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[azureemerald]

So, years ago in the Skyrim kink meme, there was this prompt that was essentially a hunter being so isolated from civilization that he had never met a woman and didn’t know what to do when he came across one, but was constantly aroused by her. I don’t know if it ever got filled, but the idea has stuck with me ever since.

A man who had been living isolated out in the wilderness for so long, he had never met a woman before (besides his mother). Set in a vague time period where hunting is part of survival for many.

He comes across an unconscious woman on his way back from a hunt and brings her to his cabin. Maybe she got lost or was running from something or someone. She isn’t helpless, just a bit out of her element here.

I think it’s a fun au and Simon Riley would fit into that gruff, survivalist hunter role. I had written a sort of rough outline for a story that I’ve been refining and tweaking a bit. Actual story is still in the works as I’m still planning out how I want it to go.

NSFW ahead, given the au was basically made for smut.

*—-> ahead is: breeding kink, m x f, p in v, fem reader, pregnancy mentioned, mentions of abuse and implied forced animal cruelty(Simon’s dad was a prick), Simon unaware of boundaries and social norms

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Wildman Simon au idea

Simon Riley, a name he hadn’t heard in a long time. The few people that encounter him call him “Ghost”, a name that perpetuated from the few survivors that managed to escape his wrath. Territorial like a wolf, Ghost attacks any that get too close to his home, but chooses to remain hidden when hunting further from his territory.

He was raised by his father alone in a single room cabin, separated from his mother and brother at a young age. Cabin was a generous word for it. His father was abusive and cruel, forcing Simon to do horrible things to animals, in order to “become a man”. His father was eventually killed by a wild animal while they were hunting, and Simon did not try to intervene.

His upbringing left him with little social skills, not aware or understanding of social norms and boundaries. Not that he cares to interact with anyone, preferring to follow animalistic habits he learned by observing local wildlife. He is curious about his kind though, wondering about the life he was forced to leave behind so long ago. He’ll quietly observe hunters in their camps, watching the way they interact with each other, how they move, their tools and their clothing.

He makes his own clothing, taken from the hides of the animals he hunts. He makes almost everything else he needs as well, with a few exceptions. If he sees something on the body of a fallen hunter or left behind at a recently abandoned camp that he finds useful, he’ll take it. Usually it’s tools, as he seems to be much too large to fit most of their clothing.

He adopted a wolf pup some time ago, raising and naming it Riley to feel connected to his family again.

He’s never met a female of his species, save for his own mother, but he can’t remember what she looked like. Having observed the wildlife for so long, he understands the concept of reproduction, but not the mechanisms of his species. He understands his own anatomy to an extent, having stroked himself when the need arose.

So when he finally comes across what he believes to be a female of his species, he is completely overwhelmed.

Riley already considers her part of the pack, instinctively understanding she isn’t a threat. The wolf would curl up on the cabin floor beside the shoddily made bed she lay on, while Simon brooded over her.

Simon is fascinated and infatuated with her. He finds himself wanting to learn from her, making himself pliable to her whims. It’s not entirely innocent, as he is frequently aroused by her, loving the softness of her skin and curves of her body. A contrast to the hard muscle of his own and the rough skin from surviving the wilderness.

He often tries to initiate sex, not understanding of the why, if she rejects his advances. In his mind, he is a virile male who can provide for his female and is thus a perfect mating partner. He likes the idea that he and “his female” are a mated pair, bonded for life. One of his favorite animals to watch are the swans, as they mate for life and the families stick close until the babies are ready to be on their own.

If she does return his affection and accepts his advances, it’s a mix of animalistic, exploratory and gentle. He lets her guide him at first, learning the ropes and absorbing every little detail. He becomes completely enthralled by the reactions he gets from her when he stimulates certain areas. The hidden little appendage under that thin bit of skin between her legs is his favorite, just from how responsive she was when he played with it. It was easy to make sure she was ready for him when all he had to do was lower his mouth on those petal-like folds. He wouldn’t have even thought of doing that had she not shown him.

And when he enters her for the first time, it’s like nothing he’s ever imagined. His hand could never be enough again. Warm, wet, tight, and accompanied by her sounds and squirming underneath him. He watches her face and movements closely, addicted to the sight, sound and feeling of her already.

He’s almost insatiable from then on. Mounting her from behind and taking up a relentless pace, or folding her legs over his shoulders outside in the grass. Images of all the wildlife roaming around the wilderness with their young flash in his mind. The swans he’d seen looking after their cygnets together, wolfpacks and their pups. Maybe even memories of his mother, loving and kind, doing everything she could to protect him and his brother from their father.

His female, his mate, would make a good mother, he thinks. Patient and kind, smart and resourceful, as he’d seen in the months he’d spent with her here at his cabin. Their pups would be well cared for, loved and protected. Simon would never be like his father, would never torment or force his offspring to do things they never wanted to do. They would be taught how to survive, but more importantly, how to live.

And when his mate starts to sport a swollen belly under the hide dress he made for her, he is already starting on making things for the incoming little one. A carrier, to start with, for him and his mate each. A crib, like the one he vaguely remembered his mother once used for his little brother, and other things he thinks they would need as it came to mind.

His mate, Riley and their growing little one, were now part of a family, something he’d been missing for a long time now.

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Still a work in progress, but I wanted to share it. I’ve seen similar AUs that I adore but not quite like that original prompt.

But if you know of any stories or imagines that are close, I’m a little gremlin for em.

[azureemerald]

I’ve been lurking here for a long time.

Now I’m thinking of putting my writing and ideas out there.

I’m not a great writer, my attention span is like a pinball machine, but I have a lot of ideas that I have and haven’t seen expanded upon.

And I’d like to add my own thoughts to the digital pile.

Some Fandoms I’ve been passively apart for years:

Star Wars: Mostly the Clone Wars. I love my clone men, and they deserve better. This includes Boba. I also like the mandalorian armor, but it depends on who’s wearing it. EU Jango was the best.

COD Modern Warfare is more recent. I never liked cod in the past, mostly because of the player base. I was reluctant at first, but masked men have always been my weakness.

Transformers on and off. The Prime tv series is my favorite. I check out other series and comics every once in a while, but I’m not an expert or anything.

Mass Effect is my shit, but I cannot physically stray far from my own personal choices in game. I watch others do renegade shenanigans but it’s mostly paragon for me. And Garrus of course. You have no idea how happy I was to find out you could romance an alien that wasn’t just a blue human. (Sorry Liara)

Dragon age origins is the same as Mass Effect. I even tried other origin races and still somehow always accidentally maxed with Alistair. I wasn’t even trying to, I was going for Leliana those few times. Alistair is my husband across all playthroughs I guess. I cannot play any differently now, it’s just weird.

Fire Emblem, depends on the game. Like most, I found it through smash bros, so Tellius is my favorite, I need more Zelgius and Black Knight in Feh. I got his latest legendary but I want mooooore. Three Houses was great, a little lacking in certain areas storywise, but I’ve never played the other game to see if they filled in some of the blanks. Blue Lion route is my go to. Awakening was pretty great.

Stardew Valley, Leah is my wife. I added the Mando and Grogu mod but only in certain playthroughs do I actually marry Mando.

Fallout, I am a certified ghoul fucker. First was Charon, and then Hancock who has been in the back of my mind for ten years now. I only like Danse when I play a particular character.

Elder scrolls, mostly Argonians. I have a male argonian that I play on ESO. If Derkeethus would stop running away, I would have picked him in Skyrim. Thank Todd we got Scouts and Shahvee as alternatives, I feel bad for the Khajit lovers. Argonian Nerevar is just poetic. (I also like the werewolf twins)

One Piece, though on and off. I hadn’t seen the anime since I was a teen and just got back into it after seeing how far it’s come. I used to be a Zoro fan when I was younger, but now that I’m a bit older I prefer Mihawk. Still catching up.

Coral Island, where I finally learned the meaning of bisexual panic. I don’t have a singular character that I like more than everyone else. Macy, Suki, Alice, Raphael, Chaem, Zarah, Merpeople. I can’t decide.

I’m just going to group these under their own category.

Ghostface

Nemesis (Resident Evil)

Pyramid Head

Some of the Og Dbd killers (trapper, the knight)

Yautja characters (I like OCs as well as canon. I’ve seen some pretty great ones over the years.)

Kakashi, but I hate what he’s in. I just like masked characters.

This isn’t all of the things I’m interested in, but it’s a good start. Mostly, I just wanted to introduce myself, find people with similar interests and just stop hiding. I have another separate blog tied to my small business and that helped to put myself out there, but I wanted something just for my thoughts and writing. Some of which are filthy but usually accompanied by genuine affection for and by my comfort characters.

I will mostly be doing x reader or x oc type stuff, mixed with some random thought bubbles. Maybe a little inconsistently, but I’ll try.