I came across the yautja raised by humans trope and I can’t stop thinking about it? Like yautja reader being raised on a ranch and now (~60 years later) takes care of the animals around their land before coming across another adult yautja on the hunt. Just bump into each other in the middle of the night and stare at each other in silence. You, wearing chaps and a wild rag, while he’s fully decked out in armor and weapons. VERY different first thoughts on each other.
You, stressing out because he killed the mountain lions in the area which means the ecosystem is now FUCKED™:
The hunter, livestreaming this to the ship for the homies bc he’s never seen a cowboy yautja before:



















