Brotherly bonding ✨✨✨ (Dek gets yeeted every 5 minutes)
Look I love angst as much as the next guy but I’ll appoint myself as the (mostly) wholesome artist for these two 😤 I know Kwei was the best big bro to Dek
Writing Tip: Don’t Be Afraid of Mixing Dialogue and Action
So I’ve been reading a lot of amateur writing lately, and I’ve noticed what seems to be a common problem: dialogue.
Tell me if this looks familiar. You start writing a conversation, only to look down and realize it reads like:
“I’m talking now,” he said.
“Yes, I noticed,” she said.
“I have nothing much to add to this conversation,” the third person said.
And it grates on your ears. So much ‘said.’ It looks awful! It sounds repetitive. So, naturally, you try to shake it up a bit:
“Is this any better?” He inquired.
“I’m not sure,” she mused.
“I definitely think so!” that other guy roared.
This is not an improvement. This is worse.
Now your dialogue is just as disjointed as it was before, but you have the added problem of a bunch of distracting dialogue verbs that can have an unintentionally comedic effect.
So here’s how you avoid it: You mix up the dialogue with description.
“Isn’t this better?” he asked, leaning forward in his seat. “Don’t you feel like we’re more grounded in reality?”
She nodded, looking down at her freshly manicured nails. “I don’t feel like a talking head anymore.”
“Right!” that annoying third guy added. “And now you can get some characterization crammed into the dialogue!”
The rules of dialogue punctuation are as follows:
Each speaker gets his/her own paragraph - when the speaker changes, you start a new paragraph.
Within the speaker’s own paragraph, you can include action, interior thoughts, description, etc.
You can interrupt dialogue in the middle to put in a “said” tag, and then write more dialogue from that same speaker.
You can put the “said” tag at the beginning or end of the sentence.
Once you’ve established which characters are talking, you don’t need a “said” tag every time they speak.
ETA: use a comma instead of a period at the end of a sentence of dialogue, and keep the ‘said’ tag in lower caps. If you end on a ? or !, the ‘said’ tag is still in lower case. (thanks, commenters who pointed this out!)
Some more examples:
“If you’re writing an incomplete thought,” he said, “you put a comma, then the quote mark, then the dialogue tag.”
“If the sentence ends, you put in a period.” She pointed at the previous sentence. “See? Complete sentences.”
“You can also replace the dialogue tag with action.” Extra guy yawned. “When you do, you use a period instead of a comma.”
So what do you do with this newfound power? I’m glad you asked.
You can provide description of the character and their surroundings in order to orient them in time and space while talking.
You can reveal characterization through body language and other nonverbal cues that will add more dimension to your dialogue.
You can add interior thoughts for your POV character between lines of dialogue - especially helpful when they’re not saying quite what they mean.
You can control pacing. Lines of dialogue interrupted by descriptions convey a slower-paced conversation. Lines delivered with just a “said” tag, or with no dialogue tag at all, convey a more rapid-fire conversation.
For example:
“We’ve been talking about dialogue for a while,” he said, shifting in his seat as though uncomfortable with sitting still.
“We sure have,” she agreed. She rose from her chair, stretching. “Shall we go, then?”
“I think we should.”
“Great. Let’s get out of here.”
By controlling the pacing, you can establish mood and help guide your reader along to understanding what it is that you’re doing.
I hope this helps you write better dialogue! If you have questions, don’t hesitate to drop me an ask :)
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Can I request a yautjas reaction to afab reader squirting during sex?
Ahhhh, I finally got time to sit down and do this! This was a fun one to sit and brainstorm on. I hope you like it! 😭🥺😁
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Your hips moved in time to the gentle, but slow, stroking of your mate’s thick fingers pumping in and out of your slick inner walls. He was two fingers thick inside you, slowly bringing you to pure ecstasy. The feeling of his rough scaled skin against your soft inner walls was better than the most expensive textured dildo.
The Yautja was an expert at being careful with his sharp claws, the tips never grazing you.
You had rested your legs on his broad shoulders, hooking your ankles around the back of his neck to give you more leverage. You tried to make him go faster and deeper but a snarl stopped you in your tracks.
His yellow eyes burned like embers when he briefly met your own eyes before focusing back between your legs. Both of his fingers quickened their pace, his mandibles opening for him to scent your arousal some more. Whatever he smelled only made his pupils dilate more and a purr-growl rumble in his wide muscled chest.
Back and forth you threw your head as the heat inside you increased. Closer and closer you were reaching your climax.
You were just on the cusp of climaxing, releasing a whimper when your pelvic muscles clenched deliciously.
Having your mate finger you with his thick digits was the best feeling ever. You couldn’t wait to feel his cock inside of you. If his fingers were this big then his cock must’ve been huge. For sure you wouldn’t be able to walk for a while after he was done with you.
You mewled when you finally hit that peak, your body violently releasing.
To your horror, you squirted right in your mate’s face and all over his hand. Through heavy lidded eyes you watched as he blinked in surprise, pulling his fingers free to scent the fluid that came from you, his mandibles flexing open.
“I-I’m sorry. I haven’t done that in…well…ever…” You hid your face in shame, your cheeks heating up.
Your mate licked the liquid with his long black forked tongue tentatively. He cocked his head to the side and licked some more, purring softly with his eyes closed.
“What is this fluid you have sprayed me with? I did not know oomans did this…” he purred, clearly liking the smell of your cum on his skin.
“Uh…human females sometimes, very rarely squirt…release our cum this way. Your…face happened to be in the way.”
“How does it happen?” He moved on to sweeping his long tongue around his face to clean every last drop.
You had moved your hands away to watch him clean himself like a giant scaly cat. The sight of him enjoying the taste of you was a massive turn on.
“I don’t know…but it only happens when we’ve had a really good orgasm.” You explained, eyeing your mate with a small smile.
His yellow eyes were bright and luminous when he finally finished cleaning himself of your release, “Your next shall be even better so I can experience this…squirting…again. Tasting you pleases me, mate.” The hand that hadn’t been showered upon caressed your face gently, his large hand warm against your skin.
You leaned into his touch and smiled, “You better. That was amazing, babe. You never fail to please me.”
He smirked, one half of his mandibles pulling up slightly. He liked when you complimented his ability to please you so well.
“I will make you do that again and again, mate. This ooman thing intrigues me.”
⚠️ warning: Alien x Human intimacy (monsterf*cking), Size difference kink, Breeding kink & cum play, Rough sex/primal dynamics, Obsessive behaviors, stalking (soft yandere elements)
▾DNI divider by @cafekitsune
🦴 He watches. Long before he ever touches you, he hunts you with his eyes. The Yautja are voyeurs by instinct— you’re studied through cloaking tech, from treetops or rooftops, tracked as if you were dangerous prey. He memorizes your scent, movements, and even the sounds you make when you’re alone. It’s obsessive.
🦴 Touch is rare among his kind— but for you? He indulges. Thick, clawed hands dwarf your body. The first time he touches your bare skin, it’s like he’s reverent. He traces over your spine like it’s some sacred map, rumbling low in his chest as your skin shivers.
🦴 Yautja are massive— upwards of 7+ feet tall, heavily muscled, and intimidating in both presence and size. You feel like prey beneath him. in the best way.
🦴 Their cock is slightly alien, knot-like at the base with a ridged shaft meant to stimulate. It secretes a slick, cooling fluid with a faint metallic tang— helps stretch you and numb your pain. They’re not built to be gentle, but your Predator wants you to survive his love.
🦴 He purrs and clicks when aroused. His inner mandibles twitch, opening and fluttering as his chest rumbles— it’s like a sound bath, meant to soothe and dominate all at once. You feel it between your legs before you realize he’s even touched you.
🦴 He takes his time— at first. His culture views sex not just as pleasure but as conquest and bonding. Expect slow, grinding thrusts that eventually ramp into full, brutal fucking. The pace he sets feels overwhelming, like you’re being asserted.
🦴 You’re often pinned. Held down by one massive hand on your back or both of your wrists in one palm. His weight is terrifying but delicious— pressing you down into pelts or the jungle floor while he ravages you.
🦴 He growls into your neck, mandibles brushing against your skin, sometimes biting just hard enough to bruise. His orgasm is violent, body shuddering, teeth grit, and he doesn’t pull out. it’s not in his instinct to share his seed.
🦴 Breeding kink to the extreme. Even if you’re human and incompatible, he doesn’t care. He wants to fill you until you’re dripping with him, over and over, like some sacred fertility rite.
🦴 Scent play- he gets addicted to the smell of your arousal. Will stuff your underwear in his gear, wear your scent proudly like a badge of honor.
🦴 He loves resistance. Not because he wants to hurt you— but because that push-and-pull triggers his hunting instincts. If you bite, scratch, or try to escape mid-act, it drives him feral. He’ll growl, chase, pin, and fuck you harder to remind you who the apex is.
🦴 Your moans make him go quiet. The louder you are, the more stunned he gets. You are soft, human, fragile— and the sounds you make when he touches you? Sacred. He’s still learning how you work, what breaks you, what makes you beg.
🦴 Pheromones go wild during sex. You’ll feel it in the air: heavy, sweet, oppressive. It gets into your lungs, your skin, your brain— clouding your thoughts until all you can do is take what he gives you and whimper his name.
🦴 If it’s a mating ritual, expect multiple rounds. He’ll knot, stay buried inside you for hours, purring and grinding lazily while you twitch and squirm under him.
🦴 He hides you. Keeps you deep in his territory or spaceship where no one else can see you. You are his mate— not a showpiece.
🦴 takes you in dangerous places: his trophy room, the jungle, mid-hunt. The thrill of someone sensing it fuels him.
"A'thaen" Yautja Oc x Reader - Mate - nsfw - Part 2
Warnings: nsfw, size difference, exophilia, teratophilia, monster x human, alien sex, breeding, angst, sex in the snow
Synopsis: Your life with A'thaen he started, but you've already loved every second of it. But something seemed to be bothering the Yautja.
Word Count: 3,2k
Jezus… this GIF… damn…
I managed to translate this story after all. Thanks Handy!
Two months have passed since A'thaen made you his life partner and mated with you. You haven't regretted a second of your life that he just stormed into your life and fucked you. Literally. You no longer felt so lonely in your little house and the nights weren't so cold either.
Because he fucked you almost every night, either deep inside your bed mattress, on the sofa or anywhere else. He found a place everywhere where he could breed you. And he often destroyed your bed in the process, because it was simply not designed for the brute strength of a gigantic alien with a high breeding instinct.
Of course you had never worried about getting pregnant, because what are the chances of getting pregnant by an alien, a different species that has a different DNA and life line than you?So you let him do it because you enjoyed the way he treated you like you were his queen. He adored you more than anything.You moaned as he pushed his thick cock deeper into you and pressed your face into the mattress. Your skin was covered in a film of sweat and his shadow towered over you. He had totally changed since your first mating. He was reserved at first, but now you were his.
"A'thaen..." you gasped, your legs trembling. You had no strength left and were exhausted. The Yautja growled in apology and shortly after, he came inside you, deep rumbling.
He watched you attentively as you let your body sink into the bathtub and let out a pleasant sigh. You were tired and he felt it, a touch of his conscience made him restless. He sometimes forgot that you were a human and not a Yautja female. You were more sensitive and he had to try to respect that and be more careful with you, he didn't want to break you and hurt you.Gently he laid you in bed and pulled you against his chest. You were exhausted and your eyelids were heavy.
"Don't forget... that my sister is coming tomorrow," you said in a whisper and the Yautja listened up, his eyes looking down at you. You saw the question mark on his face.
"She won't be staying, she's just bringing her child over in the meantime because she has something important to do and she wants me to look after her daughter.
"A'thaen tensed as the thought of hiding came to mind, as no one was to know he was here. The child might betray him and that would only cause trouble, even if it was questionable to believe a child.
"She's half a year old, A'thaen. You don't have to hide," you breathed, straightening up. Gently, you pressed your forehead against his cheek and breathed in his scent. He calmed you down.He clicked, apparently not much in the mood to talk right now. His claws were still firmly on your curves and you felt him pull you closer.A'thaen had often had the thought of what if you were pregnant by him. Yautja children were different from human babies and the birth could mean your death if you were pregnant. That would be the next thing
Since you've been together, you've mated a lot... a whole lot. But you didn't get pregnant. But the Yautja had hope, a lot of hope. His gaze rested on your sleeping form and he felt warmth in his heart.This feeling became even stronger when you held your sister's child in your arms and it triggered all kinds of feelings in him. Excitement, sadness, hope and warmth. It was a chaos of emotions.
The little girl squawked and squeaked. You smiled and looked at Yautja, who was standing a few meters away from you, watching the scenario.
"Here, take her," you suggested and his mandibles twitched. His look was skeptical, but in reality he was afraid of hurting the baby. It was so tiny. But before he could react, you pressed the little creature into his arms and he was mesmerized as the girl's saucer eyes gazed at him watchfully.
The longer you looked at what was happening, the more it hurt you. You couldn't give him what he wanted so much and that was bitter in your stomach.A'thaen sensed the change and his eyes looked at you with concern and questioning.
Sometimes you forget that he was a deadly hunter and a good hunter. He had killed many people, he had told you shortly after your mating. But it didn't affect you, you still wanted him. It was just a part of him.
But you put on a smile, took the child and put her to bed. The little girl was tired and it was really late. Somewhat reluctantly, the Yautja gave up the baby, there was still something strange in his gaze.
During the night, you lay with your back turned to him and stared into space. At some point, you noticed how he slowly and quietly got up and left the room. After that, he never showed his face again.
On the second day, your sister picked up her daughter again, but there was no sign of A'thaen and you started to worry. Then you remembered that he still had his spaceship. You remembered where it was, but it had disappeared. The place was empty and his spaceship wasn't exactly small.You panicked. Had he just left you? Had you done something wrong to him? You became restless and at night you couldn't sleep a wink.
Tears gathered in your eyes as you looked out of the window. It was storming heavily, but you didn't see an oversized spaceship or an oversized alien man. You walked through the rain. You needed a walk to clear your head. You were a mixture of emotions and you found it hard to breathe. Had you really managed to scare off an alien?
Trembling, you leaned against a gigantic tree and exhaled deeply. Slowly you slid down and tears ran down your cheeks as you felt the exhaustion of the last few days. When you went back home, you went to bed. You couldn't sleep until you were simply too exhausted and your body gave way. You quickly drifted off into the darkness of sleep.
A few more weeks passed until one day you suddenly heard a loud noise outside. You jumped up from the sofa and looked towards the door. Your heart pounded with false hope and at the same time you were afraid that it was something completely different. You swallowed and got up.It was cold outside, winter was approaching and your hut was losing its warmth too. You carefully pushed the doorbell down and opened the door a crack. You immediately felt the cold and shivered. Wistfully, you grabbed your jacket and a flashlight.
Maybe it was a family of raccoons. They were probably looking for food before the harsh winter came. You crept out of the door and followed the sounds. The sky was cloudy and somehow you had a queasy feeling walking through the darkness to the back of the house. What if it was a bear? But what if it was A'thaen? What if he was injured.
Suddenly you saw something in the darkness. It was a shadow in the shadow of darkness. Gigantic. Your eyes widened and the next moment a bright light came on. You quickly closed your eyes and tried to get used to the bright light.
You put your hand in front of your eyes and slowly opened your eyelids. Slowly, the first snowflakes fell from the sky and you realized that it was a spaceship. A'thaen's.
Your mouth went dry and tears gathered in your eyes as you took heavy steps away, but couldn't see anyone.
"A'thaen...," your voice was a whisper and you suddenly felt someone gently take your hand and pull it down. A soft growl was heard, then the Yautja appeared in front of you and you were completely overwhelmed with the feelings you had. With your mouth open and your body trembling, you looked at him. More and more snowflakes fell gently on your skin and got caught in your hair.
You just stared at each other. Your hand still in his and it was as if time stood still for a moment. Your heart was beating so hard against your chest that it hurt. You felt sick and had an inner conflict. A'thaen sensed this and hesitated before making a wrong move. He knew he was long gone and he also knew that he had just left you standing there.
It wasn't his intention, it just came over him. He almost flinched when he suddenly felt your arms around his hips.
He then gently put his strong arms around your small, trembling figure. But the next moment you hit him on the chest. Over and over again. You sobbed as you did so. The Yautja simply stood still and took it. Maybe it didn't hurt him physically, but he could feel so clearly how he had hurt you.
"You left me alone..." you shivered and a clicking sound came from his mouth.
"I'm sorry", he whispers into Yautja and gently pushed you away from him so you could look into his eyes. His gaze was sincere and open. You licked your dry lips and gently he brushed your tears away with the pads of his thumbs. Oh if you only knew why he left. He hoped so much that you would like his gift.
"Was... On my... Planet," he started to explain and your brows drew together in confusion. What was he doing there? He reached for the bag he had strapped to his thigh and pulled out a glass jar filled with green liquid. Your eyes widened. Was that his blood? Your head was in chaos.
"I went to see one of our healers. I wanted to know more about pregnancy and the mating between humans and Yautja. You know I love you so much, more than anything else in this universe. I would kill anything and everything for you, just to protect you. But when I saw you with that child..., I told you I would love you too, even if we couldn't have children and I still do. But I saw the look in your eyes and I know you want children. I wanted to know if there wasn't a way and there is," his voice was excited and you didn't know him like that. He held the green liquid in front of your face. "This is our possibility. This is my blood and it would be possible for you to inject yourself with it. Your body would remain human, but there would be a few Yautja extras. Also that you react to my seed and become fertile for it." Then he hesitated when he saw your wide eyes and spoke in your language again: "Only... if you... want to." His heart pounded hard against his chest. He was nervous about your answer.
But no matter what you decided, he would continue to love you unconditionally and stay by your side. You were one. And no one would ever be able to change that.
You gently took the glass from his hands and looked at it. Is that why he had left? To surprise you that he had found a way to make your family bigger. All the pain that had accumulated over the weeks disappeared and was replaced by love and amazement.
"Let's try it," you breathed and A'thaen's eyes looked at you wide. It wasn't long before he had carried you, on his hands, back to your hut. You were excited when he gave you the first injection of his blood test and you were curious to see how long it would take for your body to respond.
Finally, your hut filled with warmth again. A'thaen enveloped you with his presence and adored you. You had missed it so much. This Yautja man was balm for your soul. He cuddled with you a lot, stroked you or even squeezed himself into the much too small bathtub with you. So that you could sleep on his chest while he caressed you. You were injected with his blood about twice a week, because you had to get used to it slowly.
It wasn't long before everything outside was white. Winter had officially begun and you were desperate to get out. Of course, your partner had to come with you. A'thaen looked at the snow a little skeptically, but when he saw your shining eyes, he almost gave in with a sigh. He watched you playing in the snow. You were building a snowman and he watched you curiously. He found it fascinating what you could do with this white, cold stuff.
Suddenly it landed right in his face and he clicked indignantly when he heard you laughing. You threw a snowball at him.
Quickly you ran away from him, but it wasn't long before the Yautja reached you and grabbed you. He pushed you against the nearest wide tree and his eyes literally glowed at you.
"Cheeky..., Hooman," his words made you tremble and you could feel something else in his voice. He'd barely touched you since he'd been back and you hadn't had sex. He only wanted to win your trust again after he had unfortunately broken it. But now you were both overcome with desire and passion.
You could hardly react when he tore your clothes off and the icy cold touched your skin. You gasped and sucked in the air sharply. Your nipples hardened and the only thing you were still wearing were your shoes. Thankfully.
A'thaen watched your body react to the cold and stroked your chest tenderly, causing you to inhale deeply. You didn't have time to think as he laid you down in the cold snow and an "Oh God!" escaped your lips. It was freezing cold and you could feel the snow stinging your skin and numbing it.
But at the same time, you could feel yourself getting wet again. A'thaen's tail throbbed under his protection as he saw you lying there helplessly on the ground. Your body and the snow made a magical contrast and it drove him wild to see you like this. The desire to breed you overcame him again and the idea that you were swollen with his child made him growl.
You whispered his name softly and the next moment he was stroking your clitoris, making you moan. He could smell you so intensely.
"Let's see if the injections have any effect," he growled into Yautja and his claws carefully went between your labia to see how wet you were. You were more than ready to take him deep and he clicked open delightedly. He didn't take his time and immediately thrust into you gently. As excited as he was, he still had to make sure you were well prepared despite his size.
You rolled your eyes and threw your head back on your neck as you felt the heavenly stretching you had missed for so long. A moan escaped your mouth and you tried to move your pelvis. You wanted more, he didn't have to prepare you. You wanted him so badly.
"A'thaen, damn it! Move..., please!" you begged him as you continued to move your hips. The Yautja looked at you with amusement and the next moment he was thrusting hard into you. You both moaned and you almost saw stars. It was so much at once. You clung to him, to the warmth he radiated and your gasps fogged his senses as he continued to thrust. He held you tightly in his arms, but still managed to stroke your clit, making you whimper.
It wasn't long before your body tensed and you felt your orgasm building. A'thaen's movements on your clit quickened and your fingers clawed fiercely into his skin, making him hiss. You tightened around him, milking him well as you both came. He pumped a huge load of his warm cum into your womb and you greedily took in every drop. You knew that he would start fucking you again every day. But rightly so, you had some catching up to do and you had a certain goal you wanted to achieve.
The warm water splashed down your body as you leaned against the wall of the shower, moaning and looking down at the Yautja beneath you with your eyelids lowered. Your legs rested on his shoulder with ease and his forked tongue licked your entrance. You held onto his dreadlock-like pigtails and gasped as he licked over your sensitive bud.
Your legs were trembling, the last orgasm was still in your bones and you could feel his cum flowing out of your sweet pussy. A'thaen insisted on licking you clean, of course also because he knew that he could give you pleasure again.His name came out of your mouth like a prayer and the Yautja growled in pleasure when he realized how good you felt in his clutches.
Suddenly you arched your back and pressed your pelvis harder against his face. He understood immediately and continued to lick greedily until you came moaning over his tongue.
He licked your labia and clitoris once more as he helped you up afterwards. You hung exhausted from his neck and your legs were weak. He gently carried you out of the shower and placed a towel over your naked body. You stroked his chest gratefully and leaned your head against him. Your eyes closed in exhaustion and slowly you actually fell asleep.
The Yautja looked at you curiously. As so often, he admired your beauty and gently stroked a wet hair out of your face before taking you to your bed. His eyes fell shut after a short time.When he woke up and turned to you, you weren't there. He immediately sat up and panic spread through him, but when the smell of bacon hit his nose, he calmed down. You've made breakfast.
"Good morning, A'thaen," you smiled gently when you saw him and immediately placed a large plate full of bacon, eggs and pancakes in front of him. Thanking him, he chirped at you and you joined him with your own plate. You ate in silence for a short while, but it was a pleasant silence.
Until you suddenly felt unwell. You felt nauseous and ran to the toilet as fast as you could and threw up. Trembling, you held on to the toilet when you suddenly felt a gentle touch on your shoulder.A'thaen looked at you worriedly. Were you ill? Had he been too rough with you and overworked your body? His mind was working and you smiled gently at him.
"I think I'm pregnant."
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