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and I also regret to inform you that all the non-human races in Skyrim count as 'monsters' for the purposes of this blog
and I also regret to inform you that I'm in my WLW era
FURTHERMORE I REGRET TO INFORM YOU that I've created new werewolf OCs, based on a c.ai bot I love (and I've created a c.ai bot of my own with my girls) who are a group of lesbian werewolves who own a bar in West Virginia (... most of them are either single or poly-friendly so they're literally all open for reader insert love tbh)
and you should ABSOLUTELY send me asks to request I write about them bc I'm trying to unstick my creativity block and want to write more
Iām officially simping for Khonshu from Moon Knight
Iām preparing to write him so maybe hit me with some romantic headcanons or reaction requests for our skeletal vulture bastard so I can practice!! <3
Roughly can we expect the next chapter of āThreesā? Iām really really enjoying it so far and i canāt wait for more :āD
No rush or anything please take your time!! Take care of yourself first!! <3
hey, thank you for your interest, and I'm glad you're enjoying it!! :D
roughly... I'm not too sure! you know that one meme? "shouldn't take long. between 5 minutes and, um... 11 months" that's how my writing process goes ššš
I do have a pretty good chunk of the next chapter written, but when I finish it all depends on when my brain falls down the hole into the Gravity Falls mood again... and I never know when my moods are gonna hit me, haha
I've started posting chapter announcements for all my AO3 fics on my art blog, @crystallinearts, so your best bet is to keep an eye out over there for updates whenever a new chapter of anything is posted.
a Predator boy who, for whatever reason, is unable to make a lot of the clicking sounds that accompany Yautja language
something wrong with the internals of how his mouth/throat are laid out, etc., something that just makes it difficult for him to speak in Yautja or, like, with the accompanying sounds that (maybe?? Iām guessing) help them convey tone
and by extension this means he either gets very good at speaking English (and teaches English to the people heās around most so they can understand him)
or gets very good at nonverbal communication
probably been dealing with it since birth and got bullied for it when he was young, and obviously thatās no bueno so he found a way not to get bullied by just not even trying to make the clicks because that never worked properly, so why try if heās just going to embarrass himself?
Iād imagine it made him into a grumpy lil adult but like, once heās faced with a human who understands him and doesnāt care that he canāt make those clicks, heās just very caught off guard (and grumbly because am big strong warrior donāt need soft feels heart stop wanting soft feels!!!) but comes around to the attention, itās nice to not feel the need to try so hard sometimes
(of course, he can still purr, so... <3)
YEAH ITāS THAT TIME AGAIN, TIME FOR ME TO MAKE A NEW YAUTJA BOY
suggested by @elizabethmoon82, I took your suggestions and spun them up a little bit!!
focus on Iyith and his future human female S/O, but thereās also some focus on a few other Yautja in here! one of my scientist boys, Ma-thaāyta, and an Elite female named Peyaad, and Iāve kiiinda gotten attached to this Young Blood boy Aāsu-ne XD
thereās some (fairly brief, no more than a couple paragraphsā worth) references to PTSD flashbacks, tread lightly if thatās an uncomfy subject for you!
it took me a hot minute, Iāve been struggling with motivation recently, but Iām happy with how this came out! Iād love to write more between these two, maybe as Iyith/reader or just the same as I did this one
I need to explore my boy mucho more! but for now, hope you guys enjoy this one~ <3
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As a consequence of being alive for a very long time, Iyith has taken many Young Bloods through their chivas, watching equally as many stumble during their second or third as come out victorious on their first try.
Thereās pride in it either way, regardless of how it ends, as long as the young ones have given it all they have; sometimes, all they have isnāt enough, and that has to still be enough. They still conducted themselves with honor. They still put their entire selves into it. It just means they must keep with their training a bit longer, and someday, their all will be enough. After all, there will always be another day.
After overseeing so many of these, heās got it down to a science now. The current chiva has been staged for a hardworking Young Blood named Aāsu-ne. Itās his first try, the battle between only him and a single kainde amedha, but heās shown promise. If he can slay the creature, he moves to the next stage of his Hunting career.
By now itās predictable almost to the point of being dull. Aāsu-ne has chosen Earth as his Hunting ground, the journey there is short, and itās only four of them on the ship. Iyith himself as the Elder whose presence is required, of course. Aāsu-ne, as he runs through the final preparations. Peyaad, the Elite who oversaw the majority of Aāsu-neās training, leading him through the before-Hunt rituals with her usual no-nonsense demeanor. And Ma-thaāyta, one of the scientists who works within the breeding program for kainde amedha, here to keep the beast caged and under control until the chiva begins.
None of them talk much aside from Peyaad and Aāsu-ne exchanging ritual words, and Ma-thaāytaās low chittering as he tries to soothe a creature which already knows itās being primed to be Hunted. Iyith certainly doesnāt speak, simply because his words would mean very little to Aāsu-ne. Peyaadās mean more, and he knows that.
Before long, theyāve landed on Earth, and Aāsu-neās chiva has commenced.
Ma-thaāyta releases the kainde amedha first, setting its cage before remotely opening it from the ship. Less chance of being attacked that way, which means less chance of Ma-thaāyta having to fight himself and Peyaad having to reschedule for Aāsu-ne. After thatās done, and their cameras are set up (as well as one tuned to the frequency of the young oneās bio-helmet recorder), Aāsu-ne is dropped down into what will become the arena of his last exam.
Often the most difficult part for Iyith is this. The watching, the being still, while a Young Blood stares down the most dangerous thing theyāve faced so far. His thoughts wander despite his eyes being laser-focused on the video feeds.
He wasnāt much older than most of the Young Bloods he witnesses fighting against kainde amedha, maybe a hundred years older than them and twice as confident, when he barely escaped death. Sometimes a certain movement from one of the Young Bloods when theyāre injured, or a roar from one of the kainde amedha, or even nothing at all, will bring him back to the fight of his life.
He tries not to lose himself in those memories. Itās been so long, heās so much older now, that he no longer sees the frozen corpses of his brothers when he closes his eyes, and his all-over burns from almost drowning in acid blood have healed into scars as best they can. Allowing himself to be dragged back to that day and paying attention to nothing else is a disservice to the Young Bloods heās supposed to be evaluating.
āAāsu-ne is overthinking his strategies,ā Peyaad speaks up. Arms crossed over her chest, she clicks her tusks slowly. āBeen lucky so far. If he doesnāt start moving faster, weāll have to end this. Maybe he would do well to fail onceā¦ the more one-on-one experience he gets, the more prepared heāll be.ā
Iyith offers a hum of contemplation. Though heās not in regular company with Peyaad, sheās always been one of the stricter trainers, that he can recall. Young Bloods moan to each other when theyāre assigned to her groups. āHeās doing fair, all things considered,ā is his initial response. āYou wouldnāt believe how many Iāve seen make unnecessary mistakes more fitting of a pup than a Young Blood. Even with his lack of speed, I appreciate one who fights equally with his mind as with his body.ā
Peyaad still looks skeptical, though she merely clicks her mandibles again. āHeās a cocky Young Blood just like the rest, but I defer to your wisdom. We shall just have to see.ā
Iyith grunts softly, a thought darting through his mind that Elites can sometimes act just like the young ones they train. His attention is quickly drawn back to the screens, however, when he hears an aggravated shout of, āPauk!!ā echoing through Aāsu-neās bio-helmet.
In an instant he can pinpoint the problem ā a human woman whoās on top of the Young Blood. From Aāsu-neās anger, the humanās expression, and the position the two of them are in, he can infer what happened. (Though heāll review the recordings later for absolute certainty.) Likely, the human stumbled across the chiva, inadvertently, and thinking that Aāsu-ne was about to be fatally attacked, she tackled him out of the kainde amedhaās line of fire. She probably doesnāt realize this is a ritual trial, thinking sheās helping someone whoās in danger.
That in itself is curious enoughā¦ that she would put her own life at possible risk to try and defend a stranger. Add into the mix that Aāsu-ne is also a very alien being, and that heās doing battle with a very alien being, and the human femaleās choice becomes even odder.
āA human?ā Peyaadās mandibles tighten against her mouth in clear disgust. āāPaukā is right, I should go down there and cleave her in two!ā
Iyith raises a hand toward her. āNo, you should not.ā His voice is markedly firm, and the look he shoots her way is equal in intensity. āDo you notice that she lacks a weapon? Attacking her would be pointless and dishonorable.ā
Peyaad sputters for a few heartbeats. Itās a miracle she doesnāt flare her mandibles at him, with how angry she looks. āWha ā but it ā this is ā she interfered with my pupilās Hunt!!ā
āHumans donāt Hunt,ā he retorts, hitting several buttons to open the shipās outer doors. āShe has no idea thatās what is going on. All she knows is that she saw someone who appeared to be in danger, and attempted to help. We should be grateful for such mercy from someone who could just as easily have fled in terror.ā
āYouā¦ you donāt intend to go down there and speak to her, do you?!ā
For the second time, he fixes her with a hard gaze before fastening his own bio-helmet on. āI outrank you, Peyaad. You dishonor my position and experience by passing judgment on my actions. Youāre lucky I take context into account and donāt deny Young Bloods passage for a simple misunderstandingā¦ or for the comments of their instructors.ā
He can only imagine how much she wants to explode at him, as he walks off toward the doors. Thankfully, she knows that talking back to an Elder once their mind is made up would make one a glutton for punishment at best. (Not that heās particularly violent or petty, but like all Elders, he doesnāt take kindly to being disrespected.)
Exiting the ship, he can hear Aāsu-ne arguing, in broken English and a little Yautja, with the human woman, as well as the growling of the kainde amedha theyāre both still trying to avoid being hit by. He thinks Aāsu-ne tried to push her off, and she jumped right back to get him out of the way of another lunge from the kainde amedha.
āI was just trying to help you! That thingās trying to take a bite out of you!ā
āDonāt need help! My Hunt! My kill! Soft meat stay out!ā
āWhā¦ hey, shit, look out!ā
āPauk!!! GET OFF!ā
With one well-aimed, controlled shot from Iyithās plasmacaster, the kainde amedha which was about to pounce on Aāsu-ne and the human is dispatched. He sees Aāsu-neās head snap up in shock, though the human does the same thing.
Godsā¦ those eyes. Because sheās not wearing a helmet of any kind, it affords him a clear, unobstructed view of her face. Her eyes almost look right through him and strike him down, so wide and bright and staring right at him.
āHā¦ hey! Hey, itās okay! That thingās dead, weāre fine now!ā Most likely realizing that the threat has been dealt with, she hops up off of Aāsu-ne and reaches a hand toward him. Probably an effort to help him upā¦ and itās rebuffed, the Young Blood smacking her hand away as he gets to his feet.
He lets out a grunt as he turns toward the now-dead kainde amedha, then gives the human woman a low growl. āRuined!ā he hisses in English, before switching to Yautja to speak with his superior. āThis interloper distracted me and dishonored my Hunt by meddling in it! Why did you take my kill instead of shooing her away?!ā
āDonāt question me, pup.ā Iyith ensures his voice is just as stern with Aāsu-ne as it was with Peyaad. The young ones have even less business to be talking back to him than Elites. āYour chiva today was brought to a stop as soon as she stepped in. There wouldnāt have been any salvaging it, so the creature had to be killed quickly lest things get out of hand.ā
Aāsu-ne huffs. āSo, this means I fail!ā
Iyith grabs Aāsu-ne by the shoulder, physically pulling him in the direction of the ship. āWhat it means is we try again tomorrow. We consider this neither a success nor a failure. Circumstances beyond your control led to a forfeit, so tomorrowās chiva will be counted as your first.ā
The Young Blood clicks his tusks in irritation, turning back to face Iyith. āBut, sirā!ā
āUnless you prefer this to count as a failure? Peyaad would consider that a fair ruling, Iām sure.ā Iyith tilts his head and arches his back, daring the young one to challenge him further.
He wonāt, if heās smart. Anyone standing up to an Elder better have a damn good reason, particularly a Young Blood, and having to reschedule a chiva because of local inhabitants isnāt a damn good reason. Itās barely a reason.
Aāsu-ne growls lowly, and he slumps down in sort-of agreement. Though heās obviously not happy, heās also apparently not dumb or brave enough to continue arguing. āWeāll try again tomorrow, same time, same area?ā
āYes. Now, return to the ship, and inform Peyaad and Ma-thaāyta that Iāll be back in a few moments. I have to speak to the human and collect the body of the kainde amedha.ā
āā¦ Very well.ā The young one turns to head back to the ship, but not before flaring his mandibles and offering another hiss to the human.
As soon as heās gone, Iyithās attention is drawn back to the human. Sheās been watching the two of them talk with clear wonder, instead of fleeing the first chance she got while they were distracted. Her clothes and skin and even hair are stained with dirt and grass from her rolling around trying to protect Aāsu-ne. Though sheās missing wounds and a weapon, she almost looks as if sheās been through a chiva herself.
He canāt stop himself from thinking thatā¦ sheās intriguing. The curious glimmer in her eyes is attractive, and the accompanying reminder that she just tried to defend a complete stranger piques his interest. With few exceptions, no Yautja would get in the way of anotherās Hunt, even (and perhaps especially) if it looked like they were struggling. Outside a Hunt is a different matter, in that almost every one of them would assist if they were able.
This human, though. Would she have been able to fight a kainde amedha? Even if she worked with Aāsu-ne as she seemed to be assuming would happen? Did she have any kind of plan? It wouldnāt appear she did. And yet, she jumped right in to help him because she thought he was going to be hurt.
He doesnāt think most humans would risk their own life for that of someone they didnāt know.
Sheāsā¦ still staring at him, too. No moves have been made to go anywhere; in fact, once she processes that Aāsu-ne has left, she actually takes a step forward. āI, umā¦ Iā¦ interrupted something, didnāt I? I-I meanā¦ I couldnāt understand what you were saying, butā¦ he, uh, seemed upset.ā
Iyith lifts a hand to flip the translator on his bio-helmet, so his words come out in English. (Although he can speak it fairly fluently, or at least better than any of his current companions, he needs to lower the chances of being misunderstood in any way he can right now.) āHe will be fine.ā
He trudges toward the kainde amedhaās body, and puts a wristblade through its head to ensure itās truly been killed. He didnāt doubt his own capabilitiesā¦ however, past experience has taught him to be careful. āSlaughtering this creature was his final test to become a full warrior. He is acting like a child because we must now try again tomorrow.ā
āOhā¦ oh! Oh, my God, Iām so sorry. He was supposed to kill that thing?ā She frowns as she watches him, though her stance suggests sheās more embarrassed by the fact that she interfered. āSoā¦ me bursting in here to help himā¦ was kind of like cheating. Shit, I didnāt mean to do thatā¦ I justā¦ I thoughtā¦ā
āHe was in a fight for his life? Do not worry. The boyās teacher and I were watching, and I assumed that was where your thoughts were.ā The body is hefted up onto his shoulder, then he turns to face her again. Looking at her through the bio-helmet filters isnāt a completely accurate picture, but itās enough. He can see those eyes of hers, andā¦ heat rising in her face? Shame, he thinks.
His heart goes out to her, feeling humiliated over a simple misunderstanding. She didnāt mean to meddle in someoneās last rite of passage. āPlease do not be upset,ā he assures her as he straightens up. āOne more lesson in patience will not kill the pup.ā
āOh, Iām notā¦ I mean, well, I justā¦ā Hm. Maybe sheās not really feeling shameā¦ flustered, perhaps? Just feeling awkward about the whole situation? He doesnāt really blame her. Anyone would feel a bit out of place after learning theyād interfered in someone elseās ritual. āAaaaah, Iām just, sorry, you know? I really was just trying to help him.ā
Iyith nods, turning to head back to the ship. āAll is forgiven. And despite your efforts resulting in this trial being null and void, I appreciate the fact that you were willing to defend someone you thought was in danger. It was a very honorable thing to do.ā
Most other Yautja arenāt so wordy even when showing respect or gratitude for a human, heās fairly sure. Heās not often verbose himselfā¦ thereās just something about this woman that draws him in. It makes him just want to talk to her.
When he looks at her, her face is flushed with heat again. Sheās looking at him with those eyes, tilting her head, hands clasped and fidgeting in front of her chest. The image of her through his bio-helmet merges with how he imagines the details of her appearance to look. Sheās beautiful, much different than a female Yautja, and just soā¦ exotic.
āSo, um!ā When he moves to head back to the ship, she hurries to keep pace with him. She nearly trips over some rocks or patches of grass in the process, but that doesnāt stop her. āYouā¦ said youāll be back tomorrow? I wonāt barge in on his test again or anything, buuutā¦ā
Itās Iyithās turn to tilt his head. Does she want to watch the chiva? Allowing her to see the entire thing on purpose isnāt something he can reasonably agree to. Itās a breach of their honor code. A small oneā¦ still, he wouldnāt be a Yautja Elder if he didnāt have honor even for the smallest things.
She stumbles again, though the smile sheās adopted doesnāt waver. āI, uh, I meanā¦ God, Iām so bad at introductions. My name is (Name). Whatās yours?ā
He can feel his tusks clicking in amusement and curiosity. Sheās something else, thatās for certain. āYou may call me Iyith. I apologize, but this trial is a ritual for our young ones. This was an accident, so I cannot fault youā¦ however, you cannot be allowed to simply witness it.ā
āOhā¦ oh, no, no! I donāt want toā¦ I mean, sure, itās interesting, but I donāt wannaā¦ you know, I donāt wanna get in your guysā business or anything.ā She pauses near the ship doors now that theyāre both close enough. As soon as she looks up, even though her eyes widen in shock, she steps back as if to give space to him and the ship. āIāmā¦ just kind of interested in you, more than anything.ā
ā¦ Ah. Interested inā¦ him. Personally. Not the ritual, not his speciesā secrets or technology, him as an individual. Or, at least that seems to be what sheās saying.
Plenty of people have been interested in him. Typically for nothing more than breeding or his Hunting stories. The attention is nice, up to a point. Heās never let anyone very close.
But this human, this (Name), sheās so genuine and blunt about the fact that sheās fascinated by him. How far does that fascination go? Would she be satisfied with a night of sex and to hear about his Hunts? Would she dig for something deeper than that? ā¦ Romance? Is that what she means?
He doesnāt know. Itās been so long since he let anyone in with those intentions, heā¦ actually may never have let someone in that way.
Heās so old and has been through so much by this point, he doesnāt know if he could let anyone in that way. He doesnāt know if he could do so much as try.
This woman, thoughā¦ he canāt deny that her bravery and kindness have him as interested in her as she is in him.
What if? something in the back of his mind whispers.
āWe will conduct his do-over at the same time and in the same area,ā he murmurs, stepping up into the ship. āIf you are here oneā¦ hour, is the way you humans measure time?ā
āOhā¦ oh, yeah, hour! Thatās sixty minutes, and minutes are sixty secondsā¦ and a second is, like, you know, boop, just the time it takes you to sayā¦ āoneā! Haha, um, yeah.ā
Oh, she is definitely not like anyone heās ever met before. āA second is that longā¦ so, it is like a heartbeat. One second, one heartbeat. One minute is sixty heartbeats, and one hour is sixty minutes.ā
āYep, thatās it. Soā¦ I should be here, um, an hour after the time it is now?ā
āRoughly.ā Briefly he considers if this might be a bad idea. Even if it is, he can handle it. āYou cannot see the Hunt from start to finish, but if you happen to see the end of it, thatā¦ is a grey area. I ask you to avoid coming too close if it seems to still be in progress. If he passes earlier than thatā¦ I will return here to meet you.ā
Her face lights up. Not in the same heat from before, but the way her eyes sparkle so much he can see it even with his current settings, the way her shoulders shoot up to her ears, the way her whole body seems to be unable to contain her excitement.
āThat sounds great! Oh, wowā¦ well.ā She takes a breath, apparently to try and calm herself down. Presumably the last thing she wants is to overwhelm him with her feelings. āI, um, I guess you probably have to go now, butā¦ but Iām really looking forward to seeing you again. Um. Iyith, am I saying that right?ā
He lets his tusks click again, among a hum of thought. āVery close. Goodbye, then.ā
She raises a hand, and although he might take that as something violent if he were any more aggressive a person, he recognizes it as a human gesture. Something to greet with and part with. Aā¦ wave?? āSee you later! Uh, have a good day!ā
As he trudges back onto the ship, he canāt help himself from thinking about what tomorrow might bring.
@gokyacetakal said: Not a Yautja boy, but I will give you hugs. Dude Iām so sorry for the trauma You went theough!
thank you for the hugs and all!!
that incident must have been like ten years ago, if not a little longer, though I canāt blame it entirely on that; I can remember hating wind and sudden loud noises since I was a kid
but thank you v much! thereās not nearly as much wind tonight so Iām doing much better at the moment <3
FINALLY watched AVP Requiem in full with Mom yesterday!
and, well, I mean... definitely not my favorite HOLY HELL they filmed it so freaking dark it was hard to fucking SEE ANYTHING
but I gotta admit, Wolf was DEFINITELY the best part of the movie
as if there was any doubt!
Predator movie actually focusing on Yautja and their culture instead of human drama bullshit... when???
(I mean, me being a Yautja/human enthusiast, thereās obv a time for that stuff, but if Iām watching a Predator movie, I want the main focus TO BE ON THE PREDATORS!! h e c k)
I still suck at drawing Yautja faces, so in lieu of full designs, have torso designs of my Yautja twins to show off their markings!
Cache is the younger one on the left and heās albino, Noche is the older one on the right and heās not albino
theyāre both basically just Yautja frat boys who donāt have a care in the world, New Bloods who run on 10000% confidence (or so theyād have you believe)
by virtue of being a few minutes older Noche is more intense and intimidating, simply because he doesnāt speak much and has a one-track mind (heās insecure about his English as well as his speaking voice in general, and heās VERY focused as soon as he locks in on something) but heās actually a pretty gentle person, considerate more than anything given that he takes the approach of observing things and people quite a bit
and Cache being slightly younger is often more laidback than his brother, infinitely curious toward literally everything he doesnāt already have knowledge of, he talks a LOT whether in English or in Yautja, even if someone is trying to shut him up it probably wonāt happen (he doesnāt really like the silence, it tends to make him nervous and on edge), but heās also got a pretty sunny, optimistic disposition, if heās laughing you will be too soon enough
Cacheās dreads are longer, but Nocheās are thicker
theyāre technically fraternal since one of them is albino and one isnāt, but other than that, their body types are actually fairly identical
Noche gets cold easier though, which is why he also wears thermal netting on his legs in addition to around his middle, and you might notice his torso thermal netting comes all the way down where Cacheās cuts off to leave a few inches of exposed skin
theyāre also on the more lithe side for Yautja? like obviously theyāre still muscular and strong as fuck but theyāre just a lil leaner than some of their peers
anyway they love each other because FUCK YEAH BROS and theyāre always up for a tag-team of any kind!!!
which one of them would you go for?? ... or both??? <3
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