#cowboys and aliens x reader

[potatomountain]

Alien In My Living Room

Pairing: Alien!Hongjoong x fem reader x neighbor Cowboy! San Summary: After inheriting your farm it's been a struggle- not as much as the alien that crashed there and has been a little menace for some time. A big enough menace your neighbor (and crush) come over at the wrong time- or maybe the right time. WC: 4k AU: cowboy vs alien! hentai Genre: pwp, scifi Warning(s): 18+ rating, eggpreg, breeding kink, tentacles, weird bodily anomalies. rainbowish cum, restraints, some slight predator/prey dynamics if you squint. threesome. double penetration, anal (male/female receiving) Betas: @bunnliix ~ @adelusionforyourthoughts ~ @yourfatherlucifer AN: Happy birthday to the LOML Kim Hongjoong! And also a happy birthday to one of my favorite fanfic writers @sanjoongie !! You can probably guess what bits were thrown in just for you! ps: I kinda got the idea from the song "Llama in my Living Room" by AronChupa! dividers and Banner by me! Ageless blogs that interact with this piece, even a like, will be blocked INSTANTLY, no exceptions.

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The worst part of being a city girl from a farm was when the farm became yours. Still a year into owning and living back on your family’s farm and you still had no idea what to do with all the land. Your neighbors handled the last harvest, and you debated selling more of the land to them and mostly keeping the ranch house. Of course you knew how to take care of the land, you grew up doing so, but you weren’t sure if you wanted to spend your adult life doing it either.

But that hadn’t been a problem for the last couple of months. Instead your biggest concern was what the fuck you were going to do about the Alien that had taken up residence on your land. He looked human enough, but not at first. His pretty face didn’t erase the being you knew was under there, more limbs than torso, the translucent pink his hair currently was. How he had molded into a man that looked like one of the idols on your posters was beyond you. Though you supposed it wasn’t a complete transformation, as you learned the one time you saw him shirtless. If you ignored that, he was pretty to look at.

But he was also annoying.

“Are you ever going to fix your stupid ship and get out of here?” You snapped out, swiveling in your desk chair to glare at the being who was currently harassing your cat, again. Why your cat stood for it and didn’t hiss was beyond you, weren’t they good predators? Salem managed to slip out of Hongjoong’s hands, running for one of the many hidey holes he had around your home. Hongjoong looked up from the floor with wide blue eyes, the stars themselves shining in his irises. “I thought you liked having me around here?” “You’re terrorizing my adorable kitten and you’re out there at ungodly hours banging and causing a ruckus! Why would I like that?” You huffed out again, crossing your arms over your chest. “And for a creature that doesn’t eat, you sure like to eat all my food!” “I’m sorry- I need energy and I can’t get it my usual ways.” He protested, crawling over to you in such a clumsy way you wondered how this could be a being capable of space travel.

You frowned, lifting your leg to press your heel into his shoulder and stop him from getting too close. “What do you mean- that sounds awfully sus.” “Sus?” “Suspicious. Jesus, you managed to learn how to blend in so well but you can’t manage the lingo?” You rolled your eyes, still unsure how he managed to adapt so effortlessly. He never gave you an explanation, just transformed fully into this and within a few days he was talking like he had lived on earth his whole life- minus missing many social cues. “Anyways, I thought you didn’t need to eat so why do you need the extra energy now?” Hongjoong was still pressing forward, something different in his eyes that made you apprehensive. Maybe you shouldn’t have asked the question. 

The sudden appearance of one of his nearly translucent tentacles sliding up your leg sent off warning bells in your head. It pushed up the fabric of your sweatpants, leaving behind a little bit of slick that darkened the light gray fabric. Was it supposed to be wet? “I need the extra energy to produce and lay my eggs… you’re really warm actually.” The words came out like a lustful purr, furthering your panic. Quickly you slapped the tentacle aside, watching him wince as you stood up and put distance between you. “Sorry for asking, this is super interesting stuff but I uh- gotta go catch my fridge.” You mentally slapped yourself for the stupid excuse, but hoped he would buy it as you rushed out of your office.

He hadn’t been flirting with you had he? Hadn’t implied to fuck his eggs into you… that’s what you told yourself. Yet the idea was now in your head, as was the question if he even had a dick or would he use-

The train of thought had your body reacting, which just concerned you even more. He was an alien! Why couldn’t you have dirty thoughts about your neighbor instead? The mental reminder of the cowboy next door just had your cheeks even more heated, slapping them in an attempt to control yourself. Why were you suddenly so damn horny? You really needed the fresh air, booking it towards your kitchen and back patio.

However, you didn’t make it through the living room before you were tackled to the couch, bent over the arm and face in the cushions. You hadn’t even heard him following you, but now you could feel him pressing down against your back, his heavy pants so obvious as he leaned over your body close enough you could feel his breath on the back of your neck. “Sorry Star, but you ran away smelling so good. Humans like consent, right?” He sounded quite worked up, touching you in several ways that was making your mind fuzzy with heat. His hands pushed up your shirt, but there were several tentacles touching your skin. They were warm and slick, slithering over your flesh.

You realized you enjoyed how they felt, skin feeling hotter where the slick remained, almost sensitive. “W-we do. Hongjoong, what do you normally do with your eggs?” “Incubator on ship…” He panted out, his hands now pinning your arms to the cushion above you. “It broke when I crashed, don’t have the parts to fix it. Keep them safe until I return home to gift… but I can't wait.”

Biting down on your lip as the tips of his tentacles rubbed at your nipples under your bra- which you don’t remember getting pushed up - you tried to turn your head to look at him, just to have your breath catching in your throat at his needy expression. You could really see the stars in the blue of his eyes, no white in sight. His tongue lulled out, the same translucent pastels as the tentacles roaming your body. He was losing his human visage, but in the slightest ways, even the pale pink of his hair seemed almost otherworldly with how it fell in his face.

You should tell him off, knowing that the pleading look he gave you was your consent. As annoying as the creature was, he was not unbearable or disrespectful, changing any errors he made to suit your tastes. It was that knowledge that had you caving in. Within seconds of your nod your clothes were gone, bra and panties in particular ripped off you as you were put in such a lewd position but you couldn’t find the time to feel ashamed. Not when the warm slick of one of his appendages was rubbing between your slick folds, teasing you, while the rest sought out sensitive bits and toyed with them. They sucked on your nipples, rubbing around your throat and adding pleasure that made your head spin. Hongjoong let out a particularly pornagraphic moan just behind you that just added to the haze you were beginning to drown in. “Oh you like that?” He chuckled before moaning louder, moaning your name, which had your body reacting. The shiver that coursed through you had your back arching in response, pushing your behinds back against him. You wanted more.

He happily gave you more, pushing the tentacle into you with an inhuman cry of his own. It almost sounded eerie, probably did, but you lust-addled mind didn’t register at such. It did register another male calling your name in a panic, and your kitchen door slamming open. 

You looked up in time to see your friendly neighbor, once childhood friend, standing in the archway of your living room, beautiful sun kissed skin almost pale from the shock that the visage of Hongjoong probably presented. There were at least four tentacles on your body at the moment, and you couldn’t see how many more he had out, but enough to really shock the muscle man as he passed out, falling to the ground.

“San?” You attempted to pull away from Hongjoong, concerned for the man that laid on your wooden floor. His cowboy hat had fallen off, a thin layer of sweat coating his forehead and skin exposed under the vest. You were a lot less concerned than you should be, instead finding him quite delectable, almost like you wanted to jump onto his cock. The harsh way Hongjoong shoved his tentacle deeper into your cunt distracted you from those thoughts. “Pay attention to me Star, I’m the one fucking you.” He growled out, his hold on you tightening all over possessively. Gone was the needy being from a moment ago, Hongjoong was now completely in charge with the way you were lifted up off the couch and displayed in the air. He turned you to watch him, his own clothes coming off. He still had the shape of a human, even a cock you noticed, but the colors of his tentacles now moved over his skin like a work of art.

It was hypnotizing. “Hongjoong~” You whined out, glancing down as best you could to take in the sight of just how he was fucking you. Like straight out of a hentail, the sensations were almost too much.

It was his thumb on your clit that drove you over the edge, rubbing it in perfect stimulating circles that you cried out, creaming all over the slimy tendril. Hongjoong’s head rolled back, his body practically vibrating and you wondered how good it must feel to him for him to look so blissed out.

You didn’t get a chance to ask, falling to the couch the next second as Hongjoong was tackled to the floor by your neighbor. In the struggle he had let go of you completely, the wind knocked out of you from your fall, but some sense knocked into you as well. Still catching your breath you scrambled up, unsure just where to insert yourself in the mess of limbs flying about. “San! Hongjoong! Stop it!” You couldn’t really blame San for freaking out, since Hongjoong was an alien just casually in your living room. Casually fucking you, but making sounds that could be misconstrued.

San halted his fist, sitting on top of the being that had most of his other limbs restrained with his own. “But Miss he-” “He’s a friend San, alien or not.” You huffed out, bending down next to them and fixing Hongjoong with a stare. “And you won’t harm him either.” “But you were thinking about him fucking you! While I was inside you, it’s not fair!” He actually pouted, which was almost funny.

You were too embarrassed to laugh, San turning his attention to you. How could you not want to fuck him though? Toned cowboy, a real gentleman that had been helping you with the farm- even now in dusty jeans and a leather vest, hair tossled from when his hat fell off, he was fine as fuck. “Have you really not been noticing the way I eye fuck you when I ask your help for any manual labor?” “I… didn’t want to get my hopes up-” San mumbled out, just to get flipped over suddenly, Hongjoong holding him down. “Hey!!” “She’s mine human- back off!” “Like hell I will. You don’t have a claim on her.” “I was in the middle of that when you so rudely interrupted.” As if to show off, he moved one tentacle over to you, wrapping around your bare thigh and then the tip shoved itself back into your cunt. Instantly you moaned out, head falling back as it pushed deep. “Think you can fuck her like this?” San was pouty as he watched, but the lust there was unmistakable. “You have a lot to fuck her with. That doesn’t mean shit- is that a fucking egg.” San screeched out, both of you watching a small round object move through the tube-like appendage. You could feel it as it moved along your thigh, heart racing with panic. You tried to grab at it, stop him, but he had your arms pinned at your sides. The stars in his eyes swirled with chaos, striking you with a bit of fear.

Fear that melted away as you were stretched out more than you thought possible, the egg shooting up into you and pushed into your womb. It was intense, head falling back as you cried out, shaking from the sensation.

“Oh my God-” San was in awe at your sight, which drew your attention even through the haze. You wanted to slump forward, instead you couldn’t tear your eyes away as cum shot out of Hongjoong’s pink cock onto San, covering him in what looked like melted pearls. “Fuck-” San winced as a splatter got on his cheek, but Hongjoong wasn’t paying attention to either of you.

For what seemed like an eternity, both you and San couldn’t tear your eyes away from the alien. His tendrils trembled from the aftershocks of his climax, his hands moving up his body and twisting his own pink nipples while there was a soft glow behind his closed eyes.

You did notice that Hongjoong was no longer holding San down, just sitting on his thighs and tilted back in pure bliss. San could’ve easily pushed him off, in fact you had no idea why he didn’t. Was he just as enamored with the alien as you were?

The shifting between your legs reminded you that you were still impaled on the alien tentacle, though now he was pulling out. In a moment of panic you tried to grab at it, whining because you didn’t want to be left empty.

But even as it was pulled out, you didn’t feel empty though, the egg inside a weighted reminder that you were being bred. Collapsing forward on your palms not that you were let go, you panted out. “J-Joongie~ Please give me more.” You whined, needing more, and that was all you could think about in your hazy state. Hongjoong murmured something in a language you didn’t understand- what you recognized as his own language- as he slipped off of San and practically ignored you. So you whined again, reaching out for him.

“Are you just going to ignore her?” San scoffed, pushing himself up onto his elbows now that he was mostly free.

Hongjoong shook his head, most of his extra limbs retracting. “Your turn.”

“My turn?” San screeched out just as you let out a loud noise of confusion. You were getting really hot now.

In a flash, San's clothes were just gone, exposing his own thick and throbbing cock standing at attention. Your eyes zeroed in, spit building up in your mouth as the need for Hongjoong shifted to San and his throbbing member. Hongjoong giggled breathlessly, motioning with his fingers to the two of you. “Fuck. Fertilize. Next egg is prepping.” He rubbed his lower stomach now, a tiny bulge there that you noticed finally.

The eagerness to be filled with another egg had you crawling over to San and straddling his lap.

“Hey hey wait- sweetheart just think- fuck~!” San’s protests were cut off as you impaled yourself down on his cock, all fight leaving him as he grabbed your sides. “Fuck I think I can feel it. It’s hot. You’re throbbing… sweetheart I-” “Shut up and just fuck me San. Don’t tell me you didn’t think about it before.” Sliding a hand up through his hair, you tugged at it to get his full attention. “Or did you wear such a slutty outfit just for the hell of it and not to get me staring?” He swallowed hard, heat darkening his features and a bashful pout on his features. “But not like this.” He didn’t deny, and for you that was enough reason to roll your hips and feel him move inside you. He was harder than the tentacles, but just as deep that he probably could feel that large egg sitting in your womb. “Sweetheart please.” 

“Would you prefer to carry my eggs?” Hongjoong moved to sit beside you both, staring at the spot of cum that had dried on San’s sharp cheek. “Because I can arrange that.” Neither of you answered, both instead groaning at the thought, picturing San’s taunt stomach bulged out with the tentacles or eggs or both. Hongjoong laughed at your thoughts, at least it seemed so with the knowing smirk on his lips. “I could just fuck you both that way.”

You were on your back the next second, legs pushed up by San’s thighs and both of your behinds exposed to the warm air of your home. He seemed just as surprised as you were, only for his confusion to melt away, brows furrowed as he looked down between you. Your slightly swollen stomach was a sight to see pressed against his lower abdomen- hell he was a sight to behold just hunched over you and trapping you in with your legs and his wide shoulders. There was a slap, San lurching forward with a yelp that quickly turned into a groan, leading to control snapping and he was finally giving you what you wanted. “Sorry Sweetheart~” He drawled out, rough hands from years of farm work holding your hips still as he slammed his cock into you at an even rougher pace.

You didn’t care one bit, head falling back and just taking what he was giving you. It felt like a heavy haze of lust was encompassing you again, moans spilling from your lips as all you could do was lay there and get bred. Not that you minded at all.

Greedily you grabbed onto San’s shoulders, nails digging in as he bent forward more to rest his forehead on your shoulder. The soft grunts and whispers of your name and the dozens of different names of endearment he had for you falling from your lips. His breath felt hot on your skin, but nothing beat the pulsating heat from your womb.

Not even the slick intrusion in your rear, which by San’s reaction, he had a similar intrusion. “Fucking hell- my ass!” He twisted enough to growl at the alien that refused to be forgotten, just to let out a higher pitched moan than he was moments ago. It almost matched yours, the double penetration of his cock and now one of Hongjoong’s slimy tentacles pushing up inside, made everything almost impossibly tight.

For you and San. “What, don’t like it?” Hongjoong mused, thrusting the tendrils in and pushing you both across the floor a bit. “Do I need to do the fucking as well.” With an annoyed hiss, San turned back to you, a challenge in his eyes that ended up matched by his dimpled smirk. “Seems like he got lonely, doesn’t it sweetheart?” You nodded, eyes rolling back at how deep both your holes were currently filled. “D-don’t mind. Come on Sannie baby, fill me up. He wants it so bad~ give it to me please.” With how tightly you two were pressed together you managed to grab his firm butt cheeks, loving how they tensed as your nails dug in deep. 

He hissed again, then picked up pace that put his earlier one to shame. Now cries and screams fell from your lips, the wood beneath your back a harsh reminder of where you were but with both of them fucking you at such an animalistic pace you couldn’t even think.

Even when you came you could hardly tell when it started or passed, just trembling beneath them and holding on for your dear life. 

Hongjoong was just in sight to the side of you both, stroking his pink cock in sync with the tendrils he was fucking you both with. You were well aware when San started spilling his seed into you, his cry matched by an almost overwhelming heat between your legs as he filled you up deep. The egg pulsated in your womb, just absorbing what San was giving you, satisfying you in ways you didn’t know you needed.

The alien stilled himself inside you both, no eggs pushed in but his pretty pearlescent cum splattered on the side of both San and yours faces. The second it seemed to touch your skin the haze in your mind seemed to thicken. It would have you suspicious if you didn’t feel so damned content and peaceful.

In fact, so content and peaceful that the next time you were actively aware of your body and mind you were sitting on the couch, cleaned up and curled against San’s side. The man was once more wearing pants, a blanket was wrapped around you, and Hongjoong was sitting on the coffee table passing for a regular human almost.

The two were chatting, and you couldn’t really make out what was said until Hongjoong caught your attention with the phrase “I thought I’d never get you two to breed.” You sat up, frowning a bit. “What the fuck do you mean by that?” By the sudden panic on his face, you guessed he hadn’t realized he said it. “Well- uh- I mean you’ve been thinking about sleeping with him since I got here!” While it wasn’t a lie, you shifted to get up and interrogate him more. 

Both Hongjoong and San stopped you, hands on your swollen and heated stomach. Right, they had literally just bred you…. Convenient that San had stopped over when he did. “Sannie, why did you stop over today?” “The last few weeks there were usually weird sounds coming from your field around this time so I thought I could come over and ask you about it.” The sweet man was staring at your stomach, much more calm about this situation than he had been earlier.

Even you felt more calm, which was alarming by itself. You don’t remember any sounds around this time, but it was also the time of day that Hongjoong would be in the barn working on fixing his ship. Today he insisted on bothering your cat Salem though… it clicked. Slowly you turned to the inhuman being who looked to be perspiring oil down his neck. “Hongjoong… did you plan this from the beginning?”

San joined you in staring the nervous alien down, which considering what had just transpire was an ironic turn of events. “Now that you mention it… it is odd. When he was touching me I just got so damned horny too.”

“Same actually… think it’s some alien trick?”

“Maybe the slime?”

“Hmm maybe… fucking hell we’re talking about this like it’s the weather. What the hell did you do Hongjoong?” You snapped out, hissing at the creature.

He couldn’t meet your eyes, but his explanation came out like word-vomit. How his ship was technically fixed weeks ago, his incubator was fine, but he couldn’t leave like that. It took both you and San to pull it out of him. “Because I maybe, accidentally, imprinted on you both… now I’ll get sick if I’m away from you two for too long… Might have made sure it’s the same for you both now…” He pointed to your stomach, really solidifying what you had done.

San and you both scoffed, then shared a nonchalant look. Despite the daunting situation, there was a big part of you that you didn’t think would have minded even without the added imprint or whatever Alien thing Hongjoong had going on. It seemed the same for him. Still, you both grinned, then laughed. “Ha. Aliens.”

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Cowboy!Ellen Ripley x reader headcanons

. After the events of the Nostromo, you and Ripley wanted to get away from it all, using the money she got from suing the company she bought some land and a ranch for you to spend the rest of your lives together in peace.

.Only uses pine soap, it's one of her signature scents, along with any musky vanilla smell she can gets her hands on. She knows it drives you crazyyyyy…

.You give her riding lessons because you are forever a horse girl and she wants to be apart of that. She has an Ardennais horse and a German Shepherd and Jonesy is the man of the house… obviously.

.She always has her nose in a book when she’s not working on the ranch, sometimes she’ll be oblivious to what you’re doing because she’s so engrossed in her silly little books.

.Picks flowers for you every so often, she likes to put them in your hair. :)

.Hugeeeee hat collection!!! even though she only wears one, it has stars embroidered on it courtesy of you.

.Scuffed brown boots are her go to choice of footwear, even when you’re going out someplace nice, even in the house.

.Pretends to be annoyed when you steal her hat but deep down thinks it’s adorable.

.BIGGG whisky drinker, i mean after the horrors you would be the same.

.Gets sunburn almost every day but she persists because she likes doing all the farm work for you.

.She WILL be running you both a bath every night, it helps with the nightmares but she also wants an excuse to be close to you. Your ranch has a very old tub but it has charm.

.She won’t stop kissing your head until you fall asleep peacefully in her arms. <333

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saddle tramp ──── ♱. percy dolarhyde

summary: you lied about being good with horses to get on woodrow's crew, so percy has kindly offered to help you learn to ride in an unconventional way. wc: 1.6k.

pairing: percy dolarhyde x reader

tags/warnings: 18+ MDNI. no use of y/n, fem! reader, thigh riding, smut, porn without too much plot, suggestion of the cowboy hat rule, percy is a smug little shit. lowkey i got a little lazy here, any mistakes are all my own. i also can't believe i found out ladies were walking around with crotchless drawers from researching to write this fic.

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You weren’t quite sure how it got to this: kneeling on hay in the barn in front of Percy Dolarhyde as he relaxed against one of the bales. He was supposed to be teaching you how to ride a horse, but in the midst of that, he claimed he wasn’t happy with your technique, and said he had a better way of teaching you the hip movements necessary. 

He looked awfully proud of himself.

“C’mon now, saddle up.” He smirked — an expression that normally would have you wanting to slap the smugness from his face. “You wanna be a real cowgirl, don’t ya?”

Percy beckoned you over with a gesture of his hand before patting his lap. You obliged, mounting his thigh with slight reservation. It wasn't as if you didn't know he likely had ulterior motives for getting you like this, it's more that you didn't have much of another option if you didn't want to get run out of town. You needed the work, and Percy knew that too. Asshole, you thought. 

“That’s it, on my lap. Atta girl.”

You sighed at his intonation and a frown followed.

“Are you goin’ to tell me how this is supposed to help teach me to ride?” 

He half-huffed and tilted his head. There was hesitation in the way you nervously withheld from sitting your full weight on his thigh, staying up on your knees slightly so you weren’t making full contact. 

“See, ridin’ a horse is all about the hip work and posture. Don’t wan' to a put strain on your pelvis.” 

“And we’re not doin’ this on an actual horse?”

“The boys always talk about learnin’ in a controlled environment. That’s what this is.” He said, too matter-of-factly, as if he hadn’t got the concept of a ‘controlled environment’ all wrong. “Bein’ on the horse is too unpredictable if I wan' to correct your form.” 

“Surely there’s another way?” You sighed, pressing your hands to his chest to try and help yourself up, almost fed up with the scheme he was trying to pull. You’d find some local rancher to teach you, maybe keep your pride in tact, too - you were pretty sure there were a handful of admittedly more skilled riders a town or two over that would even teach you the right way.

“Woah, easy now.” Percy grinned, hands reaching to your hips to keep you seated as he scoffed in mock offense. You were seated fully on his thigh then, skirt bunched up as you sat back down with a poof. “You questionin’ my teachin’? Cause if you wanna walk off and forget about the lessons, fine, but I don’t think my pa would be too happy if his new trigger woman can’t ride no horse.” 

“No, no… fine.” 

You dreaded the backlash from Woodrow if he found out you lied. 

“That’s what I thought.” He took his hands from your hips so he could remove his hat from his head and place it on yours. Mumbled something about looking the part as he looked up at you in consideration - like he was eyeing up a masterpiece. 

Then his hands were back on your hips with a firm grip, locking you in place as his eyes started to trail down your body. He still wore that shit-eating grin. This was like Christmas and three birthdays all in one for him. He'd have been lying to himself if he said he hadn't had eyes for you since you rolled into town. 

“Alright, now when you’ve been on a horse before, how’d you ride?” 

When you hesitated, Percy tugged your hips, like he wanted you to demonstrate. 

“I don’t know…” you mumbled, folding your arms across your chest, “kinda like this?” You started moving your hips back and forth, in a less than fluid way, all uncoordinated and jagged and he just observed for a moment. It wasn't as if you were paying much attention to your hip work the last time you were on a horse - back then you'd been more focused on the horizon, getting yourself out of danger as fast as possible. 

“Gotta be more smooth than that.” He mused, using his hands to manipulate your hips into more of a rolled bucking motion as you tried to cooperate. "Keep it up, try it this way, roll 'em, don't buck 'em."

Percy's hands loosened on your waist as he let you try the new motion for a while, watching as you caught on quickly as he'd hoped. He liked the way your hips looked rocking back and forth, but he wanted to see more, his fingers flexed slight at your sides when you rolled down over his thigh. But with each movement, the friction became something of an issue, leaving you feeling a heat building in the pit of your stomach. You let out something akin to a sigh, a short huff of air. Shit. Percy certainly noticed, because he let out a small hmm sound, deciding he was no longer content with the way your skirt hindered his view.

"What?" You asked, half concerned with a cocked brow. That look on his face only meant trouble - or something else entirely.

He feigned the intonation of a man who was simply just wanting to teach, though the glimmer in his eyes and the not-so-subtle grin tugging at his mouth gave himself away.

“Can’t get a good judgement on your technique like this. But I," he paused, as if searching for his words, "I got an idea.” 

Percy untied the strings at the waistband of your skirt, loosening it so he could bunch it and lift it up over your body before discarding it amongst the hay. You had wanted to protest, knowing that you’d need to do unnecessary laundering by the time you got home, but it was already long thrown to the floor, and with his hands finding your hips again, the thought sort of left your head. He rocked your hips, slowly – steadily, as he helped you find a smooth and fluid pace as you rolled with his instruction. But now what you really couldn't ignore was that building heat, coiled and tight, an ache that was beginning to feel like it needed to be quelled. What didn't help, was the almost cocky way Percy spoke next - the way it was as if he knew how you were feeling. Mostly, he was feeling it too. 

“Gotta straighten your posture, cowgirl.” He mused, eyes raking over your body. 

You straightened up immediately in response, back perking upright, unskilled hands steadying on his shoulders. As you kept the motion of your hips, back and forth, the consistent friction against his thigh had you, desperately wishing that there wasn’t an opening in your drawers and hyper-aware of how you were rubbing directly against his pants. The thing is, now, your heart raced, and you feared the damp spot you knew you'd leave on the fabric the moment you stepped up. Thing is, Percy had already felt it. 

“Look at that,” he said teasingly, “ridin’ like a natural ain’t you.”

But this time, his hands gripped tighter, pulling you down harder on his thigh.

"Just- shut up."

There was barely any spite behind the words, not with the groan that followed them. By now, you couldn't stop your hips rolling even if you wanted to, it was just pleasure seeking under the guise of 'I just want to get this right'. Which only spurred Percy on. He just couldn't help himself. He was grinning, smug, and with the way you were starting to grind had him practically rock hard under his slacks. He wanted to see you get off.

"Can hardly believe it." His voice dropped, near a whisper. "Just a little bit of friction and you're gonna get yourself off on my thigh? Make a mess all over me?"

"Not like that," you lied, jaw slack and brows creased in concentration, "I'm just practicing, just want to get the right," another sharp intake of breath, "the right technique."

It was a shameless display of sheer want from months of repression. Your cheeks felt hot, and you knew you'd lose it soon, you just didn't realise it'd be Percy that you'd be chasing release from.

"Doin' so good, darlin'. Look at those perfect hips."

The praise was all you needed, really. Suddenly you weren’t really focused on your posture anymore, nor the ‘proper’ way of rolling your hips. The pressure building was too much to bear and you had to chase it, desperate for release as you started grinding against his thigh desperately. In that moment, you’d slumped forward, face buried into the crook of Percy’s neck as you puffed out shaky breaths against his skin, one hand holding his hat to your head.

"Shit, I'm- oh, fuck." Didn't take too long before you were muffling whines against him to keep yourself quiet, hips stuttering as you reached your peak, orgasm washing over you like a blanket, white-hot.

When you caught your breath and stilled your movements, Percy was the one to steady you, turning his head as he held you up, bringing you upright just enough to get a look at your face. Your cheeks were flushed pink, hair messily falling over your face, eyes glazed over. But then he saw the lazy smile on your lips, the one that was a stark difference to the way you'd looked at him earlier - maybe the two of you weren't quite done with the lesson just yet.

"Y'alright in there cowgirl? Got a little carried away?"

God, he could be insufferable. But now you wanted more. You nodded slowly and leaned in.

"I think I might just be gettin' started."

[atlasbeanswrites]

Chapter 1

Alien encounter

We sat in the lobby of the interspecies communications office, waiting to be assigned to the Crew and ship we would be part of. Synth and I had taken the only two chairs in the small room while Ash sat by my feet, fiddling with the wiring on his translator watch. These watches were mandatory for us to be able to communicate not only with each other in our native languages but also to understand the yautja of our future crew.

Yautja spoke a language based mainly on clicks and rumbling sounds in their chests. While humans could learn to understand the language, they would never be able to speak it because they could not produce the right sounds. A small spark lit up from the old watch, causing Tracker to jump back, smacking his arm lightly.

"Dude!" Acting as if he had been burned by the tiny spark tracker rubbed his hand.

"THERE!!!! GOT IT!!!" Ash exclaimed loudly in German but through my translator, it came through as perfect English if not a bit synthetic sounding.

Synth nudged me gesturing for me to look down at the "all about Yautja" pamphlet She had been reading.

"it says that the women are the more dominant in their species and are like way more intimidating"

"Have you ever seen one?" I asked

"Not in person but I have seen a ton of pictures of them" Synth was playing with Tracker's hair when we saw a man in a military standard-issue uniform and a man in the typical researcher get up walk through the door and into the small room.

"Group..." There is a pause as the researcher looks down at his digital clipboard "6 you will be meeting your new crewmates in a matter of moments but I am here to set some rules and give some advice before you board the... " looking down at his clipboard again. " The Angler. "

We got to our feet waiting for the man to continue talking. There was a buzz of excitement between us. I rocked back and forth on my heels tucking my hands into my pockets.

"The Rules... As you know this is a diplomatic mission so there is a way you must conduct yourself. Because if you insult someone of importance you could cause all-out war and we can't afford that happening got it!!!"

there was a long pause as the military man scowled at us only getting a few quiet and confused "Got it." in return.

"three main rules.

1.If you are ever around a yautja pup DO NOT touch it or threaten it of even talk about threatening it!! They are extremely protective of them and will kill you on the spot if they even suspect you have a thought like that about their children."

"wild you even need to say that as a rule. Thats fucked up" I whisper to Ash earning a Nod in agreeance.

"2. There will be a room on the ship called a trophy room. DO NOT go into it! That is where they keep the skulls and bones of the beasts they have killed and it is extremely important to them.

3. DO NOT challenge a Yautja to a fight! Even if you are not a Quote 'Honorable kill' They will still KILL YOU!!! you will not win this fight."

We all stand there in silence as he finishes before the military man checks his watch

"Best not to keep them waiting... Let's Go!" he says in a harsh tone. Starting to lead us out of this small waiting room into the large ship hanger. As we approached a round ship with a large light hanging from the top front, you could tell where the ship got its name.

"The Angler:"

Getting closer we could see 3 large Yautja standing outside of the ship battle-ready. Some had their arms crossed others stood with one hand on their weapons and the largest of the group stood in the middle glaring down at us as we approached. He was clearly the captain. OUR new captain. They all looked to be male by their builds and the stories I had heard about the females made these guys look like any other soldier. We all stood there a moment taking each other in.

My eyes were locked on our new captain he was definitely the most colorful of the group. while all of them had skin that was soft browns and yellows but his was a striking green color. With yellow spots and stripes all over the skin, I could see. He spoke in a loud rumbling voice of clicks and chittering. Which was instantaneously translated to us.

"This is MY ship and MY crew. I am your Captain as of right now and you will follow my orders. Understood?" it wasn't even a question. it was a firm statement that we were going to understand one way or another. We bristled a bit at this statement all remembering our last boss.

"can't be worse than Jimmy... so why no" Tracker shrugged followed by a few laughs from myself and Ash.

"True," we said following the yautja who hadn't even addressed us or introduced themselves on the ship.

This will be fun!

authors note:

thanks for reading I hope you enjoyed this first Chapter I will hopefully upload more soon. And apologies in advance if it has any grammar or spelling mistakes. No betas we die like men!!!!

-Love Atlas <3

More Chapters are found here...

[marn13s-vilewhispers]

or whatever the saying is… (made by me!)

[keysmash-pizzaplex]

I love how creative the DCA fandom is and all the AUs are super cool! But I wish y'all would tag your AU fics "AU" so I can find the closer to canon fics when I'm in the mood 😅

[danosrosegarden]

calling shots - percy dolarhyde x gn!reader headcanons (NSFW) ⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾⋆⁺₊⋆

{kinktober: day eight. prompt: brat taming. 🎃}

{contains: switchy/rough penetrative sex (genitals/gender not specified), mild hair pulling, male masturbation, and orgasm denial.}

☽ Maybe you really did hate Percy. Maybe some smoldering, angry bricks of burning hot enmity were aflame in the deep, dank cave of your heart. He was just so fucking aggravating...that stupid, smug smirk of his lit a fire in your belly that licked at your guts and made you tremble with rage.

☽ Perhaps what got under your skin the most was when he decided to poke fun at you and prod at your weak spots; it was always when you had stripped bare for him and somehow, once again, found yourself on all fours. You cursed yourself, stamped on your own foot thinking about all the times you'd let him get away with calling you his good little whore, his pretty little slut, simply offering a laughable moan in response to his acid-laced jabs.

☽ Maybe he'd chuckle at first when you finally got the courage one night to pin his wrists down and growl in his ear. I've had just about enough of your disrespect, Dolarhyde. But don't think for a second that a shockwave of red-hot realization didn't just coarse through his body...he likes seeing you put up a racket, try your hand at taking control. He can't let you know that, though, and he's flipping you back under him, leaving you to squirm under his tight grip.

☽ "That's cute, darlin'. But I think you're forgettin' who's callin' shots here."

☽ You won't give up without a fight, though it's difficult to claim dominance when he's pounding into you. It's not your fault it's so hard to bite back your mewls when he's the one slamming against your sweet spot, kissing it with rough thrusts over and over until your eyes were rolling back into your head.

☽ "F-fuckin' can't stand you." The words dribbled from your mouth like drool, a sloppy, jumbled mess.

☽ You whine when he suddenly stops thrusting and gives the roots of your hair a harsh tug. "Say sorry." "Go to hell." You almost laugh at how instant the retort came spitting out from your gritted teeth.

☽ He lets go of your hair and sends you back with a tumbling shove. "That's all you're getting from me, then. Ain't takin' your shit tonight, I can help myself." And he does, his big, tanned hand reaching down to give himself strong, steady pumps.

☽ If you had the energy, you'd swat his hand away, push him down, and ride him until he was arching and pleading to finish inside you. But you'd already gotten a sweet, juicy taste of the rugged bliss of him inside of you; damned if you weren't going to finish around him, make him quiver and whimper as you tighten up and dig your nails into his back. The only way to capture what you wanted was to surrender.

☽ "I'm sorry," you mumbled. Percy's hand ceased pumping as he looked up and cocked a brow. "What was that?"

☽ "I said I'm sorry," you said louder, the frustration bubbling in your gut just as the warm knot of pleasure began sizzling inside of you once more. "I'm your good little whore, Perc, your pretty little slut. Just fuck me, damn it!"

☽ There it was...that condescending smirk spread wide across his face. "My pretty little slut, huh? Prove it." He stalks over to you. Maybe it was fun to fight back, but it was a thrilling, breath-snatching, hair-raising blast to accept your fate as putty in his hands.

[valeisaslut]

thinking about collide ellie and reader on snl…

NO BECAUSE I 100% thought of writing Ellie and reader on SNL but there was already SO much happening in the fic that I was like okay Val. breathe. you do NOT need to write an entire season of sketch comedy in the middle of your lesbian slow burn.

BUT IN MY HEART (and in the AU) THEY WENT. They 100% went.

SO, FOR MY NATION: ROCKSTAR!ELLIE X POPSTAR!READER ON SNL.

The episode aired like two weeks after the Grammys, and the SNL writers were frothing at the mouth to recreate the chaos. So obviously, you and Ellie did a full sketch reenacting the Grammy moment—THE “nah. you look too fucking hot right now.” THE “i love you.” The pause that followed. Beat for beat. There was dramatic slow motion. Ellie fake-mic-dropped. You dramatically collapsed to the floor like you’d been shot. The audience BLACKED OUT.

BUT WAIT. There was also that cursed SNL music sketch where you're both singers from different planets. You were a glittery Y2K alien who only sang in autotuned adlibs. Ellie was a country cowboy who doesn’t believe in music unless it’s played on a busted banjo. It made ZERO sense and somehow ended with an animatronic horse doing the dougie. At one point, Ellie LASSOED you and made a kinky joke that wasn't in the script at all. Twitter hasn’t recovered.

Weekend Update?? A disaster. You showed up, said four words, and went “ok i’m too hot for this” and just left. Ellie stayed behind and gave a fake PSA about “dating your popstar girlfriend responsibly” and how you should “not accidentally make out on live TV unless it’s for the bit.” It got 70 million views.

AND THEN. THEN. The cheerleader skit. You and Ellie were rival high school cheer captains. Seeing Ellie’s masc ass in a cheer uniform nearly ended humanity. She was PISSED about it but after shooting she begged the costume department to let her keep it. The skit escalated immediately—normal flips turned into Ellie back handspringing off the desk, you pulled a megaphone from thin air and screamed “L FOR LESBIAN.” A marching band materialized out of nowhere playing She. And then, inexplicably, it ended with the two of you slow-dancing in cheer uniforms under falling confetti while Pedro Pascal (as the school principal) screamed “THIS IS A SCHOOL ASSEMBLY.”

OKAY BUT YOU’RE NOT EVEN READY FOR THE "LESBIAN QUIET LUXURY" SKIT. Like. You and Ellie played these absolutely feral rich girls who inherited old money from their great-great-grandmothers (who were, quote, “roommates”), and now live in a haunted countryside manor in Vermont where they “just do pottery, collect oil paintings of women with secrets, and make eye contact with ghosts.”

It was shot like a Vogue mini-doc. You wore a floor-length linen nightgown, held a glass of wine, and whispered “I only speak in lowercase now. Capital letters are performative.” Ellie was doing an interview in a library and said, completely straight-faced, “we don’t have a television, we just recite Sappho to each other while our oat milk steams.”

Then it CUT to you two at a farmers market arguing with an old man about whether figs have feminine energy. Ellie was like “you don’t get it. figs are bisexual.” And the old man just left. He walked off the set. That wasn’t scripted.

The sketch ended with both of you holding a single candle, standing barefoot in a field at dusk, and solemnly saying “quiet luxury is loving your partner so hard it echoes through generations.” And then you made out behind a hedge while a harpist played Phoebe Bridgers.

That sketch is on every sapphic aesthetic moodboard.

The cast was breaking so bad the cameras were shaking. Cecily Strong had to walk off set. It was the exact brand of unhinged chaotic lesbian television we DESERVE.

Anyway yeah. You were on SNL. Sorry for not writing it in the fic. I might still. Don’t tempt me.

[especially-obsessed]

Hard

Summary: smoking with Jeremy takes a turn <3

Pairing: Jeremy Gilbert x fem!reader

Warnings: 18+ MDNI, weed use, sleep grinding, sexual tension, reader soaking wet from a few lazy ruts, playful biting <3

Word count: 1.1k

Masterlist | Jeremy's Playlist

The two of you were gone.

Not in a dangerous way, just in the way that made everything hilarious for no reason. The TV flickered in front of you, playing some dumb reality show you had started watching ironically but were now deeply invested in. Jeremy was half-sitting, half-sprawled on the bed beside you, a bag of chips balanced precariously on his chest.

“This guy,” you snorted, pointing at the screen, “is the worst liar I’ve ever seen. Look at his face. He’s guilty as hell.”

Jeremy squinted, chewing lazily on a chip. “Nah. He’s just stupid. That’s not guilt, it’s pure, unfiltered dumbassery.”

You gasped dramatically, turning to him. “Dumbassery isn’t a word.”

“Yeah, it is.” He grinned, eyes glassy but playful. “It’s, like, the study of dumbasses. The scientific term.”

You let out a wheezing laugh, shoving at his arm. “Oh my God, shut up.”

He didn’t shut up. If anything, he leaned closer, lowering his voice like he was telling you a secret. “No, but really, if you think about it, I could totally get it added to the dictionary. I’d just have to prove it's a real word by using it enough.”

“Oh, sure. Go ahead and start a petition. ‘Jeremy Gilbert, founder of Dumbassery Studies.’”

Jeremy’s grin widened. “Professor Gilbert, actually.”

You rolled your eyes, but your smile lingered, warmth curling in your chest. You didn’t even realize how close you’d gotten until you turned back toward the TV and your shoulder brushed his. Neither of you moved away.

Instead, the teasing continued. Jeremy stole the last chip out of your hand, and you dramatically declared war. He tickled your side in retaliation, and you nearly choked laughing, swatting him away. Then came the absolutely critical debate on whether or not aliens existed, which spiraled into the logistics of living on Mars and somehow ended with Jeremy proclaiming he would be a “space cowboy” if given the opportunity.

“You would be the worst space cowboy ever,” you said between giggles, wiping a tear from your eye.

Jeremy gasped, hand over his heart in mock offense. “Excuse you? I’d be amazing. Riding space horses, lassoing asteroids. I’d be legendary.”

You snorted. “Name one time you’ve even successfully ridden a regular horse.”

A pause.

“That’s not important,” he declared, flopping dramatically against you with a heavy sigh. “You have no vision.”

His weight pressed into you, warm and solid, and your laughter was muffled against his shoulder. “God, you’re such a dumbass.”

“Professor of Dumbassery Studies, actually,” he mumbled sleepily.

Somewhere between the giggling and the ridiculous arguments, the exhaustion settled in. The warmth of the high mixed with the comfort of the moment, pulling you both under. The TV played on, long forgotten as the heavy haze of sleep crept in.

Jeremy was behind you now, his body pressed along yours in a way that had started casual, comfortable, even. Just two very stoned idiots too lazy to move apart. You mumbled something about stealing the blanket, and he grumbled something back, his voice softer now, drowsier. You hadn’t questioned it at the time, just letting yourself sink into the warmth of him, feeling the steady rise and fall of his chest against your back.

But then, he moves.

At first, it was nothing. Just the slow, even rhythm of his breathing against your back. The weight of an arm slung somewhere near your waist, not quite holding you, but close enough that you could feel the heat of him through your shirt.

And then, in the haze of half-sleep, it happens.

The slow, unconscious roll of his hips.

You freeze.

Maybe, maybe, you imagined it. But then it happens again. The heavy drag of his body against yours, slow and unhurried, like his subconscious is guiding him.

Oh.

A flicker of heat curls low in your stomach, unwanted but undeniable. You tell yourself it’s just a coincidence, a random movement in sleep, but then you feel it, him.

Hard.

The thick, aching press of him against the curve of your ass, straining through the thin layers of clothes separating you.

Your breath stutters, sharp and shaky.

It’s nothing. It’s just accidental.

But then he moves again, slower this time, and you swear you feel him throb against you. A deep, dragging grind that leaves him pressed so perfectly against your body, heat bleeding into you like a brand. His hips roll in a lazy rhythm, mindless but desperate, and every inch of him feels hot, heavy, and needy against you.

Your hands clutch the blanket tighter. Your thighs instinctively squeeze together, the friction sending a rush of heat straight to your core. Your body shivers slightly beneath the weight of him, every muscle locked tight, begging you to either move or melt.

God, it’s too much. Too easy to give in. Too easy to imagine what it would feel like if he weren’t half-asleep if he were awake and pinning you down properly, grinding into you with that same lazy, overwhelming need.

Another soft, helpless whimper escapes before you can stop it, the sound barely audible but earth-shattering in the thick silence of the room.

And that is what does it.

Jeremy stills.

The shift is immediate.

You can feel it, the way his whole body tenses, muscles locking up, breathing shifting from deep and steady to something uneven and ragged. The unmistakable twitch of him against you, the way he holds himself too still like he is painfully aware now of what he’s doing, and what he wants to keep doing.

A long, thick silence stretches between you.

Then, his forehead drops against your shoulder, and you hear it.

A low, choked-off laugh, rough and wrecked.

He grins against your skin, slow and lazy, way too pleased with himself.

"Wait," his voice is a rough scrape in the darkness. "Was I just?"

You don't answer. You can't answer. Your whole body is molten, strung so tight it feels like you'll snap if he so much as breathes wrong.

Jeremy shifts slightly, nudging his hips forward again, deliberate this time, and you feel all of him against you, hard and aching like he's daring you to pretend you didn’t notice.

His voice drops lower, barely a whisper.

“Damn.” Another lazy chuckle, this one dripping smugness. “You feel so good.”

Before you can even think of a response, before you can even breathe, he dips his head lower and bites your shoulder.

Not rough. Not to mark you. Just a lazy, playful scrape of his teeth over your skin, possessive in a way that makes your stomach drop.

Then, with a soft, satisfied exhale, he nuzzles into you and falls right back asleep, leaving you pinned beneath the heat of him, completely wide awake.

Oh, fuck.

Masterlist

a/n: <3

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Let me know if you would like to be added to a taglist < 3

[captain-joongz]

summer recap/favourite fics/fic recommendations for the first half of 2024!

Pretty flushed by @holybibly

♡ 2 parts, wolf!hwa x rabbit!reader x wolf!joong, a/b/o, smut smut smut, a little dark

Industry baby by @kitten4sannie

♡ mingi x reader x joong, rock band au, cuckold play, bf!mingi and bandmate!joong

Arriba! + Freak! by @teeskzagain

♡ f!reader x joong, yunho, san, woo and mingi, college au, a lot of smut, sex under the influence, ateez are absolute pervs, "the boardgame made us do it"

7 minutes of compensation by @k-hotchoisan

♡ hwa x f!reader x yunho, frat!teez, threesome

in the wings by @sanjoongie

♡ rapppers hwa and joong x f!reader, backstage pass, smut, double penetration, groupie au

Case: It's you by @potatomountain

♡ ot8 x f!reader, e2l, police au, workplace romance, investigative and horny ;)

Inception by @remedyx

♡ a repeat from the last list, but it's sooo good, go check it out!!

The happiest girl in the world by @holybibly

♡ camboy!hwa x f!reader, private call, smut, streamer x fan au

February filth fest 2024 day 13: Uniform by @sanjoongie

♡ new captain!hwa x former captain!reader, mutiny au, scifi, mean dom hwa, humiliation and degradation

February filth fest 2024 day 21: aphrodisiacs/overstim by @sanjoongie

♡ alien!joong x human!reader, alien poison as an aphrodisiac, oviposition

Ugh, as if by @ennysbookstore + Ugh, as if - bonus

♡ punk!joong x f!reader, joong works with leather, cute and hot, joong helps reader overcome insomnia with some good old-fashioned orgasms

Look after you by @mingigoo

♡ musician!joong x nurse!reader, a little angsty, but with a sweet ending, smut

Plug & Play by @bangtanintotheroom

♡ guitarist!joong x f!reader, rock band au, s2l, backstage sex, reader is horny and hongjoong is hot

this ask by @nateezfics

♡ sex with angry joong, bratty reader

Honey and blood by @nateezfics

♡ vampire!joong x maid!reader, dark but sweet, smut with feels

10:11 : féconder by @yeosgoa

♡ assistant!joong x witch!reader, academia au, accidental aphrodisiacs, desperate joong under the influence of a sex potion

cross my heart by @doitforbangchan

♡ brother's best friend!joong x f!reader, dark, yandere joong, he's very manipulative, dubcon/noncon, sex under the influence

February filth fest 2024 day 4: public sex by @sanjoongie

♡ cowboy!san x wise woman!reader, wild west au, san is injured, san is head over heels for reader, save a horse ride a cowboy ;)

no hesitation by @daemour

♡ fratboy!san x f!reader, bff2l, college party au, misunderstandings, fools in love, smut

February filth fest 2024 day 23: breeding kink by @sanjoongie

♡ kitty hybrid!woo x f!reader, rut sex, cumplay, bratty woo

deliver us from evil by @holybibly

♡ priest!woo (or is he???) x f!reader, hierophilia, sacrilege, church sex, very dark, rough sex and humiliation

IT's You by @shinestarhwaa

♡ debate team au, college au, e2l, mean woo, rough sex

Right here by @0097linersb

♡ bff!woo x f!reader, pervy woo who wants to fuck his bff, very sexually frustrated reader

My library | BTS fic recs

[lady-luckk]

original characters:

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ the wolf only needs to find you once

character: yandere wearewolf

synopsis: you should have listened to the villagers and stayed away from the forest, now you're paying the price.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ love twisted into madness

characters: yandere concubine harem

synopsis: you’re the unwilling ruler of a country with obsessive concubines who are trying to kill each other.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ you reap what you sow 𖤓 pt. 1

characters: yandere sugar daddy harem

synopsis: you’ve been dating eight guys all at the same time for they’re money. hopefully they never find out about each other.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ kids are cute, let’s make one 𖤓 pt. 2

characters: yandere sugar daddy harem

synopsis: you’re eight sugar daddies are starting to want more from you. they’re envisioning a future with you. they want something that will chain you to them. what’s more perfect then a child.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ what did you expect? 𖤓 pt. 3

characters: yandere sugar daddy harem

synopsis: eight obsessive lovers think they’re the only one—until their secrets collide. now, you’re trapped between devotion, danger, and the illusion of choice.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ they're just french

character: yandere alien

synopsis: a weird alien comes to town but no one seems to mind. no matter what they absolutely no one minds. it’s like your the only one with common sense around here.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ most prized possession

characters: yandere pirate harem

synopsis: you're a mermaid / merman curious about humans. one day you swim too close to the surface and get captured by an infamous pirate crew. no matter how hard you try, they'll never let you go.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ so like, what’s the wifi password

character: yandere cowboy farmer

synopsis: while making your way to a fun hangout with your friends your car suddenly breaks down. a kind farmer allows you to stay with him until someone can pick you up. but why are the roads weirdly empty?

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ wait what?

character: yandere cowboy farmer

synopsis: while making your way to a fun hangout with your friends your car suddenly breaks down. a kind farmer allows you to stay with him until someone can pick you up. but why are the roads weirdly empty?

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ the accidental cult…

characters: yandere cult harem

synopsis: you accidentally start a cult after a video of you goes viral. they’re weird and obsessive. they won’t ever leave you alone. now you have to deal with them forever.

original character minis:

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ sugar daddy harem bios

characters: yandere sugar daddy harem

synopsis: exactly as the title says. expands more on the personality of the eight weirdos obsessed with you.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ bedazzling the farm

character: yandere cowboy farmer

synopsis: you can’t cook, can’t farm, and nearly lost a toe to an angry rooster—but luckily, you can sew. now you’re stuck on a remote farm with a grumpy, overprotective farmer and a bunch of chaotic animals wearing tiny outfits you made. survival? questionable. fashion? flawless.

dc characters:

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ the starlit streets of gotham

characters: yandere batfam x magical girl reader

synopsis: after meeting a strange cat you suddenly gain magical powers. now gotham has a new hero.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ lights, glitter, action!!!

characters: yandere batfam x magical girl reader

synopsis: you randomly fall out of the sky and into the arms of the batfamily. now you get to experience wacky adventures with them.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ my baby, my baby

character: yandere clark kent x reader

synopsis: clark kent’s love is suffocating, he traps you with his own twisted ideas of protection and care.

kpdh:

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ hungry hearts

characters: saja boys x succubus reader

synopsis: you're succubus that decided to target a demonic idol group, but when they try to trap you, they realize too late—you're the real predator. now they’re the ones obsessed, ruined, and begging for more.

fanart:

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ honey-beeuwu

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ ommikko11

[ozzgin]

A collection of doodles, memes and comics featuring monsters!

Monsters

Reverse octopus hybrid

Chubby Monsters

Octopus Hybrid [Character Design]

Oni Fighter [Character Design]

Wasp Hybrid [Character Design]

Demon Girl Doodle

Slime Girl Suggestive Doodle

Comics

Kraken First Mate x Dumbass Human Captain 1

Kraken First Mate x Dumbass Human Captain 2

Kraken First Mate x Dumbass Human Captain 3

Monster under your bed guide

Big monster, goofy Reader

Shy monster, dominant Reader

Free Ice Cream

Guess the monster fucker

Monster D-Print

Nessie x Reader

Zodiac Type [Werewolf]

Surprise encounter [Monster under your bed]

Work Pest [Ghost Harem]

Special Seat [Dragon Guardian]

Love Letters [Orc Secretary]

Cat Shenanigans [Yandere Cowboy]

Smug Reader [Possessed Cat Demon]

Flower Crown [Donkey Centaur]

Reader Inserts

How to hold your human guide

Crowned Spouse Reader

Reader chilling in a monstrous mouth

Handholding your monster boyfriend

How to lewd a skeleton boyfriend

Monster Birthday Cake [Monster Author]

Monster Picnic [Forest Entity]

Reader with allergies [Forest Entity]

Kindergarten Sign-up [Devil]

Monster Ride [Deer Hybrid]

Centaur Bellyriding

Memes and Misc

Monstermania RAW

Monster Fucker Awards

Monster Fudger Genealogy Tree

Monster fucking would work for me because...

Bruised cervix

Adopt-a-Y/N

Monster!Reader

A monster fucker's thirst

Reader and Aliens

Hucow Barista Husband [Cow Hybrid]

Trying on clothes [Monster Streaming]

[atlasbeanswrites]

Chapter 2

On the ship

Their ships where so much more intracate then any human ship any of us had ever been on. instead of straight edges and defined doors the ship was shaped in an extremely organic way with round doors and hallways with man ridges along the walls and celings. something else of note was how much bigger everything in their ships where. like it made sense with them standing about 8 feet in hight on average but it was still such a jarring thing to see and be walking around in. I felt like a small child again barely able to reach the counters. One of their foot steps was twice as big as ours so as they walked we were practically jogging after them. The captain instructed us to follow him as the rest of the crew split off to do who knows what. He was giving us a tour of the ship concluding at the cockpit and navigation centre.

“You will be pulling your weight around here. This isn’t a free cruise!” His deep voice rumbled with intimidation. Raising an eye brow I crossed my arms looking up at him.

“We are all trained and ready to work. We have been on ships for almost 6 years now. We know what we are doing.” He glared down at me.

“What are you ‘qualified’ to do then?”Synth stepped up first.

“I am mechanic along with my partner” gesturing to Tracker who stepped up with her. The captain nodded his head a little. Clicking some buttons on his watch opening up a door to our left. A yautja walked through.

“This is ka’tauk you to will go with him. He is our mechanic and will be keeping an eye on you.” Tracker and Synth nodded and headed off with the sand-coloured yautja. The captain turned back to us. “And what about you to?”

Ash stepped forward “I am a medic I know human anatomy and a very small amount about yautja anatomy but I am hoping to learn more. Names Ash by the way” the captain gestured down the hall to the opposite way the others had left in.

“3 doors down on the right you will find the med bay Tis’raf will be in there. Go see if you can help out at all.” Once he had left it was just me and the captain. Looking down at me I couldn’t help but shift my weight nervously. While my friends were with me I was safe but now alone with this hulking man I couldn’t help but remember the horrible stories that had been told to me about this species. Taking a deep breath I give a small closed lip smile. Showing your teeth was a sign of aggression for many different species so we had gotten into the habit of not letting our teeth be seen unless among just humans and family.

Not able to stand the quiet any more I spoke up. “I am a pilot sir. I have flown my own ships in the past and been co pilot to many a great man. My call sign is sprout if you want to research my record.” He gave a small nod while thinking before finally spoke.

“You will be with me then! As captain, I am the pilot. You will be my co-pilot but by NO means does this make you second in command understood ?!” I quickly nod my head.

i gave him a quick nod. This satisfied him as I was dismissed to the living quarters we had been shown before. A large room with 8 smaller rooms branching off of them. The doors had been locked and could only be opened with a bio scan. It took a bit of trial and error but I did eventually find my room. Opening the door there was no bed or no bed in the human sense. There was a small pit in the floor filled with pillows and blankets like a nest. There was a desk in the corner of the room along with a dresser built into the wall panels that could be opened with a light touch. Along with other features that would be useful later. Our few belongings had been brought up the rooms. Unpacking i started to decorate and place some of my nicknacks on the desk. All moments from past adventures.

I loud thud came from my door. "SPROUT THIS IS YOUR ROOM RIGHT?!!!!" tracker yelled through the door.

"YAAAA" getting up I walked towards the door. The minute it opened Tracker, Synth, and Ash let themselves in closing the door behind them. We all ended up sitting on my bed eating the instant make meals that were accessible within one of the panels on the wall.

"Apparently they don't eat communally." Synth said reading off of a holo board. "it has something to do with it being a vulnerability but it says that they do it around family so who knows."

"I mean at least we get easy access to food and honestly it isn't half bad," I say taking a bite out of my synthesized sandwich.

As we continued to eat and hang out the soft rumbling of the ship started to get a bit loader.

"We are probably gonna take off soon" Ash noted

"Ya my guess is a PA system type thing or whatever high-tech thing they have on this ship will call us" Tracker pointed out

"true," I and then Synth said

"Probably" Unbanouce to us the Yautja had realized that they ship-wide broadcasting system was only able to be understood by them because it would translate to any of the human languages and as they tested it the Translator's watches wasn't picking up the sounds. This sent them in a search for the humans but when Ka'tauk and Tis'raf couldn't find their respective humans by knocking on their assigned bedroom doors it kind of sent the ship into a panic.

Where had their Humans gone??

Authors note:

Hi, ya'll. I hope you enjoyed that chapter. the next chapter is going to be in the captain's POV. Something that hasn't been clarified in the story YET is that Tracker, Sprout, Ash, and Synth are not their real names. these are just nicknames and call signs they got previously. Hope y'all are Enjoying this cause I am having fun writing it!!!!

-Love Atlas <3

more chapters found here...

[yanderedrabbles]

My list of ideas, requests and fics that you can expect soon.

Yandere Roommates [dubcon] With your boss mysteriously firing you and your job applications getting lost in the mail, it's no surprise that you can't afford rent this month. Lucky for you, your roommates have a very generous offer.

Yandere Wild West Sheriff: Ain't you just the sweetest lil thing?

Yandere Dictator:  He's a high ranking member of the ruling party, with all the wealth and power denied to the working class. And when he says he wants you, that's exactly what he gets.

Dairy of a Vampire:  You've found a strange book in your husband's library, and on closer inspection, realise every entry is all about you. [Sequel to Letters from a Yandere Vampire]

Yandere Aztec Warrior x Āhuiyani Reader:  His body is sworn to war and yours to pleasure. How strange, that you find comfort in each other.

Yandere Sugar Baby:  It's not uncommon for a wealthy, older woman to take a younger lover. But the way he looks at you isn't normal at all.

Yandere Witch Hunter x Witch Reader: In a last ditch effort to save yourself from execution, you cast a love spell on the town's witch hunter.

Yandere Aliens [noncon] Human women are the most prized slaves in the galaxy, and when your ship crashes on an unknown planet, it's inhabitants are keen to find out why.

Yandere Southern Gothic Cowboy: He doesn't come to church and you never see him out in the sun. Who exactly is this stranger?

Yandere Rockstar: He's a rockstar punk who wants to fight the whole damn world. But all his songs seem to be about one special person.

Yandere Dragon x Princess Reader: This fairytale isn't what you expect.

Yandere Slasher [noncon] With all your friends dead and no way to escape, you offer the killer something else in exchange for your life.

Yandere Ex-boyfriend [noncon] You wake up to a ship over five hundred million kilometres away from your home planet and an ex desperate to prove his love.

Yandere Pirate x Mermaid Reader: You've seen her time and time again, leaning against the stern and staring out at the horizon. She always seems so melancholic. Maybe a song will help?

Yandere Soulmate: So what if you don't always get along? So what if he leaves bruises on bad days? You're meant to be his and he's not letting you go.

Yandere Firefighter: You owe him your life. Aren't you going to repay that debt?

Yandere Stripper: Beautiful, confident, deadly. When she says she wants you, she won't take no for an answer.

Devil Dogs always bite: A green card marriage to a US Marine ends badly. [omegaverse]

Yandere Harpy: Didn't your mother warn you that birds like shiny things?

Yandere Carnie: The only redeemable part of spending holidays with your distant and erratic father is the amusement park. You've loved it since you were a kid, but sinister disappearances and mysterious letters lead you to believe the carnival isn't quite as fun as it seems.

[Requested by @/saltyearthquakedeer and based on Stephen King's Joyland]

[beabatiny]

𓇼 𝘈𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘻 𝘍𝘪𝘤 𝘙𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘌𝘱.𝘌𝘭𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𓇼 𓆞 𝘔𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘴 𓆞 𓇼 𝘔𝘪𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘴/𝘈𝘨𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴/𝘉𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘉𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𓇼 𓇼 𝘰𝘵8/𝘮𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘪𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘴 𓇼 𓈒𓏸 07:30 pm - @woncon idol!poly!yunwoosan x gn!reader (timestamp) 𓈒𓏸 𓆞 08:00 - @mimikittysblog husband!poly!yunsan x wife!reader (timestamp) 𓆞 𓈒𓏸 21:40 - @mimikittysblog poly!ot8 x reader (timestamp) 𓈒𓏸 𓈒𓏸 23:55 - @mimikittysblog poly!ot8 x reader (timestamp) 𓈒𓏸 𓆞 Alien In My Living Room - @potatomountain alien!hongjoong x reader x cowboy!san (one-shot) 𓆞 𓇼 𝘬𝘪𝘮 𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘫𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘨 𓇼 𓈒𓏸 [ 20.08 ] - @yizhou-time mafia!hongjoong x reader (timestamp) 𓈒𓏸 𓈒𓏸 A Little Friendly Competition - @snwusberry dad!hongjoong x mom!reader (one-shot) 𓈒𓏸 𓈒𓏸 A Momma’s Boy - @acciocriativity idol!hongjoong x reader (one-shot) 𓈒𓏸 𓆞 After School Discipline [Part One] [Part Two] - @wwooyology professor!hongjoong x reader (two-parts) 𓆞 𓈒𓏸 Beginning Of The End [Part One] [Part Two] - @yeomongi bf!hongjoong x reader (two-parts) 𓈒𓏸 𓇼 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘬 𝘴𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘩𝘸𝘢 𓇼 𓈒𓏸 Cherry Lemons [Part One] [Part Two] - @altxrrmelancholy biker!seonghwa x reader (two-parts) 𓈒𓏸 𓆞 Corrupted Thoughts - @planet-hwa roommate!seonghwa x reader (one-shot) 𓆞 𓈒𓏸 Embarrassingly Cute - @xuchiya non-idol!seonghwa x reader (one-shot) 𓈒𓏸 𓆞 Head Over Heels - @iannmin heel obsessed!seonghwa x reader (one-shot) 𓆞 𓆞 Hot Chocolate - @sugawhaaa bf!seonghwa x reader (one-shot) 𓆞 𓇼 𝘫𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘶𝘯𝘩𝘰 𓇼 𓈒𓏸 [1:15 pm] - @yuyusgirlie husband!yunho x wife!reader (timestamp) 𓈒𓏸 𓈒𓏸 2U - @joongieology non-idol!yunho x reader (one-shot) 𓈒𓏸 𓈒𓏸 A Funfair Date - @mysteriousrainsworld bf!yunho x gf!reader (one-shot) 𓈒𓏸 𓆞 Bad Girl Syndrome - @hotteokyu outlaw!yunho x outlaw!reader (one-shot) 𓆞 𓆞 Bodyguard!Yunho & Spoiled Nepobaby!Reader | Bodyguard!Yunho Puts You In Your Place - @seobinghard bodyguard!yunho x nepobaby!reader (two-parts) 𓆞

𓇼 𝘬𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘦𝘰𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘨 𓇼 𓆞 12:05am - @planet-hwa bf!yeosang x reader (timestamp) 𓆞 𓈒𓏸 Birthday - @sweetiesicheng bf!yeosang x reader (one-shot) 𓈒𓏸 𓈒𓏸 Die With A Smile - @koyagifs non-idol!yeosang x reader ft.seonghwa (one-shot) 𓈒𓏸 𓆞 Hidden in Polaroid: His Secrets, Her Obsession - @champagnecherryblossom idol!yeosang x reader (one-shot) 𓆞 𓆞 How Quick Things Can Change… - @hee0soo serial killer!yeosang x reader (one-shot) 𓆞 𓇼 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘪 𝘴𝘢𝘯 𓇼 𓈒𓏸 A Goodfella's Moondance - @itstheghostofmypast husband!mafia!san x wife!reader (one-shot) 𓈒𓏸 𓈒𓏸 Echos Of Fame - @scoupsakakitty idol!san x idol!reader (one-shot) 𓈒𓏸 𓆞 Glowing Caverns - @wwooyology lifeguard!san x reader (one-shot) 𓆞 𓆞 Honey, Baby - @i-like-loserz husband!san x wife!reader (one-shot) 𓆞 𓈒𓏸 I'm Okay! Gwenchana! - @itstheghostofmypast husband!non-idol!san x wife!reader (one-shot) 𓈒𓏸 𓇼 𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘪 𓇼 𓈒𓏸 Finals Week - @yeomongi bf!mingi x reader (one-shot) 𓈒𓏸 𓈒𓏸 Raving With Best Friend ! Mingi - @seobinghard best friend!mingi x reader (drabble) 𓈒𓏸 𓈒𓏸 Unfair Nostalgia - @xuchiya ex-husband!mingi x ex-wife!reader (one-shot) 𓈒𓏸 𓆞 You Gonna Pick Up The Phone? - @outlawinthisworld1117 neighbor crushl!mingi x reader (one-shot) 𓆞 𓆞 Your Little Monster - @bvidzsoo mafia heir!mingi x reader (one-shot) 𓆞 𓇼 𝘫𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘰𝘰𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨 𓇼 𓈒𓏸 [11:59 pm] - @m1ngkis wooyoung x reader (timestamp) 𓈒𓏸 𓆞 A Road Trip - @littlefireball bf!wooyoung x gf!reader (one-shot) 𓆞 𓆞 Blistering Heat - @wwooyology fox hybrid!wooyoung x reader (one-shot) 𓆞 𓈒𓏸 Chosen Appa - @dancinglikebutterflywings best friend!wooyoung x single mom!reader (one-shot) 𓈒𓏸 𓈒𓏸 Cookies For Santa - @snwusberry dad!wooyoung x mom!reader (one-shot) 𓈒𓏸 𓇼 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘪 𝘫𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘩𝘰 𓇼 𓈒𓏸 Blood Stained Words - @dae-chwiita non-idol!jongho x reader (one-shot) 𓈒𓏸 𓈒𓏸 Jongho As Your Boyfriend's Best Friend - @haechanhues non-idol!jongho x reader (texts) 𓈒𓏸 𓈒𓏸 Ornament Odyssey - @lilacmingi santa!jongho x reader (one-shot) 𓈒𓏸 𓈒𓏸 Soft Cheeks, Softer Hearts - @xuchiya bf!jongho x gf!reader (one-shot) 𓈒𓏸 𓆞 Tension & Release - @yeomongi bf!jongho x reader (one-shot) 𓆞