch'Kall one last time "Until we meet again, my son"
Outside they stand, a mother watching her son being blasted off into the stars onto a new world. A world full of many dangers, yet its the safest place he'll be so long as his father is still alive.
She gave him instructions that once he landed, to destroy the engines and other vitals to the ship so he won't be tracked. Once Re'dum is dead, she will return for him and they can all be together again.
Only they would never be together again.
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