#m!alien x gn!reader

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m!Alien x gn!reader part 2

Made out story about gn!reader living with an extraterrestrial after it's not safe anymore to live on Earth. Gradually, they get to know each other's races and become closer... A walk through the city and a new sound that Lissinlaciss can make await you. This part contains a bit of an intimacy at the end (hehe). Before reading, make sure to check the first part.

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The soft material hugged your body, creating a pleasant warmth. Your head was buried in an even softer pillow. The room was dark, but white light shone into it from around the corner.

A distant deep voice woke you from your dreams, calm, steady, soothing. The sound that had put you to sleep was no longer audible, you didn't even know when it had stopped. Your eyelids felt heavy, you tried to blink your eyes. Your attention turned to that voice. Without having a translator on, you heard Lissin's natural voice.

He spoke as if he was consulting with someone, but only his voice could be heard. Could it be that he was on the phone? Or a different device? Your eyes were already open so you sat up in the bed, wondering what he was talking about. You shouldn't eavesdrop on someone else's conversation, but your curiosity was cruelly strong. You put your translator to your ear and began to listen more closely to how his voice changed and rose an octave.

„Yes, of course I tried... That too." The voice he spoke in sounded worried. „We've already tried the physical examination, you didn't find anything five times... Please don't joke, I need to solve this." Slowly you climbed out of bed and carefully peeked out from where the door would have been.

In the opposite room, Lissin sat in his dentist-like chair. A hologram appearing in front of him, depicting the head of another extraterrestrial, but you couldn't see the details, it was too far away. The audio must have been spatially limited if you couldn't hear the other person.

„I'm going to get there myself. Glory in diversity." And with that, he ended the call as he stood up. You hid behind the wall so he wouldn't notice you. Before you could notice his tall shadow, the lights in your room turned on. You were a little startled, at first you thought you had done it by mistake, but then you raised your head and saw your blue roommate looking down at you with a smile.

„I wish you good morning, Y/N~" His previously sad voice turned into a cheerful one. „Ahh, yes.. Good morning, Lissin." The nervousness that danced throughout your body couldn't be chased away. „You know, you could have come out when you woke up."

„...Mm.. didn't want to bother you, you looked busy." These words were true. „Besides, I'm awake for barely two minutes." you confessed. „And are you hungry yet? The breakfast is ready."

The walk down the hall to the kitchen was quiet. When you sat down at the table and on the cushion that was part of the floor, Lissin started the conversation again.

„Was your sleep acceptable?" As he tapped on the wall above the kitchen counter, he wasn't looking at you. „I slept absolutely wonderfully, the bed is soft and the blanket and pillows are pleasant to the touch." „I'm so glad you fell asleep without any problems." He was carrying something that looked like grissini towards you.

He placed them on the table in front of you and sat down next to you, in the same place as the day before. You thanked him for the food and tasted one... stick-like grissini. It was a little hard, it tasted like herbs. "It tastes good, what's it called?" "It's called 'Pherr' here." Your translator didn't know the appropriate expression for that word, he said it in his original voice.

You repeated the name to remember it better and continued eating. Lissinlaciss watched you, his head resting on his palm. He studied you with his eyes, a smile forming on his lips. When your eyes met, he began to look away inconspicuously. "You're not going to have breakfast?" you asked confused. "..I already had breakfast." Lissin stated as he got up from his seat.

An interestingly twisted, dark-colored mug protruded from the white wall. He held it against a shelf at his eye level until a mist began to flow into it, turning to liquid inside the mug. Mouthful, you watched him the whole time until he sat down again and placed the mug on the table in front of you.

„You might have a dry mouth after breakfast, this has vitamins with minerals and water, it should hydrate you enough." 'How noble from him.' your inner voice spoke. „Thank you, Lissin." He still didn't take his eyes off of you, and the room was again uncomfortably silent. A few questions were wandering through your head, you were going to use them to drive away the silence.

„When you say words that the translator can't translate, I hear your original voice." Lissinlaciss turned his head to the side and you continued. „It's deeper." He shifted a little in his seat, probably hesitating, not knowing how to respond. „I just wanted to ask, if I say something that your translator can't translate, does my voice change too?"

„N-no... Your voice and tone don't change." You were satisfied with his answer and took another bite of your food. „I had no idea you heard my voice differently in translation mode." Mixed feelings were visible on his face, slightly closed eyes were looking straight ahead and the corners of his lips were lower than usual.

Swallowing your food you began to comfort him out of compassion. „Hey, no need to be upset." He looked down at you, because of his height. „I'm just sorry that when we first met, you associated my face with a voice that wasn't mine." It seemed important to him. You stroked his light blue hand with gentle movements, which helped calm his tension.

The sound that came from his chest was like the purr of a big cat, deep and harsh. He jerked his hand away from yours and squeezed his long neck to stop the sound. His cheeks turned a purplish pink and his eyes darted in all directions. A smile escaped your lips, even though you were very surprised. You didn't expect someone like Lissin to be able to purr. „You weren't supposed to hear that." He spoke in a low voice.

„Does everyone of your race purr?" „Purr? What's a purr?.. Do you mean... ehm- the sound I made?" He spoke softly, almost inaudible. „How do you call it then?" „...It's Ér." „Hmm, Ér-ing sounds like purring." „I see."

Your conversation continued with you telling him about cats purring when they are happy and he confirmed that Ér-ing has similar triggering processes, triggered by strong positive emotions. You tried not to tease of Lissin, but a few giggles escaped you here and there.

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„I need to go somewhere in a moment, Y/N." Lissin said as he showed you how to clean your teeth. „Could I please come with you?" You pleaded him. „It's about 12 kimmer, which is about 20 minutes, do you really want to go?" You were intrigued by his deep voice again. By human standards, his voice was almost attractive. „...Y/N?" „Ah, yes! I am sure."

You rummaged through your wardrobe for a good ten minutes before deciding on an outfit. The weather was steady outside, the temperature wasn't a problem. You liked the loose pants, tight at the ankles, and you wore a top with the texture of a leaf, but the material was a pleasant silk. So far, you haven't touched anything your fingers didn't like.

As you stepped out into the hallway, you saw Lissin in his usual white clothes. Loincloth with a collar covering his chest and shoulders, as you learned, cultural clothing. He looked away from the hologram projected on his hand, towards your small figure.

Whenever he saw you, the corners of his lips lifted up. „This outfit suits you, Y/N." Stated Lissin, inserting the bracelet that was the source of the hologram into a hole in the rubber that held his loincloth.

By placing the back of his hand on the opposite wall, it dissolved pixel by pixel. The moving platform took you both down, you went outside and the view of the surroundings was still mesmerizing, even though you have already seen it.

„What types of transportation do you people use?" Lissin looked down at you, with his usual smile. Rising your head, you answered him. „Most often cars, four-wheeled vehicles that can accommodate two to five people."

„Such a small amount? Here we have mass transit, it carries up to four hundred individuals." He was surprised. „Yes, on Earth there is... well, there used to be... also urban transportation. Buses, trains, trams, metros, and so on were used." „I don't know any of the names, but urban transportation would probably be the same as the mass one."

„So, what will get us there?" „Ahn." His untranslated voice sounds very poetic. „Ahn, right... Looking forward to see what an Ahn is." „It's a mass transit." „Yes, I am aware, just curious how it will look like."

You walked together through a few streets that weren't crowded with a lot of people. It was quiet everywhere. Everyone you passed gave you nice welcoming smiles, which you returned.

The entire city was white, with pale colored areas that decorated everything. It didn't seem boring, you would describe it as an elegant style of architecture. Most of the buildings and structures were simple, but with their own charm. The further you went, the more interesting and complex the structures became. Richer, more expressive. You started to meet more people, but the noise didn't increase.

You saw things so unfamiliar that you didn't even bother to ask what they were or meant, they looked so complicated, yet so beautiful. You couldn't tell what was useful and what was decorative.

You started to chuckle when you saw a white, hovering tram about a meter above the ground, it was enormous. He was certainly right when he said four hundred people would fit in there. „So ahn's a tram." „Is it really similar?" Lissin questioned. „It looks the same, except the size and... lack of windows." „That's interesting, at least you won't be so afraid of the unknown."

The same principle of entry worked on Ahn as in your apartment. Pixel by pixel, gates were displayed with empty spaces inside. Ramps rose from the ground, attaching to the gates. Below the ramps stood beings of various races, wearing same white uniforms with yellow ornaments and black parts.

People were crowding around to get in. They were all taller than you, so you couldn't see much. Finally your turn came. „I greet you." The voice of a tall purple lady with four slanted eyes was very pleasant, she smiled sweetly and extended her hand towards you. Lissin held the back of his hand against hers before a soft beep was heard, God knows from where.

Then Lissin placed his palm on your back and spoke. „This is my companion, Y/N. A newcomer to our city." The lady lowered her head and asked you; „Is this your first time traveling with Ahn?" You stammered yes, meanwhile Lissin's hand began to slightly rise from your back to the back of your neck.

„I'll scan your identification code, which is on the back of your neck. You don't have to worry about anything, it won't hurt you." You were so glad that everyone was so nice to you and told you step by step what was going to happen so that you would be in the know. Lissin gently lifted your hair with his already prepared hand and the woman lightly placed the back of her hand on your code. You found out that the beeping was coming from her hand. "Everything is fine, you can board. Glory in diversity." „Thank you, glory on diversity." repeated Lissin.

Ahn looked just like a human tram. From the outside. Tensing up, you looked around the huge space. White spaces with gold details and decoration. There were lifting platforms along the walls, wider than the the one in the hallway in the building where you now lived. The time period the platforms stayed on one of the three floors was about ten seconds. Within four seconds, it moved with people to the higher floors, and the process was repeated downwards. The platform had no railings, everyone got on and off it with ease as if it was an escalator. Escalators, however, have railings. You can't hold on to anything here.

„Come on, let's go up to make room for the others who will be boarding." Your pale blue friend urged you and walked with you to one of the platforms. You stepped on it with another group of diverse people. You were the only one who was as stiff as a pillar, sweat dripping down your forehead with nervousness. Mentally, you counted the seconds until the platform was supposed to rise. Your body moved against your will and you ran off the platform. "No, I can't!" You raised your voice and hugged yourself.

Lissin stepped off from the platform at the last half second, which rose up with the group of people. He was completely calm, not a drop of adrenaline in his body. "What's wrong, Y/N?" He sounded worried and a little confused.

„I apologize.. But those platforms are.. they're..." Lissin knelt down in front of you so he could be at your level and see into your downcast eyes. „Those platforms work on the same principle as the ones by our apartment." „But these are so fast!" You argued in fear. Lissin glanced over his shoulder and watched their speed. After thinking deeply he offered a solution. "Hey, what if I held you? Would you still be scared?"

You swallowed your saliva and looked back at the platforms. Looking back at Lissin, you saw your frightened expression glistening in his large eyes. 'I'll be brave. I'll climb onto that platform.' your inner voice screamed. „We can.. t-try." „Excellent!"

He opened his arms and waited for you to come closer to him by yourself. You kept your arms crossed over your chest while Lissin carefully grabbed you below your knees and lifted you up in his arms. The height at which he held you gave you courage, even though you felt like a small child in his arms. But safe.

He waited with another group of people for one of the platforms to return. Then stepped onto it and gently pressed you closer to him with his free hand to secure you. It was true, you felt much better being so close to him. As the platform moved rapidly all of a sudden, you threw your arms around his strong neck in shock. Lissin didn't flinch, he leaned his head closer to you and whispered; „You're safe, I'm holding you and I won't let go."

On the second floor, a few people got off. You raised your head a little and looked around. The floor was a little fuller, you heard more voices, your translator recorded almost all of them, it sounded like your language, but when you heard another, unknown language, it immediately changed back to yours when you started to focus on it. Interesting how that translator worked. Losing your attention you got scared again when the platform started to move once more.

You would give anything for this place to have stairs. „We're almost there." Lissin reassured you, looking down at your small figure. As soon as the platform stopped at its final destination, Lissin stepped off with sweet words of praise.

„I read that humans are very courageous organisms, I didn't believe I would see it with my own eyes." It sounded a bit farfetched, but your chest finally stopped trembling. „That's the cheesiest thing you could have said." „Did it help?" Smug face like his made you smile, answering his question. The top floor was more illuminated, with light shining inward in some places in the shape of hexagons.

Lissin walked with you to a wall and placed the back of his hand on it. The space around you became limited and the pixels created blurry walls that cut you off from the others. „Tap twice." He encouraged you. „Sorry, what?" „Tap twice, like when you want to turn a light on." Lissin repeated himself. You extended your index finger and lightly tapped the wall. The hexagon displayed a moving cityscape at high speed, there was a barrier between ahn and the outside, clearer than glass.. „Ahn is already moving?" You asked confused, Lissin nodding.

You felt no vibration, no engine was heard, no sign of movement like there was with the classic means of transportation you knew. It could be compared to an airplane. From the beautiful view you turned your head towards Lissin.

You caught him staring at you with wonder in his eyes. Despite the icy color of his iris, his gaze was warm. Time stopped as he stood there with you in his arms as if there weren’t two hundred other people behind the blurred walls.

Your moment was interrupted by the light from outside, blinding your extraterrestrial. Realization fell upon you faster than the falling platforms in Ahn, and your cheeks turned red. Lissin ran his finger along the wall twice, two seats appeared, facing each other like on a train. He carefully sat you down on one of them before sitting down on his own.

„Except for the platforms... it's really nice here." You admitted it out loud. „Better than a tram?" „Obviously! There are always a lot of loud people on the tram who look at you as if you've done something to them, even though they don't know you at all. And the tram is smaller. When it's moving, everything shakes inside, I often felt sick to my stomach." „The tram really sounds like an unpleasant way to get around. Not that I don't appreciate the things that are here, but I'm very happy with everything that is available here now."

Lissin explained to you how Ahn works; that it moves on the basis of antigravity, therefore it does not touch the ground, that it travels to the center of the city in a single spiral. This gave him the opportunity to tell you the information that the city is built in a circle and that in the center are the largest companies, hospitals, something like an employment office, schools, industries and most importantly - shopping centers.

You were also interested in how does controlling almost everything with the back of their hands work. „It's an implanted device that carries personal information: name, address, race, health status, everything." „I noticed that you're making the wall in our apartment disappear with it too. Are you the only one who can do that?" you kept asking.

„Everything can be set individually. No one can enter our apartment without the key information stored in the back of my hand." „So if someone theoretically cut off your hand, they could get in?" With an anxious expression, Lissin gulped, however answered your question.

„Uhh... No, the implant of mine responds to my nervous system; if blood stopped flowing to it, the device would stop working." „Woah.." Your hand wandered to the back of your neck. „And would you know what my code contains?" Smiling, Lissin took the bracelet from his pocket, put it on his hand and it connected with his seven fingers. „I would actually."

With a few graceful movements of his fingers, he controlled the hologram device. You were mesmerized, it looked like he was playing the piano. Then he turned the back of his hand down, causing the hologram to project above his palm. With a twist of his thumb, he turned the projection so you could see it. It was already translated into your language.

• Name: Y/N L/N

• Age: [your age]

• Gender: [your gender]

• address/place of residence: 712 Kijenji /275 Lss

• Family status: orphan, no siblings

• Protector: Lissinlaciss

• Birth planet: Earth

• Authorization: [in progress]

• Credit: none

• Note: ENDANGERED SPECIES

„I suppose the 'protector' will function as a sort of legal guardian, right?" You leaned back in your chair. Lissin turned off the hologram and put the bracelet back in his loincloth pocket. „I'm not your family member, nor a superior of yours. We are equals, I'm just taking responsibility for you. If anything happened to you, I would face a heavy punishment… The situation is more serious, considering that you are one of the most endangered species." The reminder of how rare your race is now made you a little uneasy. „Well, I should take the best care of myself then, huh? I wouldn't want you to suffer the consequences!"

Lissin laughed. „That's not the point, I was aware of the risks even before I accepted the offer. We've only been together for the second day and you're already one of the most important people in my life. And the fact that you are an endangered species has nothing to do with it. You are you and I care about you." Heat rushed to your heart and cheeks. His words were so heavy, yet uplifting at the same time. It felt good to hear that you mattered… That you mattered to someone.

You were brought out of your thoughts by Lissin, who informed you that you were going to get off the ahn. You were in the ahn for about ten minutes, during which time the ahn stopped at two stops. Lissin dropped the blurry walls around you with two taps, and the chairs you were sitting on disappeared as well. People were already climbing onto the platforms to get down. Before you could say anything, Lissin knelt down and offered his arm, which you hesitantly sat on. He held you a little higher than before, you balanced yourself by holding onto his shoulders.

The way down felt like a fall, you accidentally screamed a little too loudly, which drew unwanted attention. You held your hand over your mouth in shame. „You better hold on with both hands." Lissin warned you. You obeyed and held your breath, ready for a second fall. You were finally down. The gates in the ahn opened and Lissin gently set you down on the ground. A few eyes were still looking at you, so you instinctively grabbed his seven-fingered hand. You didn't see his reaction, you focused on your own breathing and wanted to be outside already.

Lissin was smiling to himself from ear to ear (even though he doesn't have ears) in the meantime and squeezed your hand tighter. When you got off the ramp, you let go of his hand. „Soo, was it worse going up or down on the platform?" Lissin broke the silence between you. „Down. It was pretty embarrassing." „But that's not true, your reaction was natural." „But embarrassing." „Are you more afraid of platforms or of what the beings around think of you?" Good question, but you didn't know the answer, so you chose to remain silent."

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Taller buildings, more people and more noise. The further into the city center you went, the busier everything became. Everything still had white basics, but much more colorful accessories. You walked the whole way with your mouth open.

You came to a place you thought was a square. In the center, water was flying. Water was flying? Yes, the water was floating in the air, flowing like a stream without touching anything. It formed an interesting moving pattern, connected to a device with even more strange shapes.

Extraterrestrials were walking around, chattering excitedly sometimes in english, sometimes in whatever language it was. It felt wrong, their talking was glitching, too many voices at once. And so you decided to take off your translator to hear the real happiness around you. You didn't understand anything, but everything made sense.

Lissin came closer to you and knelt down on one knee with a smile. He gently took your hands in his and placed them on his shoulders. Then he grabbed your waist, which was small for him, and set you on his shoulder, standing up. He touched a spring of water and encouraged you to try it too. You reached out and dipped your hand into the crystal water.

It was cold and you felt a strong energy that was coordinating the water. You couldn't help but laugh. Your entire lower body started to vibrate and you heard... Lissin ér-ing. He probably didn't notice, didn't try to stop it either. Looking down you saw your reflection in his glossy eyes. „Thank you, Lissin." you smiled as wide you could.

He sighed and spoke in his deep voice, which you were starting to like so much. You listened to his entire sentence in his language, watching his relaxed face and his flickering eyes that couldn’t decide which part of your face to focus on. After he finished speaking, you put your translator back on and asked if he could repeat it. He paused for a moment. „Actually, I'd rather keep it to myself. For now." „Awh come on!" Chuckling, he put you down and led the way.

You entered a building that was decorated in green and red. Inside, there were many wide corridors where people were standing. Some were sitting on stools that had been pushed out of the wall, others were leaning against the walls. Signs, probably writing, were projected on the walls. Every time a sign appeared, a piece of a wall disappeared pixel by pixel and someone either went out or in.

„Can I ask what kind of place this is?" „Ah, sorry, I forgot to tell you... They do health tests here. There are people who understand anatomy and other specialized sciences well... They help by offering help to those who come here with a problem." „So doctors work here?" „I wouldn't put it as work... No one forces them to do it. They are here voluntarily. Of course, they get credit for their services, but... Well, in this community we function without considering the things we do and enjoy as work."

They didn't work here, but volunteered? Did that mean that work wasn't obligation? Did Lissin have a employment? Before you could ask any questions, you reached a hallway, identical to the others. With the back of his hand, Lissin pushed a bench out of the wall so you could sit down. „You're not going to sit down?" You asked in surprise. „No, I'd rather stand." He replied, leaning against the wall next to you.

From the other side of the hall came what was probably another patient. He was completely different from any species you had seen here. His body was huge, much larger than Lissin's. You finally understood why they had such exaggeratedly high ceilings everywhere. With his enormous hand, he pulled out a bench next to you, obviously at least ten times larger than the one you were sitting on. The implants will probably also be used to determine the size of the owner so that surroundings can adapt. Cool.

The big man sat down. You didn't want to stare, so you just looked at him with the corner of your eye. His body was something you could describe as just... weird. He looked like he was made of liquid, like a big pile of jelly. He was brown with light brown spots, was wearing dark green pants and a headscarf on his head of the same color. Suddenly, words in unknown letters appeared on the opposite wall and the pixels created a passage. „I'll be back in a moment, stay seated." Lissin told you and entered the room, the wall reappearing behind him.

It was quiet again. You didn't mind the it before, but lately the silence didn't feel good. You had nothing to fear, but you sat stiff. The brown, huge man next to you leaned slightly towards you. Slowly raising your head you tried study his expression. No mouth, no nose, no ears. He was looking straight ahead, but the eyeballs that had literally been swimming on his face moved to his cheek to look at you. You didn't even have the energy to even gulp. A deep growl came from him, shaking his jelly body.

„GULBLG..." Your translator didn't translate anything, maybe it wasn't even a word. His voice was deeper than Lissin's, it made you a little afraid. You took a deep breath, clenched your fists, and decided to greet him politely. „G-greetings... sir?" His eyeballs stared at you. He didn't even move. „Can I help you with something?" you continued. More gurgling sounds came from him and his eyes drifted to the front of his face again.

Another loud silence fought with your ears. 'Please, Lissin, come back at last…' You repeated to yourself in silent prayers. Miraculously, the wall opened again. But out of it came a little creature with a green-pink dress and a white headband. Brown skin, with light brown spots, a body like jelly and two floating eyeballs. She ran to the man next to you and they hugged each other. The little girl was gurgling and cooing happily.

And then it hit you. The man was probably her dad, who was waiting for her. He took two small marbles out of his pocket and handed them to her. The little girl had no lips, but you could tell she was smiling. She silently looked in your direction. You two held eye contact for a good few seconds until she came closer to you. „Gulblg." came from her. It was the same as what came from her father a few moments ago. „Hi.." You said uncertainly and smiled. The little girl reached out her hand to you and tried to give you one of her marbles. You hesitated a little, not knowing what it was, you looked at the man next to you, who was looking at the two of you. You decided to take the marble. The little girl started jumping with joy and throwing her jelly hands. So cute.

She took her marble and put it to her face until her skin absorbed it. Did she eat it? She waited for you to do the same. You opened your mouth and tasted the marble. Your pupils dilated and a smile formed on your lips. The sweet and sour taste engulfed your tongue, it tasted like a classic candy, but better. „Thank you! It tastes delightfully!" The little girl smiled again before walking away with her dad, holding hands with him.

Finally, Lissin appeared from the opposite opening in the wall. He saw you eating something contentedly and with a smile. „Marble?" He smiled. „How do you know?" „I was there for a while with the little girl, she said her dad was going to pick her up and that he promised her marbles for her courage."

„I was a little hesitant to take it, didn't understand what she was saying." „Yes, this language is not in your translator's database. It's not spoken very often here. But the Heibl race is very peaceful, raising polite children is one of their top priorities."

The untranslated word reminded you to ask what HE was doing there. „I just needed a quick test and a prescription. We'll go to a place where you can get medicine." „Are you talking about a pharmacy?" „Emm... sure. I guess Ferig'ihm is the same thing as pharmacy." You wished you could listen to his deep voice every time he spoke. But nah, the translator changed his natural voice to a regular NPC-like voice a human would have. Every word of his was pleasant, he spoke sweetly, yet... his original voice evoked something in you.

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The building you were heading to was right next to the one you were in. It looked very similar, but as soon as you walked in, your jaw dropped to the floor. A lot of light in the room illuminated all sorts of plants you had never seen before. It was one big greenhouse, vines stretched along the walls and ceiling, moss grew from the walls and colorful flowers decorated everything. The reception desk in the middle of the greenhouse was surrounded by flowing water in glass-lined troughs.

„Greetings, how can I help you?" The thin lady behind the counter asked. She reminded you a bit of a praying mantis, her skin was the color of straw and she also moved like one. She wore a net over her as clothing. "Greetings, may I ask for a medicine?." Lissin asked and held out his hand. The lady took the card and placed it on the back of his hand (how unexpected).

„Perap'hovratin, correct?" Her voice didn't translate as she said the name of the medicine, it sounded a little... choked. „Correct." announced Lissin simply. „It appears that you are using this medication for the first time. The effects cause immediate dr-" „I am aware how it works." he interrupted her.

She handed him a flask with pills. He put on his bracelet and pulled out a cloth that served as a mini bag. He put the flask in it and you were on your way. „Glory in diversity." They both told each other and you repeated it silently. 'That bracelet is awesome.' you thought. It must have had even more functions. It's almost like you want one too.

Your curiosity got the better of you. „What are these pills for?" you questioned carefully, in a low voice. „You don't have to worry about that." He was probably uncomfortable talking about the medication, you didn't want to force him, so you didn't push.

As you walk back to the square, a group of six tall men of two different races pass you. A couple of them had charcoal skin, two had dark green. But they all had the same uniforms; dark red with black parts. What they had in common was wearing a lot of different equipment, belts, pockets, it looked like they had a lot of weapons.

One of them looked back in your direction and examined you from head to toe before continuing on with his group. You were about to open your mouth with a question on your tongue, however Lissin was faster. „These are the city's international guards. You hardly encounter crime in this city, only exceptionally. Still, it's good to have them here." From his words it became clear that they were simply the 'police' on a patrol.

Did the city have a fire department as well? An emergency medical service? Your questions were answered on the way to the ahn. It turned out that all of these services were included in one, except for the security guards, which you missed a moment ago. They call it 'tymezit' which stands for; injury, fire, neuroproblematics and organism in danger.

It wasn't much needed information for you, but at least you had something to pass the time. At the place where you got off the ahn, you were waiting for another one, from the other side. There were fewer people around you than before, but still more than if you would be waiting for a tram.

„Would it be better if we stayed downstairs this time?" Lissin offered. However, you had something else in mind. „I liked it upstairs, I'd like to look out of that hexagon again, if possible." You surprised him with your answer. „Oh, well, would you like my.. assistance on the way up again?" „If you would't mind…" „Of course I would not!"

Within a minute, the ahn arrived and ramps rose from the ground. An extraterrestrial in a white uniform with yellow and black details scanned your identification codes and you walked in. As if you had already practiced this together, Lissin bent down, you jumped into his arms and you walked onto one of the platforms. It was much more bearable than the first trip, you already knew what to expect. „You did well, Y/N! I'm impressed." Lissin praised you proudly.

You were already sitting on chairs in a confined space made of blurred walls, and you were contentedly looking out from the hexagon. It wasn't your priority, you just longed for Lissin to carry you again. You felt selfish. But contented. Out of the corner of your eye, you saw the bag on Lissin's hand, in which he had the flask with pills. You were still wondering what they were for. Nevertheless you didn't want to mention it again, if Lissin wanted to, he would have told you by now.

Meanwhile he watched your expression change as you looked towards his medicine. 'It's nothing important. They don't need to know.' He repeated to himself over and over again until your gazes met. You both smiled and sat in silence, didn't know what to talk about and praising the weather wasn't appropriate when it didn't change on this planet.

An idea of what to talk about finally popped in your head. „Tell me more about ér-ing." Frozen in place, Lissin dropped a sweat from your request. „…Unless you wanna tell about those pills." your speech continued. „Alright, alright I get it… I'll tell you about ér." It seemed like you smiled at his choice, but in reality it was because you heard his original voice again when he spoke the word.

„The brain sends a signal to the muscles in the neck and lower jaw. They begin to shake rapidly, making vibrating sounds that release excess energy. This happens with an enormous amount of positive emotions that the body has to regulate somehow. Most people, especially children, express their excess energy through movement: jumping, running, throwing their arms around. My race ér."

„Thanks for the explanation." You thanked him. „There's just one thing I still don't get…" You leaned closer to him, while he was as stiff as a board. „What caused your ér-ing this morning?" Lissin' face began to turn a pinkish purple color and his shoulders hunched. You decided to torment him a little longer. „Were you feeling extra joy when I touched your hand?" The unexpected happened. You didn't believe it, but it was true. Lissin was clutching his throat again, trying to stop his ér, his legs shaking with nervousness.

„Stop, stop, stop, stop- please!" It was hard to tell if he was begging you or himself. It was hard to hold back your laughter, but you managed it. „Why don't you like doing that? Is it something you should be ashamed of?" „Not so loud! There are people around us." He whispered menacingly, which half answered your question. The poor thing held onto his neck for the rest of the way, even though he wasn't ér-ing anymore.

„We are almost there." Lissin peeped. „Will you hold me while we go down the platforms?" „Yes, I will." „But you'll have to get your hand off your neck… That is, unless you want me to hold it for you." You couldn't hold back your laughter at his another silent ér, it was too hilarious.

Lissin ended up ér-ing all the way down until he put you back on the ground. He didn’t avoid the stares of passersby, which didn’t make his situation any less obvious. He looked a little sour and humiliated, almost traumatized. You tried to apologize to him several times with a laugh, but he insisted that you should not worry about it.

When you arrived at your apartment building, Lissin jokingly asked if you could handle the platform or if he should hold you again. You joked back that you wouldn't mind at all, to which Lissin leaned over you. „It almost looks like you want me to carry you everywhere." The translator made sure on keeping his flirtatious tone intact. „Hahah, I didn't know you could change color too." He said, continuing his walk without waiting on you. You crossed your arms defensively over your chest and quickened your pace to catch up with him.

In the hallway you met your red neighbour who had white dots all over his body. „Hi Laciss, good morning Y/N!" He called out excitedly. Bah'rah extended the back of his hand to you and you placed yours against his. „See, you're a fast learner!" He praised you and did the same gesture with Lissin.

Bah'rah acted like a golden retriever, his smile adorned with sharp teeth. „What are you carrying?" He asked suddenly, pointing to the small bag attached to Lissin's hand. „Oh, nothing, we were just in Ferig'ihm." „Ah, you still can't sleep at night?" Lissin immediately shook his head and gestured with his hands for his friend to immediately stop talking. You looked at them a little confused, but it was slowly starting to dawn on you. „We have to go, I um… I still have to make lunch and stuff." „Sure, I understand, have a good time, bye Y/N, it was nice to see you again!"

You each went your separate ways. Lissin opened the wall and it reappeared behind you. He let out a loud sigh and asked if you were hungry. Then he headed straight to the bathroom to clean his hands and you followed him. „I guess we should eat something.” You finally gave him your answer. He helped you wash your hands with a mist of water that then evaporated back to where it came from.

„I'm probably not going to be very helpful, but can you show me how you cook?" Lissin had no problem with your request. He led you into the dining room, which he transformed into a functional kitchen with two taps on the floor.

„Is there anything you crave, Y/N?" he mumbled in your direction. You thought about your answer for a while. And because you didn't know any local food, you decided to choose a flavor. „How about something sweet?" Lissin drew an imaginary circle on one of the walls, where various alien letters resembling writing appeared. „Yes, I can make something sweet." he replied with a smile and with strange gestures made the wall above the kitchen counter open.

Various ingredients began to appear. He grabbed what seemed to be a pitahaya, only a little bigger. He took a curved knife from the cabin and peeled it. The inside was all dark pink, he sliced ​​it and offered you a piece to taste. The taste was sweet and sour, perfectly balanced. While you were enjoying your little snack, Lissin chopped up the other ingredients and put them in one large black bowl.

The last ingredient was a white dip, which he mixed into the mixture. „Would you prepare the damig'hen, please?" Lissin requested, his real voice echoing through the room. „Mhm, sure... how do I?.." „Caress the side of the table." Following the instructions, two cushions inflated from the floor.

Before you sat down you asked Lissin if he could give you a smaller portion of food in a smaller bowl... and your wish was granted. The food looked like an exotic salad. It had a pleasant pineapple-like aroma and your mouth started to water. As for cutlery, you got a card. A large card. Card slightly bigger than your hand. It looked like a white credit card without numbers on it.

Without further speculations, you dug in your meal, using the card as a spoon. Sweet, but not too sweet. Sour, but only on the tip of the tongue. That blue man was a professional chef or something. „Judging by your facial expression, you enjoy the taste of it." He stated proudly as he sat down next to you with his portion.

„It's wonderful! How do you call this masterpiece?" With your mouth full, feet happily kicking and eyes shining, you sounded funny. „Heheh, it's just a sweet salad, doesn't have a name." „Imma call it 'paradise in mouth' then." Lissin chuckled at your decision.

He continued his favorite activity, observing you, while you ate your lunch. However, you soon noticed him and confronted him. „Am I more interesting than the food?" „Huh?" In an instant he straightened up and grabbed his card.

„I apologize for staring... it was- unprofessional of me." „Why should you behave professionally at your own home?" Your question had a point. „You picked me up more than twice this morning, you should not be afraid of looking my way." you added, making his face change color.

With a big exhale, Lissin opened his lower mouth in the abdominal area. It felt rude to stare at his belly-mouth, so you dug back into your sweet food. However, you noticed how the card was supposed to be used. He placed it vertically and moved the food towards him, where he caught it with his tongue and then chewed it. You tried using the card the same way, but you looked like an awkward animal doing it, so you went back to your old way.

Even though he had three times the portion, Lissin finished eating first. He waited until you finished your meal as well, still discreetly watching you, but also looking everywhere around so it didn't seem like his eyes were glued only to you. Swallowing the last bite, you smiled contentedly.

„If I had the ability to ér, I would be doing so right now." You glanced in his direction, waiting for his reaction. It was different than you thought it would be. You expected him to immediately look away, or to start stammering eloquently. Instead, he just blushed slightly and smirked. You were very glad you didn't hear his original, deep voice with this expression. You would have melted on the spot.

„You are enjoying teasing me, aren't you?" You were silent, didn't want to lie, but you also didn't want to admit the truth. „I look forward to finding your weak spot too." He whispered and leaned slightly towards you, making you lose your breath. Without another word, Lissin stood up and took your plates away. „I'm glad you enjoyed it!" Lissin changed his voice to cheerful in a split second.

You visited the bathroom together, where you washed your mouths. While he was washing his, you couldn't stop your thoughts. 'Does he use it only for consumption? ...Could it be used for...other things?' „Something troubling you, Y/N?" Lissin asked when he noticed you hypnotizing his lower half. You immediately denied it. „No, nothing's troubling me. Just.. lost in thoughts is all." „And are those thoughts of yours sharable?" „..."

It was too soon for that, you shook your head. He wasn't forcing you into anything. You were startled by a strange sound from the hallway, which sounded like a repeating silent alarm. „Don't worry, it's the bell." Lissin placed his seven-fingered hand on your shoulder to comfort you. He walked with you into the hallway and opened the wall. An alien the same height as you greeted him.

Most extraterrestrials were twice your size except for children. This one reminded you of a gremlin in appearance. Green skin, with yellow eyes, a dark blue uniform, and a cap that made him a little taller than he was. „Identification please." He said, holding a device in front of him. Lissin placed the back of his hand on it, the device beeped, and the gremlin placed a card in his hand. „Thank you, sir, glory in diversity." Were his last words before he left.

The wall was restored pixel by pixel and you went into the living room. You were curious, looking at the card he was holding. „What's this for?" You couldn't take it anymore and asked. „Order." He answered, placing the card on the floor next to the pale blue couch. A fizzing sound came from the card, to which Lissin replied, „Confirm."

A hologram was generated from the card, which flashed a few times and then materialized. The pale blue stool that you and Lissin had chosen yesterday when you were trying on clothes now stood by the couch.

After Lissin picked up the card from the ground and put it somewhere, he told you to try the stool. You weren't sure if it was still just a hologram or a real stool. You touched it, the texture was smooth, firm, and stable. The couch was high and it was difficult to get on it without help. So you climbed up two steps of the stool and then sat down on the couch. A smile graced your face, even though it was an ordinary thing, it made you happy that you could get on the couch by yourself.

„Awh..." Your gazes met and Lissin's cheeks began to change color again. „Uhh... I um.. uh-" „What do you mean, 'Awh'???" Although he said it in his deep, beautiful (maybe even attractive) voice, it was clear to understand! „I said it without realizing it! I didn't mean to say it out loud, I swear!"

His tall figure, around 9'7 (292 cm), was almost laughable in contrast to his panicky demeanor. Poor Lissin kept apologizing for reacting the way he reacted at the sight of you sitting on the couch so happily.

„You see, chemical reactions in the brain release the hormone oxytocin, which leads to muscle relaxation and loss of alertness-.." His explanation was rushed, you were surprised that your translator had time to translate it.

„I read about human brain activity and this hormone is released when you see something cute... like a puppy! I don't know what a puppy is, but..." He was gesticulating like a madman, talking fast, and halfway through his speech you stopped listening. You climbed off the couch on your new blue stool and stomped over to your nattering roommate.

Lissin finally stopped babbling when he saw you in front of him with your arms crossed. He stood there like a soldier, waiting for orders, silent and focused only on you. „Let's calm down." „...Right, apologies." „Want to talk about it?" „..." „I need to confess something as well." „Sure, what is it?" „You first." „mm..."

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In the end you ended up in his bedroom, he turned on small warm colored lights, illuminating the room enough for orientation. You sat next to each other on his huge bed and talked.

„I thought it would be challenging, being a protector. I hoped this 'job' would be so demanding that... I would forget about my own problems and focus only on yours..." He spoke with the same emotions as in the morning, sad, anxious, and his thoughts were under pressure. „I'm scared." he added.

„What are you scared of?" After a while you asked him, hoping he'd continue. „I don't know how to put my thoughts into words... It's like I'm... afraid of losing you, for some reason." You opened your mouth, eager to say something, but Lissin interrupted you by continuing.

„I really hope that I can make your stay here as pleasant as possible. I don't want you to face discomfort, I don't want you to be uncomfortable... around me." He turned his head in your direction and took a breath before his last sentence.

„My unstable emotions are making it all more difficult for me! I wanted to take you in to make your life easier, but now you're making it easier for me! I don't want it to end the other way around than it's supposed to be."

His words were heavy. He thought about how little he did for you, not even realizing how much he had improved your life. „You're silly." Confusion took over Lissin's face at your simple comment. „It sounds like you think you're the only one who's benefited from all this, however I AM the one who won the lottery!" Lissin's frown stayed on his face but his blue eyes relaxed some more.

„You said you read a lot of books about humans. Is that true?" He nodded. „So tell me how sadness or discomfort manifest in our behavior." After a moment of thought, he gathered the courage to answer you. „Body language changes.. as the body begins to curl in on itself. The face turns pale, the corners of the lips turn downward, the pupils shrink, and breathing becomes faster."

„Nice knowledge. Now tell me, when have you ever seen me behaving like that?" „At the first meeting, when in contact with other people, when traveling in ahn... That's probably where it was most noticeable." „I wasn't afraid of the ahn, I was just afraid of the platforms. Once you held me, I felt much safer!" „Didn't you mind me physically touching you?" He wondered. „If I did, I wouldn't agree to it."

His pale blue body relaxed more and more. „It looks like we are both touch starved." „Can't disagree." „Living together benefits both of us."

„What was the confession you wanted to make?" You completely forgot that you wanted to confide in him about something. „Ah, it doesn't matter.." „Y/N." „Yes?.." „I poured my heart out here, now it's your turn."

It took him a while to convince you, but after a while you relented. „I just wanted to tell you how much I appreciate you and everything you do for me. There are so many things I like about you, but because I don't know your boundaries, I often hold back. I can't imagine being on this planet with anyone else."

„That is the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me." „I mean every single word." you added proudly with a warm smile. Lissin cleared his throat. „Also... would you like me to help you.. find them?" You looked at him confused, not knowing what he was talking about. „Find what?" He leaned closer towards you, his forehead almost touching yours, before he whispered; „...Find the boundaries, so you don't have to hold back. Although... I think I will destroy any boundary I have just so I can let you as close as possible."

He lightly stroked your arm with his large palm as he waited for your next words. But nothing came out of your mouth. „I see no signs of discomfort, sadness, or fear. Does this mean you allow me to be with you at this short distance?" You lay next to each other on your sides, watching each other's movements. Without a word, you placed your hand on the back of his neck and started rubbing in gently.

„Trying to make me ér, again?" Lissin asked, his voice changing at the word 'ér'. In lower tone he said; „You'll have to try more than that." It sounded like he was challenging you... and you accepted the challenge. 'Let's see how much of affection can Lissin handle.'

All you had to do was press yourself closer to his body to make him start ér-ing, but you didn't want to stop there. While you held the back of his neck with one hand, you slid the other under his top clothing. His breathing quickened and the vibrations coming from his neck and chest intensified.

You wanted to throw yourself on him, but you had the feeling that if you continued, his vibrations would open up his upper body! He sounded like an earth auger. „Found it." you announced. „F-found what?" Lissin questioned, still vibrating like crazy. „One of your boundaries!" You felt like a winner.

„H-huhh?? No! N-no that isn't.." He sounded utterly pathetic, almost whining. You started rubbing your thighs together as you heard his deep sounds that the translator didn't change. „There is one more thing I'd like to share..."

You almost couldn't hear him over his ér-ing when he said he was listening. „By human standards, your untranslated voice is... attractive." Lissin rose his nonexistent eyebrow as you buried your face into one of your palms. „And.. which voice do you like... better? The translated or mine?" „Which one do you think?"

You conversed in whispers, as if the entire universe was eavesdropping. „Well of course I like your voice much better than the translated version of it." His ér-ing intensified again, slowly placing his seven-fingered hand on the back of your head made you shiver.

„Do I say foreign words often?" he asked, still in a whisper. „Only occasionally." The hand that was placed on the back of your head slowly moved closer to caress your ear. „I liked the way you held me in your arms in the square today. You said something to me when I had taken off my translator. Although I was very curious, I was enchanted by your voice."

Lissin listened carefully to your praise and played tenderly with your earlobe. „It has a calming effect on me.. I think." „Truly?" „Yes.. like a lullaby." „I see. In that case..." He carefully touched your translator and turned your face so he could see you properly. „You wouldn't mind if I was saying sweet nothings to you with the translator down, would you?"

You liked the idea and agreed. Lissin slowly removed your translator and placed it on the mattress next to you. His quiet words consumed your ears and all your other senses. You closed your eyes and settled into his embrace. He stroked your lower back while his other hand caressed your face.

Without knowing what his words meant, you started to fall asleep. You wondered what his words meant, imagined him telling you how proud he is of you, how much he appreciates you, and how much he loves you. But you knew one thing for sure: In Lissin's arms, you would have the best sleep you'd ever had.

A/N: I struggled with this art for a very long time... The first image of Lissinlaciss was from profile, but drawing him looking forward was the most complicated process! Nevertheless, I hope you enjoy this pale blue extraterrestrial. (*’ｰ’*)

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Taunting

Synopsis: Vy’Kiro asks to see you in their room. You didn’t expect your actions to quite lead to this, though.

Content (& warnings): smut, gn!bottom!reader, top!Vy’kiro, porn w/ little plot, some degradation (no use of slut/whore), power imbalance

A/N: Again the wheel chose smut. I’m trying to get more writing practice in so if anyone has requests pls feel free to send them in the ask box! Im going to also try and add more chars as time goes on, ideally on a schedule <3

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You’ve been attempting to hit on the captain for weeks now. At first, you thought that she was just trying to behave and not hook up with others. You were at the brink of giving up, until he called you over to his room.

And now were getting pounded into on his desk.

She didn’t even give you much chance of a discussion before slamming her cock into you from behind. You didn’t have to see it to feel every vein, ridge, and curve as she went in and out of you.

One hand was holding your hips, the other against your back as a grounding reminder of who was in control. You couldn’t even help but let out small cries of pleasure, albeit muffled into your arm. The fact the room was absolutely soundproof didn’t cover your need to be flustered at the situation.

“Poor thing really thought they were going to not get noticed, hmm?” Their hands had moved down to rubbing and clinging to your thighs, the gentle squeezes being too much as the claws gently pricked your skin.

“Vy- wait, ‘m gonna-“ you don’t even get to finish your sentence as your orgasm rips through you, cum dripping down your legs as you

Vy’Kiro obliges with the request of slowing down, leaning forward to press into you further. He reaches with one hand to grab one of yours, which is currently clinging hard to the edge of the desk.

“I’ve got you. And I’ve got the whole night to make you feel good, too.”

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It’s the Most Wonderful Time of the Year

Based on Dark They Were, and Golden-Eyed

Word Count: 1.1k

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It had been two years since you were forced to leave your home planet, Earth. Life on Mars was a challenge for you to adjust to, and it must’ve been difficult for others too. You were part of a group of colonists that were dispatched to Mars for unknown reasons. Your family was devastated by the news, trying to spend as much time with you as possible before your departure to the red planet.

Despite all of this, you were somehow able to be friends with The Bittering Family, which is composed of Harry, the father, Cora, the mother, and their children Tim, Laura, and David.

It was strange to wake up to the seeded grass that had begun to sprout purple. You listened as Harry frantically rambled about how his cow had grown a third horn in the middle of its head. You only nodded, sipping your drink as you watched Harry throw his hands in the air.

“Can’t we just return back to Earth, (Y/N)?!” He angrily asked, kicking the Marrtian sand away from him.

“Well, Harry,” you calmly responded. “We can wait till the next ships return with the supplies we need.” Harry only frowned. “And how long will that take?” He grumbled, crossing his arms in disappointment.

You paused, silently doing the math in your head. Math was never one of your favorite subjects, yet you somehow managed to pass it. “I dunno, maybe a year or two?” Harry stared at you, dumbfounded.

“Two years?!” You nodded. “Two fuckin’ years?!” He was never the type to curse, so hearing this was quite surprising.

“That’s it! Come on, (Y/N)!”

“Where are we going?”

“We are going to build a ship to get off this red planet!”

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“Harry, give yourself a rest, man.” You sighed, handing the man a cloth to wipe away the grease stains on his hand. “I can’t rest, (Y/N); you know that already.”

It was true. After hearing the news about an atomic bomb destroying New York City and the only spaceport, Harry had began to work hard on the ship. You tried to help him out by handing the man the tools he requested, but that only did little to help him.

“What are you two idiots doing?”

The voice caused both you and Harry to look over, eyes widening at the crowd of people outside of Harry’s garage. Harry’s lips parted as he noticed the sudden change in the colonist’s eyes. “Y-your eyes!” He pointed it out, dropping the wrench he had in his hand. “Why are they gold?!” Harry gasped at the man’s skin color, covering his mouth. “Your sk-skin..!”

The colonists only looked confused, with one of them raising an eyebrow before handing Harry a mirror. “You have them too, dumbass.” They chuckled. “It’s not even a big deal. I think my eyes look attractive. What’d ya say we head to the canals and look for some ladies?” The crowd cheered before leaving you and Harry.

The man whimpered as he stared at his own reflection, suddenly dropping the mirror in disbelief. “What are we going to do, (Y/N)?” he whispered, pulling you into a hug as he sobbed on your shoulder.

You awkwardly stood there, patting the devastated man on the back. “It’s goin’ to be alright.” You whispered.

If only you could take those words back. What makes you even think that everything will go well? People have started to change; they even started to say different words that you somehow understand?!

“Darling!” Harry’s wife, Cora, yelled. She had her children beside her, each of them wearing their swimsuits. “Why don’t we all go for a swim in the canals? I heard that they can help relax the mind.” She innocently smiled, not even caring that the six of them looked partially Martian.

After some convincing, Harry finally agreed, but only because you were going with him.

You sighed in relief as you felt the water against your body. “Maybe we just needed to go for a swim, Harry?” You said this, smiling at the man, who nodded in response.

“Mom, dad,” said Tim, the eldest of the three children. “Can I change my name to Linnl?”

The two parents faced each other before reluctantly agreeing.

“Sure.”

“Of course!”

Your golden eyes only narrowed at the husband and wife.

“Oh! Oh! Can I also change my name?!” One of the other kids asked. Honestly, you forget their names, but who cares at the moment? They changed their names to Martian names, and that’s that.

When you and the Bittering Family returned from the canals, you noticed that it was almost like a ghost town. Everyone had just left. You looked at your fingers, noticing how your skin is getting darker. Was it just you, or did everyone suddenly get tall and skinny?

5 years later. . .

A rocket fell out of the sky. It lay steaming in the valley. Men leaped out of it, shouting. “We won the war on Earth! We’re here to rescue you! Hey!” But the American-built town of cottages, peach trees, and theaters was silent. They found a flimsy rocket frame rusting in an empty shop.

The rocket men searched the hills. The captain established headquarters in an abandoned bar. His lieutenant came back to report. "The town's empty, but we found native life in the hills, sir. Dark people. Yellow eyes. Martians. Very friendly. We talked a bit, not much. They learn English fast. I'm sure our relations will be most friendly with them, sir."

"Dark, eh?" mused the captain. "How many?"

“Six, eight hundred, I’d say, living in those marble ruins in the hills, sir. Tall, healthy. Beautiful woman.”

"Did they tell you what became of the men and women who built this Earth settlement, Lieutenant?"

“They hadn't the foggiest notion of what happened to this town or its people."

"Strange. You think those Martians killed them?"

"They look surprisingly peaceful. Chances are a plague did this town in, sir."

"Perhaps. I suppose this is one of those mysteries we'll never solve. One of those mysteries you read about."

The captain looked at the room, the dusty windows, the blue mountains rising beyond, the canals moving in the light, and he heard the soft wind in the air. He shivered. Then, recovering, he tapped a large, fresh map he had thumb-tacked to the top of an empty table. "Lots to be done, Lieutenant." His voice droned on and quietly on as the sun sank behind the blue hills.

"New settlements. Mining sites, minerals to be looked for. Bacteriological specimens taken. The work, all the work. And the old records were lost. We'll have a job of remapping to do, renaming the mountains and rivers and such. Calls for a little imagination."

"What do you think of naming those mountains the Lincoln Mountains, this canal the Washington Canal, those hills —we can name those hills for you, Lieutenant? Diplomacy. And you, for a favor, might name a town for me. Polishing the apple. And why not make this the Einstein Valley, and further over... are you listening, Lieutenant?"

The lieutenant snapped his gaze from the blue colour and the quiet mist of the hills far beyond the town.

"What? Oh, yes, sir!"

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Kinktober Day 5: Knotting

EDDIE BROCK X GN! READER X VENOM

SUMMARY: Both you and Eddie still learning things about Venom even in the bedroom. WARNINGS/TAGS: Smut, Rough, Little bit of Eddie, Tongue, Licking, Pain, Knotting

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MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!

Head buried back into a pillow, feeling Eddie's hand continuously glide and grip your body, sweat mixing against pressed skin. Cock buried deep within your walls, unlocking an overflow of moans that echoed in your shared apartment.

Feeling as Eddie's hips grew sloppy, alerting you to the end of the heated night, only to watch as Venom took over. Engulfing your lover, trading Eddie's cock for his own.

Flooded with Venom's cock, sparking every nerve that lined your walls, the euphoric feeling causing your chest to rise and moans to grow in volume.

"Venom, p-please, I can't." You stutter for mercy, but he gives you none. Hearing as the bed thrusts against the wall matching his, both you and the bed threaten to break under Venom's feral hunger. Turned on by his labored breaths, hazily temped to push him back just to suck the alien off.

Having no chances on that plan, feeling as his grip grew stronger, groans growing louder, and hips and thighs pounding into yours, buckling as they do. Keeping a grip of your own on Venom, together building up your climaxes.

Taking no longer as Venom sped up, cracking the wooden headboard and bruising the back of your tights. All the chaos ends with both of you cumming loudly, the bliss overloading your bodies. Venom leaning forward in shock at the first ever feeling of cumming, saliva dripping from his mouth onto your twitching body.

Coming down from the heavenly moment as your body sharply trades it for pain, hearing Venom's groans loudly, painfully putting the pieces together, it all being his doing.

Crying out for Venom, but only hearing his reverberated breathing as his tongue touches down, hot and wet, licking your neck with teeth grazing along, adding to the pool of pain. Hurting to move, you stayed still full of Venom's cum, hoping he wouldn't move either while stuck in you. Knotted together.

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[a-hermit-pining]

LaDs Men with Older Siblings

AN: Life has been shitty lately. So this one is for all the older siblings out there. Because it is a difficult job to be a decent one.

Genre: Fluff and sibling core

Pairing: LaDS boys x m/fem/gn reader (Platonic ish with different readers)

Ingredients: 60% family feels, 40% comfort

My Fav: hmm Sylus and Xavier (I want to be Xavier's wicked older brother so bad 🫦)

Xavier:

He never let it show. Always hid the twinge in his heart behind that unbothered facade, even as you made a fool of yourself. Laughing too loud, berating the court, burning in unending envy.

People whispered. Of course they did.

You, the eldest prince, discarded. Xavier, the younger brother, named crown prince in your place.

Your fate was no better than exile. Maybe that’s why, despite everything, Xavier could never bring himself to hate you.

Because even now, his heart clung to the long-gone days of childhood: When you carried him on your back through the palace halls, When you stood between him and Father's fury, When you whispered that you would protect him, always.

But that promise had not remained.

Father’s favoritism. The politics of succession. Whispers from the inner court. It had all come between you. It had made enemies of brothers.

Yes, he had other siblings. Father was never without company. There were dozens of children born of harem and hunger, dozens more who bowed to him, fawned over him.

And Xavier had been hurt. Deeply. By how quickly you’d turned away.

How easily you let go. How completely you left him.

But you were the one he had loved. His brother.

And when he lost you, he was lost too. Until he became someone else entirely. A rebellious prince, your reflection. Leaving Philos in search of his queen. To undo inevitable fate.

And then, across time, across memory, you found him.

Scarred. Yet proud. A sword at your hip. But even then, when he looked at you, he saw not the rival. Not the threat.

He saw the brother who once carried him down endless palace corridors, laughing.

And he knew: someone had finally come to find him.

Rafayel:

Who can ever smother a petulant Sea God with affection, you ask?

No Tome of the Sea God can answer that. Not even the salt-priests of old dared try.

To answer that, one would have to live through the 2nd Age of Lemuria. To witness a god in the making. A god destined to doom his people before he ever learned how to love them.

From the moment he came into being, Rafayel never knew a world without you. In every age, every lifetime, you were there. His sister. His constant.

Adopted, they said. An orphan, taken in by his father out of pity. A ward of chance. But to Rafayel, your love ran deeper than the blood of kings. Truer than any royal heir could ever claim.

To him, you were the one who hung the moon in the sky. His tiny fists once wrapped around your fingers when he first learned to walk, as a room full of servants applauded, but it was you he toddled toward.

So when he bumps into you on a crowded Tokyo street, his breath leaves him.

You're just a girl in a hoodie, headphones blaring, music leaking into the chaos of the city. You lurch forward to steady him instinctively. “Are you alright?” you ask, wide-eyed. Familiar. Achingly alien.

Rafayel, once worshipped, once feared, once the God of Tides, can do nothing but clutch your coat and weep.

His words are muffled. His breath uneven. His body trembling as he clings to you like a child who’s just found the ocean after lifetimes of drought.

And you...you, the miracle that you are, kneel right there on the pavement to pat the back of a stranger sobbing in your arms.

You don’t know why your heart aches the way it does. But even in this new world, even with no memory of Lemuria or Gods of Sea, your soul remembers. And your heart breaks at the sight of his tears.

Zayne:

"You don't know a thing about him!" you shouted, stepping in front of Zayne like a wall. Your heart thundered in your chest. Your fists were clenched, ready to punch, scratch, rip apart anyone who dared utter another word.

The boys in front of you flinched. They hadn’t expected this. They hadn’t expected someone to show up.

You couldn’t even bear to look back. Not yet.

Not at your little brother—Zayne, with his squishy, soft cheeks streaked with tears. His favorite long-sleeved shirt torn. Healing scars exposed to the air.

So you stepped forward. Chest puffed, anger boiling in your blood like fire. “I will beat you all if you ever bully my brother again,” you shouted, voice sharp and shaking all at once. You refused to cry, and so you persevered in rage.

They ran. Of course they did. They were cowards.

And then you turned back, and your heart shattered. At the ripe, too-young age of eight, it shattered.

Zayne was curled into himself, small and trembling. His lips wobbled as he tried to stop crying, but he couldn't. He never could, when he was this hurt.

You dropped to your knees and wrapped your arms around him tight. He clung while fighting his evol that sparked at slightest emotional provocation.

Your darling brother. Who held such a fragile, precious heart. Who spoke in whispers, played by himself in crowded playgrounds, never caused trouble, never asked for much.

You rubbed his back. You patted his head. You whispered into his hair,

“Don’t worry. They won’t scare you anymore. I won’t let them.”

And still, they hurt him. Still, they made him cry.

It wasn’t fair.

So you held him tighter. As if you could take it all away. As if, maybe, if you squeezed hard enough, he wouldn’t have to carry the pain at all.

You would carry it. For him.

Always.

Sylus:

Sylus hated this. He despised every so-called “family gathering,” as you insisted on calling them with unearned cheer.

You—an ancient mountain spirit who once wrestled a god for property rights.

It was the weirdest lunch party to ever curse a mountain:

Sylus—former dragon, current Onichynus leader with tomes of criminal charges under his name.

Your problematic Kitsune wife, Bora—who thrived on flirting with any living and breathing being.

And your adopted changeling son, who regularly turned into a teapot when anxious.

To be fair, Sylus adored his nephew. The kid was weird, but he was your kind of weird. Still, there was only so much he could take before the drama boiled over. Especially when your wife started flirting with him again. Which she did. Without fail. Every. Single. Sunday.

Yet, he came. Every week. Without a miss.

He steps into your snow-dusted villa, unbuttoning his coat with the weariness of a man walking into battle. The air smells of broth, pine, and another one of your son's brews.

Bora is already there.

She greets him with a kiss far too close to his lips. He doesn’t flinch, but his jaw tightens. You appear instantly, grabbing her by the waist and yanking her back with an exasperated look.

“The fact that we look alike doesn’t help,” you mutter.

“I object,” Sylus replies flatly, just before ducking to avoid the rock you hurl his way. “I look better,” he adds with infuriating calm, only to take a direct hit from a second one.

The changeling boy cackles from the corner, halfway into his frog form.

You glare. Sylus smirks. It’s tradition. Routine for this household, carved like a cup to hold chaos.

And honestly, it shouldn’t work. But somehow, between the ancient trauma, near-death experiences, and mutual god-slaying, you and Sylus had remained siblings with somewhat tolerable coexistence.

You’d both survived vicious kin, betrayed bloodlines, evil mortals, and several attempts at permanent death.

So no, there was no way in the seven worlds of Yggdrasil that Sylus would ever skip these ridiculous lunches.

He hated them. He lived for them.

Caleb:

"HAVE YOU LOST YOUR FUCKING MIND, YOU LUNATIC?!" You screeched, dragging Caleb by the hair, which was difficult, given how short he’d cut it this summer in a fit of so-called reinvention.

"YOU CREEP!" You stomped after him through the apartment, swatting at his back like he was a misbehaving raccoon and not your full-grown brother with a highly questionable moral compass.

Toring chip or not, you were a storm in motion, capable of making Caleb feel all fifty-six known human emotions in under sixty seconds.

"That’s it. I’m sending you to jail. You don’t just kidnap people. Girls you like?! Or boys! Or gender-fluid folk! I AM ASHAMED. I HAVE FAILED. What will they say?! ‘Oh, she raised a creepy brother. A panty-sniffing freak.’ Caleb, I will take you out if I have to."

You didn’t even pause for breath. You were on a roll. A Shakespearean soliloquy in Act II.

"You will apologize to that girl. I don’t care what you think. I don’t care if you cry. I don’t care if your soul withers. Apologize."

Caleb spun around, chest heaving like a Victorian heroine. "I KNOW I messed up!" he shouted. "I KNOW I’ll never have her! You don’t have to tell me!"

His voice cracked. His eyes were glassy. His bottom lip quivered the way it always did when he was trying to guilt trip you and half-succeeding.

"I didn’t mean to... not to scare anyone. Not to make you ashamed of me. I just... I couldn’t help it. I didn’t want to feel like this. Maybe it’d be better if you just... took me out."

You blinked. "Don’t you dare pull the puppy card on me."

He pulled out a gun. From where? No one knew.

Then—bonk. Right on the head. Not hard enough to injure. Just enough to communicate: you absolute dumbass.

"Ow!" he yelped, clutching his forehead.

"Good," you muttered, lowering the gun. "That’s your new coping mechanism. Shame and scalp pain."

He sniffled, wide-eyed. "...Can you help me fix this?"

You sighed, rubbed your temples, and glared at him through it all.

"Of fucking course."

[monstersflashlight]

Queer masterlist

The goal of this masterlist is to get all the LGBT+ stories in only one place so y'all can browse thru them easily (all the stories are also in their respective monster masterlist). This includes any stories that include m/m, f/f, trans characters or other queer identities.

Long-ish stories

Helping neighbors (orc x minotaur x fem!reader)

[SFW] Misunderstanding your werewolf boyfriend (gn!reader)

The bratty human and his vampire dom (male!reader)

Pastel colored girlfriend (fem!vampire x fem!reader)

Sulfur (gn!reader)

Worshipping the doctor’s pussy (fem!succubus x fem!reader)

Bear daddy (were-bear x gn!witch x gn!reader)

[Commission] The hole in the wall (Orc x minotaur x werewolf x chubby trans masc!reader)

[Commission] Quest to ecstasy (Monsters (werewolf, gator-monster, pale man) x transmasc!reader)

[Commission] Tangled in you (Fem!orc x fem!elf (3rd person))

[Commission] Mark me, mate (male!reader)

[Commission] Ruined skirt (succubus x trans fem!reader)

[Patreon Commission] Monster-tale (tentacle monster x fem!OC x fem!reader)

[Commission] Measuring tape (mothman x trans masc!reader)

Read the contract (unicorn x male!reader)

Chasing the bounty hunter (griffin x gn!reader)

[SFW] Why are you peeing on my petunias (gn!reader)

[Patreon commission] Are you stupid? (minotaur x fem!human x chubby fem!reader)

[Patreon Commission] Intergalactic idiots (alien x orc x fem!reader)

Tentacled (gn!tentacle-monster x fem!reader)

Monster smash (multiple monsters x fem!reader) [SFW] || part 2 || part 3

[Patreon Commission] Mastering the CEO (minotaur x fem!human x chubby fem!reader)

Easter special: Egg hunt (alien x gn!reader)

[Patreon Commission] Sword crossing (shapeshifter (they/them) x trans(ftm)!reader)

Vampire relief-system (fem!vampire x fem!reader)

Requests

The morning after (orc x minotaur x fem!reader) (Helping neighbors part 2)

Pussy for breakfast (orc x minotaur x fem!reader) (Helping neighbors part 3)

Untitled (fem!werewolf x fem!reader)

Feral creature (male!reader)

“Use your words, pretty boy” (male!reader)

Hang in there (pun intended) (male!vampire x fem!demon x fem!reader)

Burn me down (male!reader)

The abandoned pool (gn!water-monster x fem!reader)

Three heads are better than one (nb!cerberus x fem!reader)

Three heads are better than one: the day after (nb!cerberus x fem!reader)

“Rain on me” or how to unlock a new kink (gator-monster x male!reader)

The magic drink (incubus x succubus x fem!reader)

Sleep paralysis demon (fem!monster x gn!reader)

When the heat comes (werewolf x trans fem!bunny hybrid)

Do you need a reminder? (bull-hybrid x cow-hybrid x chubby fem!reader)

Storm (gn!reader)

Sweaty (orc x minotaur x chubby male!reader)

Sinner (biblical angel x gn!reader)

Helping-tentacles (tentacle-monster x transmasc!reader)

Gymbro dragon meets human dude (male!reader)

Interspecies relationship (elf x gn!reader) [SFW]

Peace (biblical angel x male!reader)

Cryptid dance (trans!mothwoman x fem!reader)

Pretty little red dress (were-dinosaur x male!reader)

Movie worth (alien x trans!male reader)

Monster smash (part 3) (minotaur x dragon x lizard woman x fem!reader) [SFW]

Pentagram (fem!demon x fem!reader)

Domming the minotur (minotur x trans male!reader)

Strap on (fem!vampire x fem!reader)

Battleground (orc x male!reader)

You gotta be squidding me (merman x male!reader)

Bratting to close to the dom (werewolf x trans masc!vampire reader)

Both? Both. (dragon x dragon x fem!reader)

The most prized possession (dragon x gn!reader)

Perfect date (fem!dragon x fem!reader)

Chocking on air for you (merman x gn!reader)

Knotting out boyfriends (wolf-hybrid x puppy-hybrid x puppy-hybrid fem!reader)

Professor-fucker (naga x male!reader)

Txt

Most of the txt stories are non-gendered, those are classified in the individual monster masterlist you can find in my main post here.

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[thedarkestrivernymph]

Devastation

pairings: Y! Crazy Scientist x Gn! Reader

warnings: heavy angst, yearning, murder, mentions of death, hints at abuse, toxic relationship dynamics, genre: science fiction

“I’ve always found love in you.” he croaked, softness painting his features eerily alien.

“In the way you glanced, in the way your cheeks flushed ever so subtly, in the way your chest rose, in the way you were always so full of life and—” his voice faltered, left him.

God, it hurt. It hurt so badly.

“What did I do to deserve you?” his throat was too tight, his hands too shaky with his stare too heavy as it bore down onto what remained of you.

Code.

“What did I do to be punished with losing you?”

—and a few teeth and pieces of hair.

He sobbed out loud. A cry so raw, you could practically hear his soul shatter in its confinement.

You were gone.

Truly. Completely. Irreversibly.

And it was his fault. His stupid, stupid fault.

You had begged him to listen. To hear reason. You didn't love anyone but him—no matter how suffocating his presence was, no matter how he left you in shambles, unrecognisable to a person with dignity as he shamelessly consumed every part you offered or not.

So he took the last thing one could take; your breath.

Then he recreated you—downloaded your brain onto his computer. And to add to the insanity of it all, he accessed your memories;

he got to see the truth.

All of it.

“Fuck!” his fists pounded against his desk, untouched coffee from when you were still with him, spilling over his lap.

“Fuck, baby, I am so—so sorry.”

he watched you, or what had been you, in memories, how not once you had been unfaithful. Pain blossomed in his chest so potent, he could've believed it to be a heart attack under other circumstances.

“Angel, m’ Angel.” he mumbled, tongue as heavy as lead, gripping the screen of his monitor so tightly cracks formed in the corners.

“I’ll do it right this time,” he murmured, “I’ll do it better. We gonna be happy, this time. Yeah, my Angel.

Everything’s gonna be fine.”

Only nothing would be fine ever again.

—because he committed the one crime, he had sworn on never doing; hurt you.

He was the villain of your story,

and villains never got their happy end.

©Copyright - 2025 - thedarkestrivernymph - All Rights Reserved

[glasvera]

Blackened Honey

Adam Warlock x Fem!Reader x Venom

Description: When a new vanguard is assigned to assist yourself and Adam Warlock, you didn't expect it to be a symbiote. And you certainly didn't expect tensions between all of you to come to a head one night on a scouting mission. Sexual tensions, that is.

Warnings/Disclaimers: 18+, Minors DNI! 19 inches of Venom, double penetration, three(four?)some, tentacle/tendril play, tentacle bondage, nipple play, asphyxiation, biting, blood, rough (and I mean brutal) sex, vaginal sex, anal sex (f and m receiving), overstimulation, inappropriate usage of healing magic. Established situationship between Adam and Reader.

A/N: If parts of this, especially the beginning and end, sound familiar, that's because this is a Fem!Reader alternative to Blackened Gold. Not sure if I'll do GN!Reader smut from now on outside of like, blurbs/or head canons. It just feels too restrictive when I wanna get descriptive.

Word Count: 4.7k

On these strange, haphazard missions you find yourself on with unlikely allies, you weren’t expecting to fall into any sort of rhythm.

Well, perhaps one of them was to be expected. Adam Warlock worked well with you, keeping you alive during the dangerous segments with his perfectly timed healing. And you kept him safe from those who dared to attack him directly. You had been on several missions together by now that it was easy to fall into step alongside each other. Not to mention your… out of work activities. Needless to say, your closeness had not gone unnoticed.

But recently, the two of you had found yourselves a new protector.

A lethal one.

It started on a particularly risky mission. You were up against incredibly competent and incredibly dangerous enemies. Even Adam, try as he might, was struggling to keep up healing you. You both ducked behind a crumbling concrete wall, wincing when it shook with the vibrations of their attacks. Things looked grim, and for a moment, you thought all was lost. Your mouth was filled with the metallic tang of blood, and it was getting harder to stand… regardless, you made sure to stay in front of Adam. If anyone needed to stay in the fight, it’s him. The team could do without you.

Then a flash of black streaked across your vision. You scrambled to peek around the corner. That flash turned into a… splash? Tentacles sprayed forth from the pavement that cracked from the force of the impact, but soon they came together to form a vaguely humanoid being. It was huge, with broad shoulders and defined muscles that seemed to absorb any attacks coming its way. When its head turned to face the two of you, you felt a shiver run down your spine at the impossibly wide grin of razor sharp teeth.

“Good,” a gravelly, alien voice rumbled forth. “It seems we arrived just in time.”

Tentacles spewed forth and speared your enemies as the alien savior chortled at their feeble attempts to hurt it. It was terrifying to watch, and after hearing their screams you almost felt bad for those on the receiving end of those piercing appendages… yet at the same time, there was something irrefutably attractive about how effortless it was. Adam was quick to take advantage of the opportunity to finally heal you properly, but you simply watched in awe.

The mission didn’t take much longer after that. After your recovery, you and Adam made quick work of the remaining stragglers.

You learned after the battle that the identity of your savior was Venom, or rather, a symbiote named Venom that had bonded with the human named Eddie Brock. It towered over both of you even as it crouched down, giving you both that unsettling grin while its white eye markings took in every detail. Adam was stitching the last of your injuries together with his powers, but he kept a wary eye on the new third member to your little party.

“This one…” its grumbly growl echoes as its finger pokes between your breasts, “pleases us.”

You could see Adam stiffen a bit. To say that he’d become protective of you over the last few months was an understatement. White gold eyes narrow at the shiny black digit that lingers against your body, and his lip curls in visible disgust as he watches the way those tendrils seem to writhe and pulse constantly beneath Venom’s skin. But before he could jump to your defense and play the chivalrous knight he so loved to be, you made sure to speak first.

“Is that why you saved us? Because I please you?” you accuse with a pointed stare.

It’s impossible to read the expression on Venom’s face or tell where its eyes linger, but it does cock its head to the side.

“Preposterous. It is our duty. We protect our team.”

Your brow furrows, but it states it so matter-of-factly that you can’t argue it. Though you can’t help but notice the way tiny tendrils seem to peek out curiously from its finger, spreading a few inches across your chest as they feel their way about. You’re about to swat its hand away, but it seems to notice your discomfort and pulls away, resting the offending appendage on its thigh.

Adam sighs as he withdraws his healing energies, a reaffirming hand on the small of your back as he helps you stand up properly. “So you are the new vanguard assigned to us. Tell me then why I sense the stain of Knull’s essence in your being?” His voice isn’t as hostile as you might have expected. There’s a cautiousness in his tone and in his movements, to be sure, but it’s clear that his curiosity has been piqued.

“Knull is just as much our enemy as he is yours, golden one,” it growls, squinting those wide, white alien eyes at your comrade. “We do not recognize his authority even if he is our creator.”

Adam’s lips press into a thin line. He closes his eyes and lets out a long sigh. “While I find it difficult to trust you easily, there is wisdom in your words. Wisdom I can personally relate to.” He nods, and the possessive grip he has on your back relaxes slightly. “Welcome to the team, Venom.”

The three (four?) of you fell into quite the, ahem, symbiotic relationship over the next few weeks. You worked quite well together: without the focus of the enemy’s fire, you were an unstoppable force, and Adam found it much easier to heal a target that mitigates much of the damage it takes in the first place. It also helps that the two had found common ground in something, even if it occasionally put them at odds.

They were both obsessed with you.

Protecting you, healing you, taking care of you, killing for you. You’d begun to notice the energy shift and just how acutely aware they both were of your wellbeing at all times. There were also the extra glancing touches, lingering glances. You were used to those from Adam before, but those had been ignited into a fury once Venom had begun them as well. At first it was unsettling, but you’d grown accustomed to the way its tendrils caressed and wrapped around your curves in passing. If it carried you to Adam for healing, you could feel the way stray tentacles explored, dipping and slithering about. Never where they shouldn’t, but the intention was still quite clear. And that healing energy, the kind that makes your knees buckle? Yeah, Adam had returned to applying that in full force.

It all came to a head when you were all turning in for the night during a scouting mission. You had some down time while waiting for the target to make a move, so you made camp in an abandoned convenience store in one of the more wrecked parts of the city. Lighting a fire could potentially draw too much attention, and seeing as you were really the only one to suffer from any sort of cold, it fell to Adam and Venom to keep you warm. As you all lie down on a makeshift bed of emergency blankets with bags of stale cereal for pillows, Venom is the first to make its move.

They bickered a little less nowadays, at least, so all Adam gives Venom is a slightly disappointed glance when those symbiotic tendrils curl around your body. Despite its intentions, they’re cold and slimy, and you shiver at the initial feeling. It responds by liquifying itself even further, enveloping your limbs and waist in a cold black that slowly responds to and encases your body heat. His instincts tell him to stop this, to save you from that inky embrace, but something stays his hand. Instead, Adam rolls onto his side, propping his head up as he watches the two of you.

“Is that… comfortable?” he asks with genuine curiosity as he watches the slick ooze form to your body’s shape. It stirs something in him, but he’s not ready to admit that yet.

The shuddering subsides as your body acclimates to its symbiotic cocoon. “It’s… warm now, at least. It’s not uncomfortable,” you respond. But, as a living entity, it seems the symbiote can’t quite stay still, pulsing and writhing against you. It seeps under your clothes, seeking out your body heat to better maintain it, and you squirm slightly. Body heat doesn’t seem to be something you’ll be struggling with for long, as your face begins to flush with the way those tendrils caress you almost lovingly.

Adam could have sworn he saw Venom smiling knowingly, but it could be so difficult to read its expression. Once he hears your staggered breaths, however, his eyes narrow even if he doesn’t make an immediate move. “What are you doing to her?”

“Keeping this one warm,” it responds with a guttural groan. You feel something stir against your backside, and it causes you to gasp. “We know of a good way to do this.”

The golden man’s throat goes dry as he watches. Your body squirms, yes, but it doesn’t look as though you’re trying to break free. And he of all people recognizes the flush on your face and that needy warmth that radiates from your soul. 

You were enjoying this, even if you yourself hadn’t recognized it yet.

And then that long, pink tongue is snaking around your neck and teasing at your parted lips.

“V-Venom--?” you gasp.

“This one feels good on us. We would please you further, if you allow us…” it whispers, that normally grating voice taking on a low and almost seductive quality. “We have thought of this a long time.”

Those tendrils are dipping into your hero suit, teasing along your hip bone or touching just out of reach of your hardening nipples. It’s hard to breathe, not from the tongue that curls about your neck, but from the arousal that builds in your core. You ache with a primal need, you ache for more, so much so that you almost forget that Venom is waiting patiently for your permission. How quaint for a being that’s clearly fine with fondling you already.

“A…And Adam?” you finally eke out, and you see his cheeks turn a deep copper at your offer of inclusion.

“The… blindingly golden one may join. We do not care. We only wish to feel you and keep you warm. Hot.” A tendril finally snakes around your nipple, flicking over the bud beneath your clothes, and you breathe out a soft moan. “Quivering.”

For now, it’s all Adam can do to watch as Venom toys with your body, snaking between your legs and lifting one up as it begins exploring your thighs. Venom parts its symbiotic casing of you, and he can see just how wet you are already as it soaks through your clothes. Even that is done away with quickly as its appendages work in tandem to strip you, leaving you bare and naked before them both. A tendril slips down, sliding back and forth along your slit and coating itself in your wetness. It growls in satisfaction at the gasping breaths spilling  from your lips.

“Y/N…” Adam groans. You meet his gaze, and you can see the struggle in his eyes.

The chill of night is all but forgotten as you moan feverishly at Venom’s ministrations, and Adam is finally spurred to action as he swallows those sounds with his lips on yours. This feels wrong, like he’s aiding in your defilement by allowing this symbiote to have its way with you, but then he feels your hand cupping him through his pants and palming at his hardening length.

“Y/N,” he gasps out, breaking the kiss as you stroke him back and forth. Your movements are much less sure than they usually are, distracted by the way more of Venom’s tendrils travel lower, lower…

They tease at your ass, slathering your skin in black slick as they poke and prod. It draws a staggered cry from your lips. Adam watches you in awe, twitches in your hand even as it falters, cupping your face in his hands before kissing you hungrily. Desire wins out over duty in his mind as he bucks into your touch.

“This one is responsive. We knew this would be enjoyable,” Venom growls before that tongue begins gently squeezing, restricting the air from your lungs ever so slightly. You see stars in your vision as the asphyxiation only turns you on further. “Yes, this one would take us both quite well.”

Venom’s tentacles spread your legs further as smaller ones thread their way into your anus, fucking in and out while your mind goes blank. Adam’s lips continue to devour yours, and it isn’t long before his tongue spears into your mouth, demanding even more. You’re desperately tugging at Adam’s pants with the hand that isn’t wrapped around his cock, and more symbiotic tendrils aid in your efforts to divest your mutual partner of the offending fabric. Adam kicks it off readily as Venom tosses it to the side. When that golden length springs free, you stroke at it with a renewed vigor and, much to your surprise, your hand is joined by a slimy black tentacle wrapping around the base.

“A-ah, that is-” Adam stammers, but his words are cut off by a broken moan as you and Venom work in tandem. That slick quickens and smooths your movements, acting like lubrication that leaves your golden god gasping for breath even as he kisses you again.

All the while, Venom continues adding more and more to your spreading hole, thicker tendrils fucking into you relentlessly. You can feel its cock resting against your ass and silently thank whatever powers are listening that this symbiote was kind enough to prepare you before spearing you with that.

As if it’s reading your mind somehow, you feel more than hear Venom’s growling chortle behind you. “This one still isn’t ready for all of us.”

You’re perfectly aware of that, and even still you feel a growing fire building in the pit of your belly. Tentacles squeeze and tug at your nipples while others dance along your folds, and one wriggles back and forth over your clit. A few even whip experimentally at your ass, and you choke out a moan despite the tongue that keeps a tight hold around your throat.

“Golden one. What is it that you normally do to this one to make them cry so deliciously?” Venom asks Adam, snapping the man out of his own building orgasm as he focuses his attention back on you.

“I-I,” he stutters, deciding actions would speak louder than words when said words fail him. The hands that cradle your head begin to travel, but one of them stays and presses two fingers against your parted lips. You stare at Adam with pleading eyes and pupils blackened with lust, eagerly opening your mouth further to allow him access. He slowly fucks your mouth with those digits as your tongue laves them with attention. He groans at the feeling, nearly forgetting his original intent.

And then the energy flows forth.

You practically go cross-eyed as those streams of golden energy spread through your body, caressing your tongue and filling your mind with pleasure. At that very moment, Venom’s tongue withdraws from your neck, allowing you to scream out as all of the sensations overwhelm you at once. Those tendrils filling you so deliciously almost seem thicker now, and you can feel the way they stretch your walls. Adam’s healing quite literally mind-fucks you, and the vein on his cock pulses as you continue stroking it. Your exposed neck doesn’t need to wait for long as sharp teeth sink into it. It’s a white-hot, searing pain, and you feel the warmth of blood trickling down your shoulder, but paired with the constant flow of Adam’s power, it’s replaced with pleasure as quickly as it hurts. You can feel the skin knitting itself together as Venom withdraws its teeth.

You’re so close. You can feel it pooling low in your stomach and they can sense it. Adam’s mouth waters as he continues thrusting his fingers into yours, mimicking the pace at which Venom spears you. Your fingers and Venom’s tendril wrap around him so perfectly. But it’s not enough.

“Need… Need to be inside you,” Adam finally speaks, and how can you deny such a request when those hooded milky eyes stare at you with such unrestrained desire?

Venom withdraws its tentacles from you just as Adam removes his fingers, and you whine at the sudden loss of stimulation. You were so close, and they were so mean for that.

Those are your thoughts, at least, until you feel Venom manhandling you so that you’re lying on top of it with your back on its chest. Its tendrils still slither and slide around your body, but you notice now that none of them seek to enter you. No. There was something altogether larger prodding at you now.

Sweat drips down your back as you begin to tense up. Venom’s tongue laps at the salty sweet of you as it positions itself, and your breath hitches in your throat when you feel the head of its cock slip inside with an audible pop.

And gods, that was just the head.

Breathing just got a lot harder. You're practically gasping, and you only barely notice when Adam kneels in between your parted legs. Inch by inch, Venom fills you from behind, stretching you for what feels like an eternity. It’s hard to focus on anything else when Venom is set upon rearranging your insides. Tentacles wrap around your breasts, squishing and tugging, and your head lolls back against Venom’s shoulder.

Slowly, it thrusts. A choked, almost pained cry gurgles from your throat as you’re stretched impossibly wide. With every piston it goes deeper, deeper, and Adam can only watch in awe while he reaches forward to massage your inner thighs. Trickles of healing from his fingertips leave delicate golden trails as they seep into your skin, soothing the stretch and helping you relax. Truly, he worries the two of them might break you as he watches the bulge forming in your stomach.

Your hands find Adam’s wrists and hold on for dear life, but such touches are short lived when Venom’s tentacles wrap around your arms and trap them above your head. Though, you can’t protest when it thrusts into you especially hard, bottoming out the last few inches in one fell swoop. In fact, you can’t say much of anything with the soundless scream that leaves your mouth agape. Your eyes roll back into your head as nothing more than vowel sounds break in your throat.

“The golden one hesitates… does she not please you…?” Venom asks as it makes a show of sensually sliding tendrils over your breasts, in the creases of your thighs, and wrapping about your legs before spreading them wide. It displays you like some sort of sick pin-up. “Do we not please you?” it asks again, and you lift your head to watch as those inky black tentacles slither over to Adam and wrap behind him. He yelps when he feels them tease at his entrance, falling forward onto his hands and nearly smashing his face into your heaving chest.

It’s unlike anything he’s ever experienced with you, but when those tentacles wrap around his cock at the same time, he’s bringing a hand to his mouth and biting down on his finger. His brow furrows and he whimpers at these sensations, and you feel your cunt drool when his golden length bobs at Venom’s ministrations.

Though it’s difficult for him to form thoughts, let alone words, Adam does his best. Your golden god looks so tantalizing like this, his face hovering just above yours as sweat beads upon his brow and high pitched moans whisper breathily from his throat.

“N-No… you both please me… hah… greatly,” he manages to speak, even as his body moves back and forth with the tentacles thrusting in and out of him. “I simply have never…”

“The golden one should fuck the pretty one. It will feel even better,” Venom growls before extending its tongue to dance and wriggle about your neck and chest. You moan in agreement with his words, struggling to make any other noises as your ass is filled with that slick black rod. Even if it feels like a suicide mission, you weren’t walking away from this until you had both of their cocks stretching you to capacity.

That is, of course, if you’re able to walk at all after this.

Venom offers you to him on an obsidian platter, and it’s getting harder and harder to refuse. You look so pretty with your hands and legs bound and spread, and it’s getting harder to think when those tentacles thrust just like that… and when he meets your gaze, he can see, no, he can sense the silent plea bursting from your soul. So he kneels before you, ready to line himself up with your entrance. Venom, ever the polite one, uses a couple tendrils to spread your glistening folds. It feels like a vice even as he barely enters you. He can feel the massive girth of Venom through the thin wall of skin separating them, making you tighter than anything he’s ever felt before. It nearly takes his breath away. And the way you squirm between them, helpless to do anything but accept every inch they give you… it’s a miracle he doesn’t cum on the spot.

You, on the other hand? Nothing could have prepared you for this fullness, for the way it steals the very air from your lungs. You’re gasping as Adam slowly slips into you, the breathy sounds accompanied with the tiniest of whines and whimpers. They both still inside you, and Adam braces himself with his hands on your waist as he at least has the forethought to pour that healing energy into your soon-to-be-battered womb. Whatever sting that still lingered from the stretch dissipates, and you heave a sigh of relief.

That relief is short-lived, however, once Venom decides to start thrusting in earnest. Adam takes it as his cue to begin as well, and the two of them alternate as they fuck you utterly and completely. Adam’s healing falters when the tentacles thrusting into him drive ever deeper, and you cry out in a mixture of pleasured pain.

“It is good you are here, golden one. We would likely destroy this one’s organs if you were not healing her,” Venom’s gurgled speech states through grunting thrusts.

You’re going to be completely ruined after this.

“Oh… Y/N,” Adam moans as he starts fucking you faster, his eyes shut fast as he focuses on the sensation of you, wrapped so perfectly and tightly around him, and your symbiotic partner, stroking deep into his rectum and sliding against his prostate. “V…Venom…”

You’ve been reduced to nothing but a cock drunk, babbling mess as they continue spearing in and out of you. Tears prick at the corners of your eyes and you sob out broken moans, curling your toes as you feel your orgasm quickly approaching.

“F…hah… uh… fuck,” you stammer, your body going limp in Venom’s hold as they take their pleasures from you.

Adam’s fingers find your clit and rapidly circle the bud just as you’d shown him to, except this time he’s pouring that golden energy into your bundle of nerves. A scream draws hoarsely from your lips as your hips buck wildly.

“This one is close. She wraps around us deliciously,” Venom states as its hips clap against your ass. It grips your hips tightly, almost painfully so, hammering in and out of your stretched and abused hole as you take every inch it has to give you.

“Y… Yes… it pulsates off of her… I…” But it’s all Adam can muster to make sure you stay healed, that you survive this brutal copulating, and he struggles to form a full sentence. The strange yet pleasurable cycle of your insides bruising and tearing only to be immediately healed with golden aphrodisiac overstimulates you until your head spins. It’s hard for him to focus when he feels a strong, deep pressure building. With how tight of a fit you are, you can feel the way his cock swells slightly with his impending release. It makes the bulbous head drag along your walls in just the perfect way with every thrust, and with the way he utterly abuses your clit with his healing…

“Mm… ‘M close… don’t… ah! Don’t stop,” you beg, your words a blubbering mess as tears stream down your face.

Adam’s free hand comes to cup your cheek, and you’re almost taken aback by the soft and tender gesture before he’s injecting golden morphine straight into your mind again. You scream and keen, arching your back as they thrust into you furiously. It’s all Adam can do to keep up with both pleasuring you and actually healing you. But then that taut cord snaps, and you’re exploding, white behind your eyes as crackling lightning meets golden threads and explodes into thousands of fireworks. 

You’re given no quarter, no chance to recover, as they synchronize their movements, thrusting in and out at the same time. Your face is a mess of tears and drool, your jaw slack as you sob. Your body screams at you to get off, to get away from the sensations that threaten to overwhelm you completely, but Venom holds you fast. The torturous pleasure rewards you with a second orgasm far too quickly and you find yourself squirting onto Adam’s abdomen while your body writhes and convulses between them.

“Oh, gods, yes, Y/N! Yes, Venom, yes!” Adam moans his praises before he pumps into you with a long, drawn out groan, filling your womb with his seed. Venom growls its approval before letting out a roar, stilling inside you and streaming ribbon after ribbon of ichorous cum into your ass. It’s all you can do to stay conscious, let alone breathe, and your body twitches with the aftershocks of your orgasm and their brutal treatment.

Adam’s hand remains on your face and, being the first to recover slightly, now brushes a soothing and tender thumb over your cheek. The healing energy flows forth more quietly now, merely traveling forth to mend any lingering pains as the two of them begin to soften inside of you.

“Y/N… are you okay?” he asks softly, propping himself up so as not to burden you with his body weight.

Your voice is hoarse, but at least the pain of it fades as Adam works. Yet still, all you can manage is a dazed expression, a nod, and a hum of “Mhmm…”

As you all take a moment to collect yourselves and catch your breath, you hear vehicles in the distance and the shouts of several henchmen. Thankfully, they seem to be heading away from you this time. You’re not sure you could take on any bad guys right now.

Oh. Of course they were running away.

Sobered up from your orgasmic bliss, you let out a long, frustrated groan.

“So much for not giving away our location…” you mumble ashamedly.

A hum akin to a laugh rumbles in Venom’s chest. “It is no surprise with the sounds being made. This one is quite vocal.”

You groan again, hiding your face behind your hands. Adam finds himself chuckling too, even if this little debacle has put a handicap on your mission. “I am sure we will pick up on their trail come morning. But perhaps, for now, we all should get some rest?” he offers as he gathers his and your clothes and folds them into a neat pile.

Venom murmurs its agreement before it begins to envelop both of you in that symbiotic cocoon, surprising Adam as he finds himself pressed so intimately against you and Venom. But after that session, it’s hard to protest anything, and it isn’t long before you both fall soundly asleep in the embrace of your diligent vanguard.

[slightly-knot-insane]

Monstertober24 masterlist

(made by @/ozzgin)

Day 1: Pride and Joy [ lion hybrids x fem!reader ]

Day 2: The Bringer of Rain [ m!zmaj x fem!reader ]

Day 3: Well Being [ gn!AI x m!reader ]

Day 4: Drafty Fingers [ m!ghost x fem!reader ]

Day 5: Sharp Teeth, Soft Heart [ m!shark!hybrid x fem!reader ]

Day 6: Goddess's New Favourite [ fem!goddess x gn!reader ]

Day 7 + 15: My True Form [ gn!monster x fem!reader ]

Day 8: Homemade [ ???!monster x villain!fem!reader ]

Day 9 + 16: In Every Realm [ gn!monster x gn!reader ]

Day 10 + 14: My Eyes on You [ yandere m!monster x fem!reader ]

Day 11 + 12: Corruption [ m!demon x virgin fem!reader ]

Day 12 -> Day 11

Day 13: Don't You Dare! [ m!werewolf x fox hybrid fem!reader ]

Day 14 -> Day 10

Day 15 -> Day 7

Day 16 -> Day 9

Day 17: What Long Tongue You Have [ fem!demon x m!fairy ]

Day 18: Service Dog [ m!dog hybrid x gn!reader ]

Day 19: Burning (for) You [m!phoenix x fem!reader ]

Day 20 + 31: I Insist [ m!psoglavs* x fem!reader ]

Day 21: Flavourful [ fem!upir x fem!reader ]

Day 22: In Mates [ kobold & centaur x dom fem!reader ]

Day 23 +27 : Bloody Blessed [ werewolves x fem!reader ]

Day 24: Heated [ m!naga x m!reader ]

Day 25: A Little Bit Rusty [ m!monster x fem!reader ]

Day 26: Night Hunt [ m!fox demon x fem!reader ]

Day 27 -> Day 23

Day 28: Centaur Riding Class [ centaur x fem!reader ]

Day 29: Gentleman's Cage [ m!werewolf x fem!reader ]

Day 30: Rubbing the Wrong Way [ m!alien reader x m!human ]

Day 31 -> Day 20

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Why am I grinning this hard after finishing new chapter WEEE I love their new started cop partners I have the image in front of my eyes lmaoo and how they worked it out with Optimus about their situation. Look there is very little content about Jazz x reader or Prowl x reader I'm very glad you write this! Very excited for next chapter I love them already <3

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ᴘᴀʀɪɴɢ: Prowl x GN!Human!Reader

ᴛʀᴏᴘᴇ: Grumpy x Sunshine

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Author’s Notes: Hi everyone! Thank you for the sweet words about the story. In the future, Optimus is going to be a real sweetheart to the reader. And since some of you mentioned Jazz, I just want to say I already have a oneshot with him, and I don’t plan to take too long to post it. It’s so cold where I live that it’s getting hard to type. My fingers are going stiff on the keyboard, haha. Anyway, enjoy the chapter! :)

⋆ 𐙚 ̊.𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄

With your legs crossed, one foot clad in a heavy boot tapped the floor to the rhythm of the music playing in your head. You absentmindedly played with your fingers while your eyes scanned the room, casually observing the dull and basic decor of the sergeant’s office. The walls, painted a bland shade of cream, brought an overwhelming sense of apathy. The wooden desk in front of you held few decorations aside from a clearly child-made pen holder and a photo frame featuring the sergeant with his family. The room was relatively quiet; in the background, you could hear muffled voices talking and phones ringing outside the door, along with the persistent ticking of the wall clock, which marked 5:40p.m.

Prowl — or rather, his avatar — was sitting in the chair beside you. Unnaturally silent, his blue eyes stared straight ahead, his posture eerily perfect. Ever since you'd returned to the police station, he hadn’t said a word. You weren’t sure what he planned to tell the sergeant, but you knew you couldn’t tell the truth. Not only because Prowl and the other Autobots were counting on your discretion to keep their secret, but also because no one would believe you, and they would definitely force you to give up your job. The sound of the door opening behind you made you turn around just in time to see the sergeant entering the room. Absentmindedly flipping through some reports in his hands, he circled the desk and sat down across from you two. With a tired sigh, he dropped the papers onto the table and glanced between you and Prowl. “So, which one of you is going to tell me about the incident?”

Before you could open your mouth, Prowl took responsibility and began to speak in a cold, serious tone “We were intercepted on the way by armed, masked individuals. We weren’t harmed, but apparently, their intention was only to delay us. Unfortunately, we were unable to identify them or the vehicle they used.” Prowl’s posture and way of speaking were nearly robotic, which was ironic, but if he truly wanted to blend in with humans, he’d need a few pointers. Sergeant Smith simply nodded before leaning back in his chair and resting his hands behind his head. “Well, we’ll open an investigation into this incident. Officer Rowley, right?” he asked, and Prowl confirmed with a nod “You weren’t the partner I had in mind for the officer here, but judging by your record, it’s clear you have experience. And since their original partner is on leave, I believe you two can make a good team. Alright, you’re dismissed. You can go.”

Prowl was the first to rise, and you followed suit after noticing the sergeant’s bored gaze lingering on you. You offered him a faint smile and left the room, closing the door behind you. So that was it. You weren’t meant to be partners, you had ended up in this situation simply by being in the wrong place at the wrong time. Maybe if you hadn’t gotten into that car that day, you wouldn’t have gotten tangled up in this whole alien war mess. Prowl walked silently ahead, and you had to quicken your pace to keep up. Since it was nearly shift change, the locker room was relatively full. You had to squeeze through groups of people chatting absentmindedly just to reach your locker and grab your backpack. Once outside, you let out a relieved sigh. It was suffocating being surrounded by so many people. Prowl was waiting for you, leaning against the hallway wall with his arms crossed over his chest. Without saying a word, he started walking again, and you followed him, heading toward the station’s lot, where his real body was parked.

“Give me your phone,” he said plainly, and you looked at him, confused. Still, you rummaged through your bag, found the device, and handed it to the mech. He scrolled through it and typed somethings before finally returning it to you. “A blocker. We need to be cautious now that the Decepticons know about you.” you nodded and slowly put the phone back in your backpack. Your curious eyes glanced between his avatar and his real form, still trying to wrap your head around all of it. It was strange to think this was really happening. As a child, you used to read books about space and its vastness, and you remembered thinking how ridiculous it was to believe we were alone among the stars. And now, you had proof you were right. You weren’t alone. You just didn’t know if that certainty brought you comfort… or fear. “Well, I’m heading home then. See you tomorrow, right?”

He gives you a confused look and raises an eyebrow, then responds, “I’m going with you. Optimus assigned me as your guardian, I need to ensure your safety.” you let out a short laugh and pat his left arm lightly, but when you realize he’s still dead serious, you straighten up and clear your throat. “You’re serious, big guy? Because, honestly, my place is tiny. Barely fits me and Olivia Benson. I don’t think you’d even fit inside on your knees.” He closes his eyes and exhales deeply before answering, “I’ll stay in vehicle mode, disguised and hidden. I need you to be discreet, you can’t tell your friend about any of this, understood?” You blink a few times before letting out another laugh, was he seriously thinking your little fish was a person? You decide to say nothing; you’ll introduce them when the time comes.

Prowl found himself confused by human humor. In truth, he understood very little about your kind, and to be honest, he had no real interest in learning. But now, in this situation, he had to keep you safe and make sure you didn’t blurt out anything about their presence on Earth “Alright, I’ll drive ahead and you follow me.” He nods in confirmation and watches you walk away toward the exit. Then he walks over to his real body, enters the car by the driver’s side, and lets the illusion of his avatar fade away. He was tired, but he knew he had to keep up appearances. Prowl starts the engine and leaves the station lot, parking under a tree to watch you get into an old, battered Beetle. Once you begin to drive, he waits a few seconds before following, keeping a safe distance between your cars.

The way to your house is neither long nor difficult. Traffic was surprisingly light for that hour, and people seemed far too absorbed in their own lives to notice a police vehicle tailing a little Beetle. When you arrive on your street, Prowl sees it’s a quiet neighborhood, and judging by the houses and the few residents outside, it’s mostly inhabited by elderly folks. Your home wasn’t much different from the others, maybe just your garden looked a bit less taken care of. You park your Beetle on the street and get out, walking toward the garage. With a remote, you open the door and make space for him to enter. Once inside, you close the door, and darkness settles over the space. Feeling around the wall, you find the light switch and turn on a dim yellow bulb above you both. Your hand is soft and delicate as you gently stroke Prowl’s hood “Welcome to my home. It’s no five-star hotel, but at least you won’t be exposed to the weather.”

The mech observes you silently, the only sound coming from the faint hum of his engine. He could feel the warmth of your hand through his metal plating, and though he said nothing, the touch was oddly comforting. “I’m going in now. You’ll be okay here on your own?” your question snaps him out of the trance your touch had induced, and he replies with a soft hum.

You walk away and head straight to the bathroom for a shower. Under the hot water, your muscles relax and you finally let yourself cry. Tears stream freely down your cheeks as you slide down the wall until you’re sitting on the floor, hugging your knees. The events of the day finally hit you. In a single day, you’d started a new job, been mistreated by coworkers, met your new partner who turned out to be an alien, were attacked by another alien and nearly died in the process, met more aliens claiming to be the good guys, and now you were home with said alien partner disguised as a car, hiding in your garage. On top of everything, you were new to the city and didn’t have any friends besides your little fish or the old lady next door, but you knew you could never tell her about any of this. Resting your cheek on your knees, you stay in that position for a long time, letting the hot water wash away the day’s stress while the steam fogs up the bathroom.

When you finally finish your shower, you dress in a pair of loose pajama shorts and an oversized T-shirt from a band you didn’t even know. The rumble of your stomach reminds you of your hunger, so you walk into the kitchen intent on making a snack. Opening the fridge, you realize there’s not much, just some tuna spread, a few tomato slices, and some bread. It would do. You quickly make a sandwich, and with the first bite, you nearly roll your eyes in satisfaction. You hadn’t realized how hungry you were until that moment. Then you think of Prowl. He was alone in the garage, stuck in vehicle mode, in an unfamiliar place. Even though you didn’t know much about his kind, you wondered if he might be hungry. He’d spent the entire day with you, and you hadn’t seen him eat anything. Did alien robots eat regularly? And if so, could they consume anything besides that weird blue stuff Optimus had mentioned? Well, he was a car after all.

Decided, you place your sandwich on a plate and head to your room. Rummaging through the closet, you find an old inflatable mattress stored in a box. You throw a pink blanket over one shoulder, tuck a pillow under your arm, grab the box handle with one hand, and the sandwich plate with the other, then head to the garage. Once in front of the garage door, you give it a light bump with your hip to open it. Even though Prowl’s vehicle form had no expression, you could feel his gaze on you. “What’s all this?” he asks, a hint of disguised curiosity in his voice. You smile “I came to keep you company!”

You set the plate, blanket, and pillow on an old wooden cabinet, then drop the box to the floor and kneel to open it. Prowl watches silently, intrigued, as you unfold the mattress and spread it out on the floor beside him. You turn to the cabinet and rummage through its doors until you find a small air pump. You attach the nozzle to the mattress valve and begin pumping it manually — up and down motions, pausing occasionally to rest before resuming. When it’s finally inflated, you give a few excited little hops and put the pump back where you found it. You grab the blanket and pillow and toss them onto the mattress, then take the plate and sit cross-legged, in lotus position, getting comfy. One hand brings the sandwich to your mouth while the other rests on your bare knee. “You know, I just don’t feel right leaving you here alone. What kind of host would I be? So, I’m sleeping here with you tonight,” you say with a wide grin.

If he were in his bipedal form, Prowl would definitely have wide optics right now “You do understand you don’t have to do this, right? I’m fine here,” he tries to protest but you raise a finger, cutting him off. “Nonsense. It’s no trouble at all…” you chuckle lightly, and he tries again, “No, I really do prefer being alon-”

“No need to thank me, Prowler. I’m doing this with love!” The sudden nickname catches him off guard, and he wants to ask about it. Explain that it’s weird since you two weren’t friends or close, but you ignore him and finish your sandwich. Then you get up, walk over to the cabinet, place your plate on top, and open one of the drawers to pull out a plastic jerrycan. “Obviously I don’t have any emergin, energun, whatever that thing is called… but if you want, I can go to the gas station and get you some gasoline. I figured diesel wouldn’t be good for you, so gasoline seemed like the safer bet.”

Silence fills the garage as you stare at him, blinking slowly while holding the canister. This time, Prowl can’t hold it in. He bursts out laughing, a loud and hearty laugh that shakes his entire frame. You keep staring, unsure why he’s laughing. He was a car; didn’t cars need gas? Maybe he was electric? After a few minutes, the mech finally regains enough composure to reply “We don’t digest gasoline,” he says between more chuckles “Only energon. But… I appreciate the gesture.” And that’s when you realize just how ridiculous you must have sounded to him. Still, it was a valid attempt, and at least you finally managed to make him laugh after so many failed tries.

You put the jerrycan back and return to the mattress, fluffing the pillow and lying down under the blanket. The silence between you is mostly comfortable, though he occasionally lets out a chuckle. By the fourth time, you huff and say, “Alright, it wasn’t that funny…” He chuckles again, and you find yourself smiling at the sound of his voice, it was oddly comforting. “Sorry. I just didn’t expect that offer.” While he still laughs softly, you reach out and give one of his tires a gentle punch. As strange as it was, that little blunder had opened the door to conversation, and you decide to take advantage of it. You ask him questions. He doesn’t answer all of them, but he doesn’t seem bothered by your chattiness either. And so you stay like that, talking for hours in the dark garage. When sleep finally washes over you, you turn to your side and say a soft ‘good night’. Prowl’s voice is low and gentle when he replies, “Good night, little chatterbox.”

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m!Alien x gn!reader part 1

Made out story about gn!reader living with an extraterrestrial after it's not safe anymore to live on Earth. Gradually, they get to know each other's races and become closer...Make time to read the whole story, it is quite long.

It's interesting to realize that you're an endangered specie. It's incredible how 8.2 billion people have become four thousand individuals.

It lasted 2 years. There was an electric charge in the air with radioactive radiation that shook the atmosphere so intensely that it caused the worst diseases in most people, leading to deaths.

The government had already admitted the existence of aliens a few years ago, it wasn't a new topic. Although as a civilian you didn't have enough information... So you were quite confused when they took you to a constructed platform with inhuman machines.

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„What happens to the animals?" A little elementary school boy asked you while holding your hand. „The animals from Earth are already loaded onto the big ships that will be taking off." you explained, trying to stay as calm as possible.

The machines around you were silent, the only noise being the human voices of the group you stood in. „And when will we take off?" he questioned again. „When they tell us, they'll take us to one of those ships too. I don't know when that will be."

Tall figures in armor marched from station to station, chattering in a language you didn't know. You couldn't see a bit of their skin, they looked more like androids. Their protective suits were white with black parts. They reminded you a bit of Ironman's suit in terms of design.

A huge flying disc, emitting purple light, flew over the group of people you were standing in. It was once again silent, but its majestic appearance left everyone speechless.

You were sitting on the ground, some were having a conversation, others were quiet. The little boy played with your fingers while telling you about his interests, which helped you think about anything other than the fear of leaving the planet.

„...but the Mosasaurus is the biggest, that's why I like it the most! I have a lot of toys at home and I have about three mosasauruses. I got one for Christmas and my mom and dad bought me the other two." „Wow, you have good knowledge!" You praised him.

You were never drawn to children, but when they put you in this group and he was the only little child there, you wanted to keep an eye on him.

"I wonder where they are now. I haven't seen them in a long time." Your face turned a little sad because you knew the truth, but you didn't have the heart to tell him. "But I'm sure they're okay! Dad always protected mom and me, he'll take care of her." he said optimistically and you had to hide the tear that started to flow down your face.

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„Group twelve, the ship is ready, I ask you to follow me." A robotic voice, sounding similar to Google Translate, came from the helmet of a tall, armored extraterrestrial. The conversations fell silent and everyone followed him (?).

The large gate led into a massive extraterrestrial spacecraft that must have been at least half a mile squared. „I beg for your attention, humans." the translatoric voice began.

„You are one of the last humans in the universe, we cannot afford any losses." Another figure pointed to a device they were holding in their hand. „You will be marked with this device before you board." The group began to chatter in disbelief again, before they were silenced. „It's painless, it works similarly to a human barcode."

They shone the device on the back of our necks and a tattoo with strange symbols appeared there. They weren't lying when they said it was painless. You looked back at the landscape of your home planet for the last time. You tried to soak up the image of green trees in the distance that you might never see again in your life.

When the gate closed, a wave of mixed emotions swept over you. You suddenly realized how lost everything was and how afraid you were of the unknown. You didn't know what was waiting for you. All you knew was that the extraterrestrial community was evacuating the few people left, including you.

After you boarded the ship, they planned to put you in individual pods for who knows how long. Before leaving, the little boy waved goodbye to you. That was the last time you saw him.

The last thing you remember is being given a small capsule that you swallowed. And then emptiness. Nothing, just a blank mind. At least for the moment, those unbearable emotions left you.

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'Is that light?' you asked yourself. A gentle voice spoke to you in an unknown language. Their tone was reminiscent of a person greeting their cat after returning from work.

When your eyes started to function properly, you saw a tall being in a white uniform and a light in her hand, that had three long fingers. You assumed it was a woman. She must have been examining your condition after you woke up. She had dark blue skin with white dots around her ear area, however she didn't have any earlobes.

She played a recording from a player in her other hand announcing that you had arrived at the location. „Before disembarking, I will ask you to consume this." it continued as the woman handed you a plate with a funny looking white puree. It didn't look appealing.

But for some reason you were terribly hungry, so you ate the food, even though it didn't taste nicely.

Without further explanation, she led you to a small, colorless room with only a strange chair. When the automatic door closed behind you, you felt the room move with you, it seemed like it was used for transportation.

You sat there for a long time, your only companions being your thoughts. You had so many questions that you didn't know the answers to, maybe you didn't even want to know them.

It seemed like an hour, you were bored and anxious. You explored the entire room, hoping to find a button, something, anything, even just a discarded hair tie, to keep yourself busy and distracted. However, you ended up huddled in the corner of the room, where your eyelids started to droop again.

Before you could fall asleep, the automatic door across from you opened. It signaled you to go outside of it, but something inside you prevented you from doing so, the room was safe after all.

You stayed in that corner for a moment before you gathered your courage and stood up. The path led to a white hall, where there was nothing. You finally got to the end of it and waited to see what would happen next.

Sensors appeared from the ceiling and walls, scanning you with red light. It made the hairs on the back of your neck stand up. Another door opened in front of you, leading to a room with a high ceiling.

The room was no longer lacking colors. The space reminded you of a dining room thanks to the square table in the middle that looked like it was made of acrylic or a similar material to a bathtub.

A tall extraterrestrial walked in from another room. Very tall. Taller than the figures who helped you board. No wonder the place had such high ceilings.

Their size scared you a little and you took a step back. They squatted down and smiled as they showed you two small devices. They had placed one of them where their earlobe would probably be, but instead they only had a hole like a reptile.

The second one was handed to you. You understood that you were supposed to put it on too. When you placed it behind your ear, it gently installed itself. You silently looked back at the 'person' who had given it to you.

„Greetings." He said invitingly in a male voice that sounded more human and not like a cheap translator. You stood there in front of him with your eyes wide open. „Heh, could I ask you to say something? I need to see if the translators are working." With a swallow you answered him. „Uh yeah, sorry."

„Wonderful! I'm glad that there won't be any language problems in communication." What a cheerful alien. Even though the alien here was you. You didn't know what to call his race, so you stuck with that term. He stood up and placed his hand on your back to guide you.

„Come on, let's sit in the living room, it'll be more comfortable there. I'm sure you have a lot of questions, you can ask me anything without shame." He sounded so excited.

The next room truly looked like a living room, just in a modern style. What caught your attention the most was the huge stylish couch that was the same color as his skin. The color was a pale blue to grayish, and somehow it had a calming effect on you.

It took you a little while to climb onto the couch next to him, after all, it was made for his size. „Well? You can ask ahead now." hr reminded you. „What now?" The smile on his face dropped a little as you continued. „What will happen with me now?"

When he finally understood your question, he started smiling widely again. „Of course, so... We cannot have your species in one place, each individual will be distributed across half of this planet individually to different homes, where we will take care of you until your reservation is complete."

Gulping, you stared at him like he was talking without a translator. „Reservation?" „Mhm, a place where we'll let you evolve for a few more hundred years so you can finally join our community."

„Um.. That sounds like you're treating us like rabbits." Ah, forgive me, but my translator doesn't know the word 'rabbit' because it has nothing to associate it with, in other words, this term doesn't exist in our language." Don't they know rabbits? Well, you should have expected that they wouldn't have the same animals here as on Earth.

„However... You can compare it to children treating. We just have to let you grow up, let you take your first steps. We can only interfere with that slightly. But the disaster on Earth spoiled our plans a little." His comparison didn't sound so bad anymore, you accepted it.

„So I'm going to live here with you now?" you guessed out loud. „Temporarily, until they relocate you" he replied. You were swaying in place with nervousness. Despite the explanation, you were still feeling uneasy by the whole situation.

„Hey, don't worry, I've read a few books about humans, I know the necessary things, I'll take a good care of you, you can trust me." You licked your dry lips and mumbled. „I think I need some peace and quiet now, I feel.. overwhelmed." „I understand. Can I perhaps show you your room?" he offered and you simply nodded.

It was a spacious apartment, you noticed a lot of differences from a apartment you considered normal. Besides the high ceilings and strange furniture, you noticed that none of the rooms were separated by doors. You wondered why, so you asked him.

"And why do YOU have doors?" he asked you back. "Well, for privacy and... security." "You're not in any danger here, and as far as privacy goes, I'll give you as much space as you need." His kindness relaxed you more and more.

You reached the room where there was a huge round bed with a blanket and a large pillow with interesting patterns on it. Spiral decorative formations resembling plants hung from the ceiling, and on one side was something like a wardrobe you assumed. Although it was still unfamiliar, it was the least alien room you had been in all day.

„It's all yours here, if you want to add anything, just say so. I want you to feel comfortable here." You took a deep breath and exhaled. "Thank you... for being considerate." „Of course, don't mention it. I'll leave you alone here, you can even fall asleep. If you need anything, you can find me in the room opposite yours, it's my room. Also, feel free to wander around if you'd feel like it. You're not here as a visitor, we're more like roommates now."

He was about to leave before you asked him the last question. „How should I call you?" „My name is Lissinlaciss, but you can call me by a shorter nickname... Like Lissin or Laciss, it's up to you, I'll answer on both."

Nodding, you told him your name in return. Before he left, he reminded you to take off the translator so it doesn't bother you in your sleep. Then he gently tapped twice on the wall and the light in your room went out. After you took off your translator you lay under the blanket, which was unexpectedly heavy, but pleasant to the touch. The pillow was fluffy and the mattress soft. Your whole body relaxed and even though you were afraid of the future, you really felt safe.

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Despite your constant efforts, you couldn't fall asleep. Was it the new environment? Was it the light coming from the hallway and the room opposite? But that would be absurd, you couldn't fall asleep in your own home without a night light.

Your goal was to get some rest and organize your thoughts, which you did. So you decided to climb out of the bed and check your surroundings.

You went to look in the room at the end of the hall. It was dark, so you tried tapping on the wall like... he did. Damn, you forgot his name. The tapping worked, the lights actually came on. You assumed it was the bathroom.

It was a little unusual, but the toilet looked... like a toilet. At least something. There was no toilet paper in sight, you'll have to ask him about that.

On your way back, you peeked into the room where your tall pale blue roommate was supposed to be. And there he was. He was sitting in something designly similar to a dentist's chair. He was looking at some hologram and making strange gestures with his hands, maybe that was how he controlled it. You didn't need anything yet, so you continued exploring.

You walked through the living room to the dinning room, where you first appeared. Those were all the rooms that were here. Where was a kitchen in that case? Is it possible that he has his meals imported? You wanted to test if tapping on the wall worked for all the lights. And yes, the lights did indeed turn off and after another tapping you turned them back on.

'Interesting', you thought. What if you tapped somewhere else? Maybe on the floor? You knelt down and did it. A lot of things started to emerge from the walls, including kitchen utensils... Knives, spoons, weird shaped frying pans, probably a teapot and so on.

It startled you a bit, you started tapping on the floor again to make it all hide again. It stressed you out when a lot more things started to appear. You stood up in panic and grabbed your head. „No, no, no, no!!.."

You turned around with the plan to tell the alien, but instead you saw him standing where the door would normally be. Giggling, he observed you with amusement.

You flinched when you heard his suddenly deep voice in another language. You touched your translator in confusion, thinking it wasn't working... But it wasn't there! You forgot to put it back to your ear when you got out of bed. You glanced up at him only to see him handing it to you. Damn that's a bit embarrassing.

When you finally put it on, he repeated what he said, this time in that sweet human voice. „Is there anything I can help you with, Y/N?~" his tone teasing. You stammered as you described to him what you were doing.

„Nothing's wrong, don't worry. Come on, I'll show you how to hide it." You two walked over to the kitchen counter and he ran one finger over its surface twice. Then it all got into it's original place. „I assume you have it a little different on Earth, am I right?" Lissinlaciss asked.

„We have to control it manually... Do all apartments have this type of controling? Like the tapping and... you know." „Everyone has it set up a little differently, but almost everyone use the same technology."

You stood there in silence for a moment until he decided to speak. "I need to finish something, if you wait a moment, I'll get to you right away." You didn't want to be a burden, so you protested that you would just go back to your room. "No, no, we'll have to buy you some clothes anyway, what you're wearing might attract too much attention. You can come with me, I'll show you my room."

After the incident in the kitchen/dinning room, you preferred to avoid touching anything, including walls, not wanting to accidentally trigger something again. Lissinlaciss sat you down on his bed with the same blanket and pillow as yours.

You scanned him as he sat in that strange chair again, gesticulating with his hands. On the hologram in front of his face, it looked like he was writing, only it was in a slightly irregular style; not left to right, not right to left, not bottom to top, or vice versa. You couldn't understand the system.

After a moment, he sighed and turned off the device by tapping it twice again. "I was sending an administrative message saying you arrived safely." he explained to you. „I see." „..." „..."

„..Okay, let's go pick out some clothes for you." And with that you reached a wall, which he placed the back of his hand against, and the wall disappeared pixel by pixel. You couldn't help but be surprised yet amazed. When you went out into the hallway, the wall appeared again behind you.

You stepped onto a platform that took you three floors down. You passed through a gate and saw a street where various creatures were moving. Some were similar to Lissinlaciss, others were completely different in shape and color.

Your translator was able to translate everything you heard. The speech didn't match the movements of their mouths, but you understood their conversations. The path was made out of the same material as the floor in Lissin's apartment. That is, Lissin's and yours. You couldn't avoid the looks from the other people, but they didn't look at you with disgust, just interest. Despite their curiosity, they quickly minded their own businesses.

„There is no need to be nervous, Y/N. I read that your race is very judgmental, you won't find much of that here." He told you, noticing your stiffness. With that, your anxiousness faded away.

Lissin walked slowly so you'd keep up with him, considering that you were half his size. The street you were walking on didn't have the racket you were used to in your city. It was a pleasant change.

After a few minutes of walking he says; „They make custom clothes here, there are more shops, but I doubt they'd have anything in your size." Without your response, you walked inside and were immediately greeted by a woman of the same species as him. Slightly shorter, her skin with a darker blue yet stile pale to grayish. „Lissin, greetings! What can I do for you?" 'Right, his name is Lissin- something.' you said to yourself hoping to remember his name this time.

„Hello, Misxi'de, I'm here today with a new being who needs something to wear, I thought you would be the best choice." Lissin announced back, pointing at your small form. Waving, she smiled at you, squealing with joy.

„Would it be inappropriate to say you are adorable???" It was hard for her to hold back screams. „Um.." You've somehow lost your words. „Come on, I'll measure you." She stated as she stood up and motioned for you to follow her. Lissin walked beside you for your comfort.

She stood you on a line etched into the floor. You expected her to pull out a tape measure, but instead, a light began to flicker from the line below you. "Done, you can go sit down." She said calmly and went into the next room.

Lissin watched you try to climb onto a chair in the waiting room. Although it was comical, he held back his laughter and, with your permission, picked you up to help you sit on it. „Thanks." You mumbled ashamed.

"I'll get you some stools for our apartment so you don't have these problems at home." He smiled at you and put on a bracelet with strings attached to the pads of his fingers.

You were very inattentive today and only now did you realize that Lissin has seven fingers. Light shone from the strings, forming a hologram above his open palm. With gentle movements of his fingers, he controlled what was displayed on it.

A white stool in 3D began to be projected, which he gradually rotated. „What about this one? It doesn't look bad." Then he showed another one, a dark one with various ornaments. „This one is also stylish." He glanced at your shocked face. "You probably don't know this device either, do you..." You looked away from the hologram and answered. "I only know touch devices, we call them phones. Or we use computers..." You chatted while Lissin projected different stools on the hologram. "I know the term 'computer', it's used in travel devices like flying discs."

You liked a pale blue stool that was shown after a while. "I like this one." you admitted, pointing at it. "It would go well with your apartment in terms of color." "You're right, it would go well with OUR apartment." He corrected you. "Right..."

At that moment, the tall woman, Misxi'de, came back and told you to go see her again. Misxi'de pushed back the collar of your shirt a little and placed a small round button on your chest. You had no idea how it stuck to you, almost like a magnet on a fridge, but you almost didn't feel it, it didn't hurt.

„I ask you to go to the cabin and take off your clothes." Your cheeks turned red. „A-all of my clothes?" you asked, unsure. „Of course, when you're naked, you'll press the button on your chest and it will starts to project on your body how new clothes would fit you.

You crawled into the cabin and did everything as instructed. The hologram on you was not even recognizable, you just didn't feel any substance on you. You slowly showed up with clenched fists, still feeling uncomfortable without the feel of your clothes. It showed how you would look like wearing something similar to a tent dress.

They observed you curiously and nodded their heads. "Yeah, it suits them, it doesn't even need any adjustments." She said and Lissin agreed with her opinion. "Please press the button again so we can see another." She continued and you obeyed.

There was no glitch between the projection changes, you breathed a sigh of relief. Now it was showing a sleeveless chest covering with pants that looked like they were made of plastic. You looked at yourself in disgust and Lissin commented. „Looks like you don't like this one.." Misxi'de turned to him. „And you do!? Boy, I thought you had a little bit of sense of style!" „Heyy..." „Next one!" You pressed the button again.

This time it looked identical to the type of clothes Lissin was wearing; a collar over the shoulders covering the chest and a long loincloth reaching down to the floor. You felt a little too exposed for your taste, but it suited you.

„Ooo now that's what I'm talking about!" Cheered Misx'de at the sight of you. Lissin on the other hand wasn't saying a thing. He just stared at you, lips slightly parted, mesmerized. She snapped her fingers in front of his eyes to get a reaction. „Ah, yes... This one is good." He stated and scratched the back of his neck.

„Good?? They look stunning!" She corrected him and turned her attention back to you. „What about you, how do you like this style, dear?" You swallowed and looked at yourself again. „Well, it's a bit revealing, however I saw a few people in it on the way here, so I have nothing to be ashamed of. I like it."

„I'm SO glad you like our cultural clothing!" Misx'de blurted out. So that was the reason why this clothing was so common... It's quite possible that you'll fit in better because of it. You chose more different outfits together and then Misx'de... went to make them for you? You didn't know if a machine 'sewed' them or she did, but that didn't matter.

You two thanked her for her services and she wished you a pleasant stay on their planet. 'What a kind extraterrestrial.' you thought for yourself as you walked out of the store with the identical clothing Lissin had.

The looks from passersby were smiling, and even though you were showing more skin than you were used to, you weren't worried at all.

You walked back to the building you had your apartment in. Inside, you met a gentleman of a different race than Lissin. „Good afternoon, Lissinlaciss, where are you coming from?" the red skinned alien with white dots all over his body asked. Lissin exclaimed an answer.

„We were just at Misx'de's, choosing new clothes for Y/N." The red one, as tall as Lissin, lowered his gaze and looked at you. „Ahh, you must be the human Laciss wouldn't shut up about! I wondered how you'd look like." You glanced at Lissin for a moment and noticed him looking away.

„Anyway, my name's Bah'rah, nice to meet you, lil human." He put the back of his hand to you. It was a strange action, you didn't know what to do or how to react, so you gently squeezed his four-fingered hand and shook it.

The two of them looked at you in silence for a moment, and then Bah'rah burst out laughing. You felt a little embarrassed, but then Lissin placed his hand on your shoulder. „Sorry, I probably should have taught you some basics, but don't worry, we'll catch up to that together."

When Bah'rah finally stopped laughing, he wiped his tear and grabbed your hand. „Look, like this;" He placed the backs of your hands together. „Ah, I see... apologies I didn't know." you admitted and laughed nervously. „Naah, you had no way to find out, that's totally fine!"

After the boys did the same, you said your goodbyes. When the platform took you to the third floor and you came to the wall with a strange mark on it, Lissin drew a cross on the wall with one finger and finally placed the back of his hand on the wall. The wall disappeared pixel by pixel and you walked inside before it reappeared once again.

Lissin handed you the bag with your new clothes and went with you to your room where he showed you how the wardrobe works.

„Nothing complicated, you just draw a tiny circle onto the surface. Go ahead and try." You walked closer and made that little circle on the wardrobe with your index finger. A short high-pitched sound was heard and the wardrobe opened in the same way as an automatic doors in supermarkets would. After tiding up your clothes, all you had to do was press the display inside it at your face level to close the wardrobe again.

He awkwardly asked you if you were hungry, to which you admitted that you were a little. It was almost dinner time, so he suggested that he'll prepare the food while you clean yourself up.

The shower in the bathroom worked differently than you were used to. He stood you in the middle and showed you how to control everything. Instead of water, your body would be covered in mist, which would then evaporate.

„Then you walk over here and place your palm on this touchpad. Warm air will blow on you, which will dry you. But don't worry, it won't be too hot. It will stop by itself when you're dry, and then you can put on the clothes you have over there." „I think I understand."

„Okay, I'll make dinner. If you need anything, shout, I'm sure I'll hear you since there's no door. But fear not, I won't come here unless you call." You smiled in confidence and he then walked away, leaving you to the mercy of the bathroom.

You undressed and placed both palms on the wall next to you. A mist began to appear, clinging only to one part reserved for the shower. The mist was getting into your mouth and eyes, which bothered you a bit, Lissin probably didn't have a problem with this considering he was twice your size.

After about two minutes, the mist returned to where it came from and you touched the touchpad for it to dry you. The warm air felt so nice on your body, you almost didn't want to leave. But then it stopped and you were forced to go get dressed.

The dining room turned into the kitchen, where Lissin was preparing the promised meal. He wrapped a mixture of various plants, probably vegetables, into a transparent dough, which was then pressed out by an automatic machine. In the end, it looked like a fresh spring roll that was half a meter long.

„It looks delicious." you announced, startling him slightly. „O-oh... Thank you, I hope you'll like the taste as well." You noticed two soft balloons that were part of the floor placed by the table.

„You can sit on one of the damig'hen" He said the strange word in a deeper voice. Your translator probably didn't have a suitable translation for it. It sounded slightly creepy in his own voice, but you shrugged it off snd sat on one of the balloons and tried to repeat its name.

„Damn..ing.. han.?" you repeated in a low whisper. „Ah, did it not translate?" „...No." „I was talking about those white things, although you understood well." Lissin cut the roll in half and put each on the table for the both of you. Without plates. Without cutlery.

„Ahh, I'm not sure I'll eat it all, there's a lot of it." you confessed at the sight of the portion. „That's fine, eat as much as you want, no need to overeat yourself."

You both waited for the other to start eating. You sacrificed yourself and started. Grabbed the roll in both hands you bit into its edge. Your eyes lit up at the delicious taste. „Oh my gosh- I have no idea what it is but this is the most delicious food I have ever tried! Fuck..."

Lissin was shocked and silent for a moment. „F-fuck??" he repeated in question. „OH- I'm sorry, forgive me, I shouldn't have cursed..." guild and shame washed over you. „No! No, no, Y/N, that is absolutely okay, I curse as well! It's just... that I have never heard someone use coitus as a curse word before."

Was he serious?

„Oh crumbs... Still, it was inappropriate. I apologize." „Worry not." Then you started to eat again. The thing troubling you was that Lissin was still having his eyes glued on you. 'A bit disturbing' you thought. „Are you not going to eat?" you decided to ask. „...I am." Chewing another piece, you stared back at him.

Lissin shifted in his seat petitely. His body language showed discomfort. It was strange to think so, but it seemed like he didn't want to eat his food in front of you. You put your roll back on the table. "Are you done eating? Already? Won't you be hungry?" Lissin asked worriedly. "I'll start eating when you start."

Now his eyes were fixed on the portion in front of him. "My race doesn't eat like yours." He mumbled. "I just don't want you to feel... well... I don't want you to lose your appetite." He admitted defeatedly. You didn't understand his concerns.

„Are you really that uncomfortable eating in front of me? ...Would it help if I went to eat somewhere else?" „WAIT NO! That would be SO rude from my side- No. No please don't." He raised his voice in fear of you leaving. „Well unless it's you who wishes to do so." Lissin added.

„Enlighten me then." you told him confidently. After gulping, he started looking in your direction again. „Humans use... their mouths for various activities." You gave him a side eye for starting a sentence like that. „...By that I mean breathing, previously used as self-defense, taking in water and.. food." „Mhm.. right." „Did I miss something?" „Nahh..." you lied.

„Meanwhile innyli'sez, my race, uses upper mouth just for breathing." „Okay, I understand that so far." You tried to keep your attention on Lissin, despite the urge to dig into that delicious roll again.

„I guess it would be better.. and easier- if I just showed you..." He straightened his back and knelt on the pillow balloon beneath him to raise himself a little higher. The edge of the table was at the level of his lower abdomen.

The straight line that was carved horizontally into his stomach began to open up. You had noticed the line before, but you didn’t want to mention it for fear it would be a sensitive subject for him. „..I thought it was a scar?" His stomach opened up completely and teeth started to protrude.

„Didn't you notice when we were outside that all of my race had this?" He asked confused. „You see, I was just looking at the ground out of nervousness. Not at people around." You were fascinated by his open toothy organ and leaned in to get a better look.

„Aren't you disgusted? Aren't you afraid?" Lissin carried mixed feelings. „Actually, no... I find it cool." Relaxation crept over him at your positive words. You sat back down in your seat and continued eating your dinner.

„Okaaay, now we can eat together, so bon appetite." you stated. With a warm smile he moved the roll to his lower mouth and started eating too.

With a giant mouth like his, it was clear that he would finish it first, even though he started eating after you. And when you said you probably wouldn't eat it all, you were right. You had a lot left, but you were full and satisfied. He had the rest of the roll preserved with another kitchen gadget that you also didn't know how it's being used.

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Lissin also used the shower and showed up in a cloth that was white, like most of his clothes. He noticed before you did, how you started to yawn. „Let's go to sleep, what do you say?" He offered. „Is it dark outside already?" you asked. „Well, here the planet is never completely turned away from the star, and there is almost never light on the opposite sides of the planet."

„So there are no windows in the apartments here so you can sleep well at night?" „That may be one of the reasons." He walked you to your room and instead of tapping the wall twice to turn on the lights, he began to gently drum on it repeatedly with all seven fingers, resembling raindrops. Your room began to glow with a faint orange light. "That's nice..." you faintly said. "I figured the warm light would be more bearable for your eyes."

You crawled under the covers and yawned again. „I hope I can sleep this time, I couldn't this afternoon." Lissin knelt by your bed and leaned on one hand for support. „I'm not surprised you didn't fall asleep, as you slept the entire way here, which took 13 kar'jevics." The translator couldn't find a suitable translation again and his original voice rang in your ears again. „Umm... how much is 13.. kar- that thing?" „Let me calculate... Hmm, yeah.. Something around two months."

„WHAT!??!" „...What?"

„I thought I slept for like... a day! How could I sleep for two whole months!?" You didn't expect this information before going to bed. „Well, it wasn't two whole months... More like 55 days or so." „That's not any better!" you argued.

„You know what? I have an idea." Lissin stood up and came to the center of the room. He stomped his foot on the floor four times and a strange sound began to echo from all corners of the room. It scratched your brain so well- It was way better than a white noise.

Your body completely shut down and you closed your eyes due to the heavy eyelids. Lissin gently and carefully removed your translator from your ear and turned off the light. Before he left, you heard him say something in his own language in a weak voice. With the last of your strength, you opened your mouth and whispered "Good night to you too." He chuckled because you were perfectly right with your answer, because he indeed wished you 'good night.'

Illustration of your first meeting :3

part 2!

[bump1nthen1ght]

A Very Monstrous Kinktober (2024): Masterlist

It's the most wonderful time of year!

I truly believe some kind of demon possessed me this last month and a half because I went hog-WILD with these prompts. Hope y'all enjoy the debauchery. Happy Monster Lovin' Everyone!

Day 1: Creampies (F!Reader x M!Satyr)

Day 2: Handcuffs (M!Reader x M!Orc)

Day 3: Blood Play (M!Reader x F!Vampire)

Day 4: Public Sex (F!Reader x M!Alien)

Day 5: Biting (M!Reader x M!Shark Merman)

Day 6: Lingerie (F!Reader x F!Orc)

Day 7: Non-Con (GN!Reader x M!Drider)

Day 8: Heat/Rut Cycles (F!Reader x M!Minotaur)

Day 9: Glory Hole (M!Reader x Tentacle Monster)

Day 10: Knotting (GN!Reader x M!Werewolf)

Day 11: Nipple Play (F!Reader x F! and M!Cow hybrid)

Day 12: Facefucking (GN!Reader x M!Incubus)

Day 13: Cuckolding (M!Ghost x F!Reader x M!Vampire)

Day 14: Corruption (F!Reader x F!Demon)

Day 15: Prostitution (GN!Reader x M!Robot)

Day 16: Hunter/Prey (GN!Reader x F!Alien)

Day 17: Facials (GN!Reader x M!Centaur)

Day 18: Body Worship (F!Reader x F!Gorgon)

Day 19: Kidnapping (M!Reader x Tentacle Monster)

Day 20: Double Penetration (In Two Holes) (F!Reader x M!Bunny Hybrids)

Day 21: Dub-Con (GN!Reader x M!Ghost)

Day 22: Mirror Sex (F!Reader x M!Harpy)

Day 23: Size Difference (M!Reader x M!Dragon)

Day 24: Pegging (M!Reader x F!Oni)

Day 25: Shower Sex (M!Reader x M!Shadow Demon)

Day 26: GangBang (F!Reader x M!Werebears)

Day 27: Praise Kink (GN!Reader x M!Werewolf)

Day 28: Sex Pollen (F!Reader x F!Plant Monster)

Day 29: Voyeurism (F!Reader x Mothwoman)

Day 30: Spanking (M!Reader x M!Werewolf)

Day 31: Honeymoon (GN!Reader x M!Selkie)

[these-lovely-monsters]

These Lovely Monsters

Hi, I'm taryx and this is a sideblog I made for all things monster related! I work full time but I recently started writing monster smut as a hobby and I'm really enjoying the community here on tumblr!

⋆˙⟡ You can also find me on ao3 or drop something in my tip jar :)

⋆˙⟡ This blog is a mix of reblogs of other writing and artwork as well as some of my own writing. It's mostly nsfw and very horny though so 18+ only please

⋆˙⟡ All my writing will be original stories (not fanfics)

⋆˙⟡ I write for myself and my own enjoyment but you are always welcome to suggest or request an idea via asks

⋆˙⟡ I will always try to tag my work at the top with anything that I think might be triggering. If I've missed something in any of my posts please let me know! My readers' mental health is important to me 💜

⋆˙⟡ This is a safe space - I am a supporter of all lgbtqia+ rights and do not tolerate any hate speech, racism, or sexism

Happy monster fucking ♡

Masterlist below the fold ↓

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#these lovely monsters - all writing by me

#tlm musings - random thoughts, imagines, and drabble by me

#tlm stories - stories by me (generally things longer than ~1k words)

#misc monster stuff - all content about monsters that aren't stories or artwork

#monster art - reblogs of monster artwork

I also tag content (written by me and reblogs) by characters (i.e. #monster boyfriend, #monster girlfriend, #werewolf, #orc, #demon, #dragon, #vampire, #alien, #tentacles etc.)

If you want content with specific characters written by me, I prefix the character tags with "tlm" (i.e. #tlm werewolf, #tlm orc, #tlm dragon, #tlm vampire, #tlm ghost, #tlm tentacles etc.)

Stories (#tlm stories)

The Alien's Experiment (m!alien x f!reader)

Commanding The Orc (m!orc x gn!reader)

The Dragon's Pretty Treasure (m!dragon x f!reader): [Part 1] [Part 2] [Part 3] [Part 4] (finished)

Tentacles Under The Bed (gn!tentacle monster x f!reader): [Part 1] [Part 2] [Part 3] [Part 4] (ongoing)

Conflict Resolution (m!gargoyle x m!demon x gn!reader)

The Vampire's Kiss (m!vampire x f!reader)

Mating Season (m!werewolf x f!reader)

Last updated: Oct 10, 2024

[mini-mews]

animal crossing and alien noises <3

request: hi! i hope ur doing well, i love ur acc and i wanted to ask if you can do some shota x reader fluff,,, maybe he sneaks into ur room to cuddle and talk :)) 💗

p1harmony shota haku (soul) x gn!reader

wc: 705

summary: Shota comes home late to find you comfy and he can't resist melting into the warm bed with you, a bubble of love blocking off the outside world.

a/n: hii anon!! thank you so much for this request, it was super soft annd i really enjoyed writing it, so i hope you enjoy it lots <3

Shifting around in bed as you bury yourself into the blankets, the switch sitting in your hand lights up. Soft music chimes out as your island comes into view, Animal Crossing displayed. It was just past 11pm, only a few minutes after Soul had sent you a text. 

‘Are you still awake? 〵(•́ ꞈ •̀)〴’

‘Yeah m’ just in bed now, do you have yer key? ♡’ 

‘Yesss!! cya 15 mins ʚ(*´꒳`*)ɞ’

Knowing he probably freshened up at the company you got comfortable checking through your island to pass time. Quiet chimes of the music fills the space as the side lamp gives a warm glow to the room and before you knew it, the telltale sound of keys jingling could be heard.

Footsteps down the hall as your eyes follow a dark spot in the water, trying to get close enough to trigger a fishing event without scaring it off. The sound of footsteps and water splashing rise and suddenly stop as the screen reads out ‘I caught a sea bass- no, wait! This is at least a C+’ making you scrunch your nose. 

As you glare down at the sea bass with terrible puns, Shota stands leaned against the doorframe admiring you. The cute face you're making at the screen, how comfy you look curled up in bed, the light illuminates you so perfectly, gently kissing your skin Shota bites back a wide smile. When you finally look up, locking eyes with him as he moves towards you.

“Hi baby, welcome home.” You whispered out as he settled into bed, allowing himself to get tangled within the blankets and you, throwing an arm over your belly to pull you flush against him. “How was practice? Are the boys doing well?” Shota gave quiet recounts of his day, not wanting to ruin the calming environment you’d had created. He’d talk about funny stories of recording with Theo and Keeho, how Jiung and Intak kept teasing each other during practice, and the new moves he created with Jongseob. You nodded along as you continued your little tasks in the game, Shota watching intently. 

It was only after you finished showing off your latest creation of a heart shaped pond did you notice that he had stopped talking and was watching you instead of the game, making your face heat up at the sudden attention. 

Shutting it down and putting it aside you turn back to him,“What’s up Sho?” Mumbling out as you slide further into the bed, shifting around until you're laid on his chest, leg thrown over his, peering up through your lashes until it’s his turn to shyly avert his eyes away from your stare. 

Nudging your chin into his chest to bring his attention back to you, you ask again, “What’s on your mind baby?”. It seemed so intimate, the way you whisper it, soft eyes looking up at him as he wraps his arms to press you almost impossibly closer to him. “I love you so much.” He says barely above a whisper as he locked eyes with you, a toothy smile spreading. 

A wave of warmth hits you as you bury your face in his chest, caught off guard by the confession. “You can’t just say that all of a sudden…” The words are muffled by his shirt but still causes an airy laugh to escape him. “You asked, didn't you?” Shota said, still amused by your reaction, “I’m just really grateful to come home to you, Y/n.” You could feel his heartbeat under your fingertips, the warm feeling infectious as he pressed a kiss to your temple. “I love you too, my alien.” Huffing out one of his signature noises, you’d smile attempting to echo it back to him. 

A home filled to the brim with warmth and love. Shota runs his hand up and down your back, sometimes stopping to draw patterns on your skin as your palm smooths against his cheek brushing his hair. Eventually your eyelids start to get heavier, as your breathing steadily falls into deep sleep, Shota holds you close whispering out “I’ll love you forever.” before shutting off the lights, joining you in dreamland. 

i hope you enjoyed, please like/comment/reblog as any interactions is greatly appreciated and motivating! ©mini-mews

[shoyastars]

My 100th Post! 🥳

Ok long story short, I couldn’t get the image of this outta my head!

Soooooo

Ray x GN/ Reader

The proposal of a lifetime.

Yes its something other than my oc x ray, not to mention you guys are probably tired of it by now hehe!

Anyways…

Let’s begin.

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Ray was always protective of your love and always patient as he could with you, when you were ready to love again, especially after double vision, you weren’t entirely sure what you were getting yourself into. However… one day by someone mysterious, the NAHA’s wrong doings were brought to the public eye and somehow Ray escaped the binds of it all, and the NAHA had to have a rewritten system. Ray got the news that he would only be needed if truly necessary, which was when aliens attacked, it did still annoy him but it was a bit fair due to some of the hero’s still a bit inexperienced with the said situations. However, he was able to not have a chains attached or be bothered, due to the new staff knowing his power, he could possibly destroy everything if they were to try anything. Ray was not free from the governments eyes but was able to have a good once of freedom he’s never had before. He mostly spent it with you. You were his tie to humanity, and if you weren’t here at all he would’ve destroyed humanity at this point…. But he never did. He felt more human more sane, all thanks to you. As he said to you before, you were his binary star.

Soon going on dates without worry and able to spend more time with you as days pass, he realized he wanted more. More than just a simple title as a lover. He had it planned out, a nice picnic somewhere nobody else would interfere and no one to ruin the mood, he wore something special for the occasion even texting you to put on something nice. He flew you out because he was too excited to simply drive. When you both landed you were more skeptical than ever, first the blindfold, then him flying? Something was definitely up with him.

“Ray, what are you planning?”

He let out a soft chuckle as he let you down carefully.

“Wait and see, I picked out a perfect spot just for us.”

He lead you by taking your hands and guiding you. When you both stopped you heard him go behind you and take off your blindfold, due to the darkness your eyes had to adjust to the sunlight a bit.

“Well?”

When you’re eye’s focused, you saw a beautiful site, a lakeside picnic. You were a bit speechless.

“I- I don’t know what to say…”

He walked in front of you and gave you a passionate kiss.

“No need, you’re face expression says it all star.”

“But… why all the way out here?”

You crossed your arms and smiled a bit you knew exactly by now if it’s something worth Ray dressing formally for then he has something up his sleeve.

He smiled and let out a soft laugh.

“I just can’t hide anything from you now a day can I?”

He put his hands in his pockets.

“What If I wanted to enjoy the view?”

You scoffed and turned a bit as you weren’t believing that.

“Hmph! And I thought we agreed not to hide things from each other again.”

Ray saw his chance and took it. He took a deep breath, scared out of his mind.

You were wondering why he was so quiet now.

“Ray?”

“Maybe if you turn around it would be more clear.”

“What?”

When you did, you were met with him on one knee. He took out a small box, you couldn’t believe your eyes. Was this all truly happening or was it all just a dream?

“Star… you’ve changed my life, in ways I’ve never thought it could, depending on it being good or bad for me. You were most important. You made me realize I could be more than what I thought I was.”

Ray opened up the box to reveal a beautiful ring, it wasn’t too flashy or anything outrageous. Your emotions were pouring over at this point, your hands over your mouth, tears practically in your eyes, it was happening. You weren’t dreaming. It was real.

“Would you… like to fulfill a greater purpose for us?”

You couldn’t help but kneel to the ground on both knees, you were so happy, you were questioning why you were crying. Was it the fact you didn’t think you’d find someone like Ray to begin with? Or we’re you so sure you’re villain career would’ve ruined any chance for you to have a happy married life?

Ray starts to worry, his hand shaking as he was going to check on you.

“Star, are you-“

Without warning you hugged him along with a passionate kiss on the lips, Ray couldn’t help but feel both relief and joy. The little box still in hand as he wrapped his arms around you as you kissed, when you pulled away you were still crying tears of happiness laughing as you knew you weren’t dreaming at all, it was all real, he was real, this was real.

“I’m assuming that’s a yes?”

“Yeah haha!”

He took the ring and put it on your ring finger, you couldn’t help but laugh as you saw it fit perfectly, weeeelll actually it was a bit loose but that’s a problem for later.

“Wait… I thought we couldn’t…. Wouldn’t the NAHA?”

“The new head said hero’s personal lives should remain personal. And they knew if they were to try anything on me I’d practically have to deal with them personally.”

“Personally? Wow Ray never thought you’d be that intimidating.”

He shrugs.

“They just realized how much of a problem it would be if they were to make an enemy of me I guess.”

You’d playfully nudge him, causing him to laugh a bit.

At that moment he had so much love for you he wasn’t even worried about what could possibly come next. He knew exactly what he wanted, a future with you. You were his star, and he was willing to take a chance with you, might as well go all the way.

“Now come on, it’s a picnic for a reason, I bet you made the food yourself since this was oh so secret.”

You move over to the blanket set out of you two of you.

Ray smiled as he then goes to join you, enjoying the rest of the day together.

In a world he was brought in, he thought nothing was worth saving, till he saw you petting that cat.

He knew there would be something about you, knowing something about you was bound to change something within him he didn’t know needed to be changed. Or felt….

He felt love

He felt beloved

He felt…. Human.

He was simply… Ray

He forgot he was Binary Star that day.

He was ready for anything now more than ever.

You were ready more than ever to.

Come at you and him, you were ready for it.

Ready to face the world.

Together.

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The end

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Please be sure to know this was inspired off of @smxhyphy

Due to the picture!

Without this picture This beautiful scenario would of probably never existed 😩

I hope you all enjoyed! Be sure to support the artist of the commission!

And as always if you want to give me criticism for my writing be sure to put it in the comments!

✨💗Bye!💗✨

[ariacore-xd]

haaay ! very shy but can u do luka x reader. like theyre already probably a couple, but it's just a daily life of them (and prolly what its like for them both in the alien stage.) thank uuu,, (I love my men blonde, manipulative, and cunty hell yeah I love Luka)

"My world would have collapsed, had it not been you."

Hello anon! No need to be shy <3 I'd be honoured to fulfill your request! (Also Real I love Luka too if you haven't figured it out yet :3)

Contents: Luka x reader (interpret as gn or fem), Canon Alien stage Au, cuddling(?), Mentions of death, Fluff, comfort, sfw, short ass fic Enjoy<3

—"Hey gorgeous.. I see you've forgotten to lock the door, hm?.."

His tired voice sounded in your ears, breaking the silence that had settled in, much to your surprise.

You quickly turned around from your spot on the mattress just to look at his frail figure leaning against the doorway, eyes closed.

"Luka..? You're not supposed to-"

"Not supposed to be out in this hour.. need to go back to my room.. yadayada.." A sorry excuse of a smirk graced his tired features, his eyes finally opening to look at you.

"You really think I care about being caught and punished by that old, slimy creature? Please."

The quiet sounds of his footsteps against the cold floor soothed your ears for some reason, but it wasn't enough to calm the growing concern for him. He didn't look well, at all. And your suspicions were further confirmed when you felt his arms wrap around your torso, quietly tucking his head underneath your chin in the process and letting you feel the heat of his forehead against your skin.

He hummed when you gently brushed his hair up, his eyes fluttering shut in the process as you massaged his temple. You heard him muttering something incoherent under his breath.. something along the lines of "..'m tired.." or "migraines.."

This careless asshole.

"Luka, you don't know how freaking hot your forehead is, and you're here in my arms instead of resting in your bed. Don't do this again. You know how your guardian is. If he finds out, we won't be able to meet anymore and—"

A cold finger shushed you from chiding him further.

"Scared about me, moonbeam? Did you think I'd ever let that happen?"

Now his eyes were on yours, looking at you from underneath his position with tired amusement.

The look on your face made him chuckle softly, reaching out his hand to gently trace the curve of your cheek, his thumb finally coming to brush against the supple flesh.

"Hey.. don't look at me like that. It doesn't suit you.."

He raised his eyebrows, letting the coldness of his fingers seep into your skin. It gave him some level of satisfaction, seeing you shiver. You gently pushed his hand away, holding it in your grasp and rubbing it in an attempt to warm up his fingers.

"If you weren't such an idiot, I wouldn't be making this face."

He chuckled, before gently moving his head away from your throat to look at you properly, watching your expression with lazy eyes, before sighing and pulling your side to his chest.

"oh gorgeous.."

He hummed as his cheek gently rubbed against yours, feeling the smoothness of your skin gliding against his. His fingers pushed themselves into the heel of your palm, slowly intertwining your fingers with his. A sigh left his lips, the huff of air gently blowing against your skin like a lover's caress.

"...I would be willing to do anything for you. Even if it's breaking the rules, even if it means suffering painful torture from my guardian.. it would always be worth it."

He turned your face towards his gently, his light yellow orbs gracing yours.

"Because I'm doing it for you. No one else."

A sigh left your lips as your gaze lingered on his face for a moment longer, before embracing him tightly, bringing him into the warmth of your body. He willingly sank into your embrace, not minding the sudden show of affection, stroking your hair and twirling the smooth strands between his fingers as the soft notes of your perfume assaulted his senses.

"... Just don't hurt yourself, or leave me. That's all I want."

Luka smiled at your foolish response unbeknownst to you, hugging you tightly in the process. You were naive, dumb and delusional to ever think that he wouldn't leave you one day, alone on this planet without any warning.

And he wanted to protect that naivety in you. As long as he was here, by your side.

A/N: Hi so.. I'm actually alive!?