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#please please please please

#predator

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Fuck my master’s degree, how do I apply for this job???

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My interpretation, I’m not great at Yautja heads. Ocs belong to @xoxunhinged from their amazing fic https://archiveofourown.org/works/65926030/chapters/169840519

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Hi 👋😆 Love you Predator artwork! Do you also like Garus from Mass Effect? (He has mandibles 🤭)

Thank you! Honestly, I’m not extremely familiar with him other than fanart. But given time, I can lean to ‘like’ anything😉

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Trapped (yautja x human)

Part 1

[Silly little prompt]

Read Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 💚

You’ve been assigned as a biologist to an extremely remote location.

You took the job because you needed the money, and you didn’t question the oddly high salary they offered.

It didn’t take long to realize the truth: you were there to study and collect samples from alien lifeforms such as yautjas and xenomorphs.

The catch behind the generous paycheck became obvious… you could be killed at any moment while working.

At least the aliens were unconscious during your examinations, but there was always the slim, terrifying chance they might wake up and eviscerate you.

You stuck to a strict schedule, never missing a second. A tiny delay in your work could mean your death.

One day, while working on a xenomorph, the facility alarm blared through the room. The doors slammed shut, completely locking you in.

You didn’t even know what to panic about first: the fact that you were now trapped with a deadly alien… or the reason the lockdown had triggered in the first place.

What could’ve possibly escaped that made the entire facility seal itself off?

Seconds dragged like hours as your shaking hands fumbled with the manual override.

You finally got the door halfway open, only to find yourself face to face with another alien. One you recognized.

Its mandibles clicked as it tilted its head at you in a strange, almost curious motion.

Your mouth went dry as you stared. You remembered all the times you’d examined this particular yautja, speaking softly to yourself while studying its body.

“Please, don’t,” you whispered, raising your hands in surrender, trying to make yourself look as small as possible.

The yautja just stared, its head tilting slightly again, studying you.

Maybe it recognized your voice, all those hours you spoke aloud while working.

A deep, rumbling purr built in its chest. You blinked, stunned.

Then, in a flash, it shoved you aside—just in time.

The xenomorph behind you lunged, missing you by inches.

The yautja caught it mid-air, gripping it tightly. Their battle had begun-

and you had nowhere to run.

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Too big?! Nah…

Too big but had one of the “hotter” faces

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Sorry to my new followers… This is what I mostly draw 🙃

He’s thinking she’s such a nerd. She’s so easy to bully.

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HIIII!!!!! I’m gonna be going through your blog and liking everything! I hope you’re reading for the storm!!

Shit. Please don’t 🥲 my old stuff is bad

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Full and alts on my x

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Just want you to know how amazing your art is, we’ve been collectively gushing over it for days.

Thank you! It’s actually kind of intimidating to have that many eyes on it 😳

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Do you take commissions by any chance? I love your work!!!

Sometimes, it depends what you want. Thank you so much 😊

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This is so freaking awesome.

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Small human is soft

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Preview. I don’t know the rules about posting spicy art and I can’t figure out how to add a content warning so a cropped it. I’ll look it up tomorrow I’m so tired. Ill post full on Twitter I mean x

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For head pats of course

This ooman is not for fighting

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This ooman is not for fighting

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Daddy. Wip