#Viking Predator

[seroopygoopy]

☆.「 Jotun x GN! Reader 」.☆

As I was doom scrolling through TikTok, I came across a video on seals. Specifically the silly little sounds they make. Then a headcannon bloomed. Yautja’s making the same barks, huffs, and growls as these furry tubs of lard 🥹.

Like imagine just hanging out with your yautja, y’all are just doing some everyday chores or training and all you hear is this 👇

Coming from this absolute unit 😭

Like what?!!? Does anyone else find their clicking cute or is it just me? They’re menacing under scary situations but outside of those circumstances their little trills and clicks are so unique and adorable to me.

Deadass I have a whole YouTube playlist I use to lock in just on yautja ASMR’s 😋!

Brief summary: You live with Jotun (Idk if thats his canon name) and in this scenario y’all share some fruit!

Notes: There’s literally zero dialogue and it’s all fluff!! Also please excuse my grammar. English wasn’t my first language, Spanish is 🙌🏻! Also if you have any questions then feel free to ask. If you have any constructive criticism or tips on how to improve my writing, please let me know! I’m always open to new suggestions.

It’s been exactly three years since you were snatched up from earth and dropped onto the unfamiliar terrain known as Yautja Prime. A desert landscape of vast, arid expanse where the heat is top of the chain. The land is filled with shades of ochre, rust and pale sand. Jagged rock formations sculpted by centuries of wind erosion. Sparse vegetation clings to survival by a thread. The alien biology resembled earth’s own flora but these had a more volatile twist to them. More spikey, bigger and had stronger defense mechanism. No wonder the yautja were so deadly, everything was out to kill them. They HAD to be deadly to survive such a hostile world. Everything was larger and more ferocious just like the natives here.

Honestly you were shocked you were even alive but here you were currently strolling through the village with Jotun. That wasn’t his actual name of course but it was the nickname you picked out for the rotund beast. It just fit him better.

Using both your hands you carried a large basket of fruit, your limbs struggling just slightly to support it’s weight. Arms covered in scratches from retrieving these juicy treats. Defiantly worth it! these were especially sweet this time of year when the sun was practically cooking you alive. Jotun helped you with most of it since the skin of his hands were naturally more thick and suitable for the hostile vegetation.

He walked slowly in front of you carrying two baskets, each woven vessel containing diffrent fruits. You haven’t tried either yet actually. The massive yautja before you walked with a hint of excitement and anticipation in his stride. He took great delight in watching you react to new things. Like a curious puppy he’d sit beside you and just watch. Eager mandible clicks and funny seal-like sounds coming from his chest filled the air after you responded. It always shocked you to hear the various sounds yautja made.

As of now, your feet padded against the scorching sand, even wearing protective feet pads you could still feel the sting. Not as intense but it was most definitely there. Jotun and yourself were currently heading back to his home. A place you shared with him through out all three years.

Upon arrival, the three woven baskets were placed neatly on the wooden counter. You and Jotun immediately got to work with the fruit. Meticulously scrubbing away the dust from the fruit’s thick skin, Jotun separated those ready to be eaten from the ones better suited for storage. The ripest he placed carefully aside, while the rest were tucked into a makeshift cooler lined with scavenged insulation and chilled stones.

Yautja were primarily carnivorous, their culture steeped in the thrill of the hunt and the taste of fresh kill, but they weren’t above drawing sustenance from other energy sources when the opportunity presented itself.

Jotun’s favorite was a watermelon sized fruit—red skin, green frills and white flesh, it bore an uncanny resemblance to a rambutan. Only this one was freakishly large.

He sank a claw into the rind, splitting it into half with a satisfying crack. He held the other piece with one hand and waited for you to transfer it over to yours. His mandibles clicked, a purr rumbled from his chest and with that you knew he was happy.

Jotun bit down on his half, clear juice dripped down his tusks as another purr erupted from within. You couldn’t help but giggle at his purring. It reminded you of a seal but only deeper and coming from a mountain of a man. He turned his gaze to you, slightly lowered himself and gently pushed the fruit you held up to your face. His scaly hand dwarfing your own.

Puppy dog eyes, glowing with a beautiful red hue, gazed up at you with a mix of fondness and curiosity. A soft chuckle slipped from your lips, unable to resist the innocent plea in that look. You couldn’t keep him waiting, How could you with a look like that?

Your teeth sank into the tender white flesh, the sugary fluid flooded your tastebuds. A soft moan surged from your chest as you chewed on the fruit. The texture was tender, almost melting, and the subtle coolness contrasted with the warmth of the air around you. He watched intently, anticipation shining in his eyes, as if sharing in every bite. Water-like juice ran down your chin similar to when jotun bit into his own.

Then a completely new sound filled your ears. Almost like a purr, but different—rougher, deeper, with a strange rhythm to it. You bared your teeth in a wide grin as laughter bubbled up uncontrollably. The sound was quirky, no doubt, but so unbelievably precious, especially coming from muscle man over here, whose usual demeanor could be carved from stone.

Jotun turned his head to the side like a confused pup, his brows knitted together, face shifting in that slow, deliberate way he always moved. Analyzing, observing, puzzling it out. What was so funny? Had the fruit triggered some odd chemical reaction in your brain? Some euphoric side effect he’d overlooked?

Then it dawned on him.

The realization hit him with a slow-burning certainty. Jotun’s eyes narrowed while his mandibles pressed back into place. A low rumble filled with annoyance mixed with your laughter. That noise he made—a gentle trill, part rumble, part something new was his people’s way of showing they were very happy.

Yet without doubt here you were laughing. Not at him just at the silly noise he made. There was no mock, no malice, nothing that deemed your laughter as teasing. It was just laugh of pure joy.

His grumble of irritation shifted to deep laugh. A moment of vulnerability between two souls from diffrent origins, cultures, and most notably—diffrent planets. To one, the other was alien and to the other, the same.

Two beings sat on soft furs while enjoying simple, mundane fruit. No words were ever exchanged. No shared tongue was needed to find comfort in each other's presence. Only shared laughter.

[kazukiquartz]

So these two are like femboys by Yautjas standards right? RIGHT?????

[kaliido-s]

she’s a beautiful butch lesbian to ME

[athena-vardos]

GREAT NOW THEY MADE A STATUE OF MY HUBBY?!

HELLO??? 😨 O///O!?

5 DAYS PEOPLE. COUNT YOUR DAYS‼️

[w-i-s-e]

Viking Predator aka 'Grendel' Screencaps - Part 2

Enjoy yourselves, you beautiful freaks you, you know who you are.

[haaaaaaaaaaaave-you-met-ted]

Predator Hunting Grounds - Viking Predator by Ivan Dedov

[athena-vardos]

His name is WHAT? 😳

Are you sure his name is Gunnar and not Grendel?

Because if it is a reference Beowulf… DOES THAT MEAN…

☝️THIS BOY IS BEOWULF⁉️ 😨

(4 days before Killer of Killers! 🎉’)

HIS OFFICIAL NAME IS “GUNNAR” (from Beowulf for those who don’t know).

[astolfocinema]

Predator: Killer of Killers (2025) ---------------------------- dir. Dan Trachtenberg cs. USA

[kaliido-s]

haven’t edited in a while but my autism was too strong, here’s something simple

[athena-vardos]

OH MY GOD WAIT A MINUTE…

THE VIKING PREDATOR COULD’VE BEEN A FEMALE?! 😨😨😨

(Source)

[w-i-s-e]

Viking Predator aka 'Grendel' Screencaps - Part 3

Enjoy yourselves, you beautiful freaks you, you know who you are.

[robocop1906]

Just going to the store for some milk

[obskurity]

Predator: Killer of Killers

[bones-n-bookles]

Just watched Viking Wolf (2022) and enjoyed it! It's Norwegian and not over the top gory, but still has a fair amount of gore. I like the werewolf design and concept, it's a one way transformation and retains the uncanny feeling even fully transformed. They use what is definitely a feline claw as a wolf claw early in the movie and that irks me!! But the creature itself is very neat. There's a puppy version at the beginning that I love??

The head shape of the grown werewolf is kinda funky but I like it, it's very Shaped and kinda reminds me of a cat in proportions

Teeth are... alright. Weird shaped for "a biologist said this is just a fucked up wolf" but not bad for a werewolf.

Theres a female werewolf in this, and I loveeee a female werewolf, AND there's a really nice sisterly bond in it that I quite enjoyed.

[abs0luteb4stard]

W A T C H I N G

[kaliido-s]

PREDATOR KILLER OF KILLERS WHAT THE FUCKKKKKKKKKKK

I WAS GEEKING BRO I CANT THIS WAS SO PEAK I LOVE THIS SHIT RAAAAHHHHH