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[magnificentmaleficent]

ᴊᴇᴀʟᴏᴜꜱʏ |ɴᴏᴀ x ꜰ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

𝚃𝚒𝚝𝚕𝚎: Jealousy 𝙿𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐: Noa x F! Human! Reader 𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: Noa, the young leader of the Eagle Clan, has been drawn to the Echo female the clan had took in after he saved her. She bonds easily with the clan, with his friends, even with his mother Dar. Though Noa struggles with his newfond jealousy when he sees Anaya giving her attention. Will his jealousy boil over his control? What will happen when he confronts her?

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The fire crackled, casting dancing shadows on the faces gathered around it. Noa sat near his mother, absently chewing on a piece of roasted fish while his eyes followed her. She sat cross-legged, laughter shining in her eyes as she spoke to the young ones, who were transfixed by her words, her hands weaving stories of places they had never seen, of humans and old legends, of a world before their own.  Even the eagles seemed to like her, especially Eagle sun, who would always bring her little trinkets or fishes if she joined them on hunts.

She belonged here.

Noa had not expected that. 

The first time he had seen her, bloodied and weak, he had only thought of survival, of Raka’s words, of Caesar's... Of what she could mean for them—for him. Humans were dangerous, unpredictable, and only thought about themselves. But she… she was something else. She had woven herself into their lives like the roots of an ancient tree, steady and firm, until it was impossible to imagine the village without her presence.

His mother, Dar, adored her. The young apes clung to her words. Soona and especially Anaya with his endless teasing, had warmed to her in ways that made Noa’s chest tighten.

He watched now as Anaya leaned over, pressing a piece of ripe fruit into her hand with a soft hoot and  an easy grin. She smiled, thanked him softly, and took a bite.

Noa felt his fingers clench around his own food. A bitter taste rose in his throat, though he had not swallowed anything bitter.

The firelight suddenly seemed too bright, the voices too loud, and the air too thick. He had never been one to question his emotions, but this… this unfamiliar tightening in his chest, the heat curling in his belly—it unsettled him.

He pushed away his half-eaten meal and rose to his feet, ignoring the questioning glance from Dar. He needed air, needed space, needed—

You.

He climbed to the eagles’ tower, hoping it would calm the raging storm in his mind and that the sickening coil would disappear. Your smile flashed through his mind, eyes bright with the fire’s flames and softly looking at the clan’s young ones.

Would she look at him like that too? Would she look at him with love?

Could she only look at him?

Noa’s conscience  (that sounded a lot like Soona’s voice) reprimanded him for feeling jealous of the children of the clan, of any ape that interacted with her. But a more animalistic part of him roared that you were meant for him and was begging him to go and show you that he was the best choice as a mate. Show his prowess as master of the birds, as leader of the eagle clan, fight the other apes and lay claim on you.

He felt his restraint waning.

He could not control himself anymore, he needed to see her– see you.

The night was well in when he climbed down the eagles tower, the stars and dim fire the only light illuminating Noa’s green gaze, more serious than ever.  He found her outside her hut, the soft glow of the fire casting long shadows. She turned when she heard him approach, her gaze warm although surprised.

“Noa?”

He stopped a few paces away, uncertain. The jealousy still burned, hot and undeniable, and yet, beneath it, something deeper stirred. Something he had been afraid to name.

“You… you are close with Anaya,” he said, the words tasting bitter on his tongue.

You blinked and tilted your head, studying him. “I suppose I am. He’s my friend. Like you.”

Noa’s hands curled at his sides. “Not like me– Not like Noa.”

Silence stretched between the two of you, thick as early winter’s mist. Taking a careful step forward, you murmured, “Then tell me,” voice soft and tinted with something he couldn’t quite decipher. “How are you different?”

His heart pounded loud, the sound of his blood pounding in his ears. He had fought Proximus Caesar and won, had faced dangers beyond count but this—this was something else entirely. This was losing control in a way that frightened him. He felt like a young ape again, clumsy, afraid...

“I don’t like seeing you with him,” he admitted in a low voice. “I don’t like the way he looks at you. The way you smile at him–.” He exhaled sharply, frustrated at his own lack of words. “I don’t like that I care.”

Your expression shifted, something unreadable flickering across your features. Then, to his surprise, you smiled, understanding shining in your eyes. Gently reaching out for him, hesitating only a moment before resting your palm against the scar on his chest. His skin burned hot where your skin touched his.

“Noa,” you whispered, voice steady as the river’s flow and warm like the sun’s rays in the morning. “You don’t have to be afraid of what you feel.”

He swallowed hard, his green eyes looking for yours. “And what if I am?”

Stepping even closer, until there was no space left between you, until he could hear the soft hitch of your breath. “Then let me show you.”

Softly your hands wrapped around his neck, holding his head gently as your foreheads touched shyly.

Closing your eyes, you felt Noa tense under your hands until his arms wrapped around you tightly, holding your head closer to his, with a need that surprised both of you.  A breath of your name as Noa's eyes fluttered closed.

Then, your lips softly kissed his. A brief, shy peck. Short but full of meaning.

A human kiss.

It was nothing like he expected—soft yet certain, delicate yet powerful. The world around you two faded, the firelight, the village, the elders, Anaya… Gone with the whispers of the wind, disappearing into the warmth of your lips against his. He responded instinctively yet clumsily, unfamiliar with the Echo customs. His arms wrapping around your waist, holding tight as if letting go would mean losing something vital.

When you finally pulled away, much to the ape’s chagrin, his eyes met yours, those beautiful eyes that looked up at him with quiet certainty and a deep loving glint. “You don’t have to be jealous, Noa,” your voice echoed in the darkness of the forest, resting your forehead against his again. “Because it’s you. It’s always been you.”

Noa closed his eyes, inhaling the truth of your words, and for the first time in a long time, he let himself believe.

A small, breathy laugh escaped you as you nudged his shoulder playfully. “You’re adorable when you’re brooding, you know that?”

His ears twitched, and you could swear he was blushing under his fur, warmth spreading across his face as he fixed you with a playful glare. “I don’t brood.”

Smirking at his cute behaviour, your fingers running through the rough fur on the nape of his neck. “You do. But I like it.”

Noa sighed, defeated but content, letting his forehead rest against you once more and pulling your bodies as close as physically possible. The tension he had carried all evening melted away with each caress of your fingers. 

“Stay with me,” he murmured, voice barely above a whisper. “Please”

Smiling, fingers curling around him, foreheads like hearts, finally united.

 “Always.”

A/N: Have any request for PotA? Let me know!

[the-monkeies-girl]

Just a thought not a request!!

Imagine Caesar and his clan finding the reader in the forest cradling a baby chimp who is sick :( Caesar obviously takes them in and while the baby is with the healers of the clan the reader is soso worried. Caesar realises he really has to comfort her and offer her and baby chimp a permanent place with them - ✨

✨ YOU'RE BACK I FEEL LIKE I HAVEN'T GOTTEN ANYTHING FROM YOU FOR SO LONG !! HOW ARE YOU?! also wow i love this idea does it need to become a full ass oneshot.

'She cannot stay.' Koba was adamant with his signing towards his closest friend and confidant.

'You want the Colony to heal the infant and send her away?' Maurice was quick to argue, children surely being one of his passions in life, 'That is not fair to her. She has been caring for the child for---'

'Due to her, they almost died! Does not know how to care for Ape---'

Caesar stood abruptly, any chance on in-fighting dissipating at the stare he gave Koba, 'I will think about it tonight. Maurice,' The Ape King was hesitant, hands dangling in mid-air as he contemplated the language of what he wanted to use, 'Is right. She cared for this child before we found them. Koba, she was in bad shape, not just the child--'

Koba growled in displeasure, 'She is Human!'

'She will not leave their side, does that not speak to her nature?' Caesar's silent words were concise towards the Bonobo who forced the hackles against his shoulders to fall back down as they had risen intensely out of defense.

'Do not like this.'

'Have not given my decision yet,' The Ape sat back into a hunched position and did not let his eyes waver from Koba's stare, 'Will think about it tonight. We will meet at Dawn.'

Nothing else was said as Koba stormed off, rolling his shoulders in aggravation as Caesar finally relented his gawk and drew a deep breath in.

'Cannot let Koba... sway your decision. She cared for the child before and she will... continue to do so if we cast her from their side.' Maurice signed slowly for the King who only nodded in pensive silence. 'Might end badly to do so.'

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You felt remarkably grimy. And you were sure that was the case if you had enough energy to disperse thinking about your own well being. Tucking a piece of your hair back, you tilted your head to the side to hopefully riddle the twinge you had gotten from sitting against a slanted and slate grey rock for the entire day. Not even breaking for meals, you didn't feel hungry and were intensely wrought with worry. No one had said anything to you about the baby Chimp. About... Forest. That was the name you had given them when you stumbled across them only two months ago.

Abandoned... it seemed. From who, you had no idea. You wanted to leave them. Wanted to do the same reckless abandonment but you couldn't. You still held too much of your humanity that the Flu took away from others and did your best to care for them in the time given.

It was not your fault... That they got sick... Tears pricked at the back of your eyes and you squeezed them shut as a breeze of chilled air came rushing in with the scent of the ocean. You barely could take care of yourself, what made you think you could care for another? A... Baby...? Defenseless and helpless in a world where any other Human would have killed them? That's why you stayed put, having watched the sun disappear behind the red woods an hour ago. They were why you were so determined. They deserved at least a chance and it was just happenstance that you ended up in the clutches of a large Colony of Apes. Most of whom... Hated your presence...

They would not let you stay, you figured as much from the glowers you were getting from the scarred Ape who was determined to make your short stay here absolute hell. You were going to get kicked out and never know what happened to Forest. Your eyes fluttered open when the dim light illuminating your closed eyelids were seeped in full frontal darkness. And... Blinking... Much to your surprise, you were face to almost kneecap with... Their... Your eyes were ample as he shifted an animal hide towards you in utmost silence.

"W-Wh..." "Humans... Get cold." Caesar's voice was nothing more than a baritone as you grasped the animal pelt with a small 'thanks' and draped it against your shoulders. He stared down at you in what appeared the be contemplation. Feet could carry him away and consider this his good duty of the day or--- You sniffled softly.

"Will they be alright?"

"We have..." Nodding in assurance, Caesar looked towards the hut of which Forest was being taken care of by a group of female apes. A place you were not allowed to step foot in due to being a human, "Very... Good Healers. Will do the... best they can." The cadence of his sentences were broken but the words came across well in your tired mind as you nodded, feeling no relief wash through you at the sincerity of them. The Ape King was most likely telling you that to keep you calm and one side of you did appreciate it. "I don... I don't know how to... Thank you for helping me."

Caesar only huffed a response, "There is... Hut near here. You can... Rest the night. Am... Unsure if you will be able to stay anymore. Many... Not... happy of your presence. The young... Many have not seen Human before..." "I just want them to be okay." You whispered tearfully. "You can-can do whatever you want to me, just pl-please..."

[mirkwoodshewolf]

A babe raised by an ape; Maurice x baby reader

*Author's note*

Okay so trying to get through some requests I had piling dust in my inbox whilst I ponder on what type of fanfics I want to try and puke out next. So this one is a Planet of the apes request and for the anon who requested it thank you for your patience and hope you find this fic and enjoy it! Now this fic takes place between RISE & DAWN (yeah I know typical but is the peaceful time the apes have before WAR's story line so this just felt safer).

Warnings: parent death, mountain lion attacks, mentions of animal abuse (Maurice's past), some fluff and a dash of angst.

Taglist:

@jd-johndeacon-or-jackdaniels

@waddles03

@queen-paladin

@plethora-of-things

@psychosupernatural

@remussl0vers

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The Simian flu outbreak had spread far and wide across the entire world.  Already billions of people had lost their lives to it and humanity was ripping itself apart.  Civil unrest and nuclear shutdown began as the world they once knew was turning dark and there almost seemed no hope of things returning to normal.

Three years into the outbreak for Caesar and his tribe, however, things were thriving.  Caesar had built Ape Law for this tribe and the children were taught fairly young of his laws.  Ape not kill Ape, Apes together Strong, and Knowledge is Power.

Caesar even began to start a family of his own.  He had mated with a female chimp that once had been in the same sanctuary as him after he had defended Charles, a beautiful female chimp named Cornelia and together the two of them became the Leaders of the tribe. And not too long after that they had their first born son, Blue Eyes.

Caesar also had a strong support system with his loyal followers like Rocket, his right-hand.  Luca the silverback as his muscle and leader of the Silverback guard, Maurice his advisor and teacher of the young apes, and Koba his lieutenant.

The tribe of Caesar was at peace and it seemed like nothing was going to break it, until one fateful day.

Maurice was out gathering some materials for his next lessons with the young ones when he heard faint crying in the distance.  Maurice knew it didn’t sound like any animal he’s heard in the forest these past three years and he almost feared the worst.  He quickly ran towards the sound to confirm it was what he thought it was.

Swinging across the trees along the steep mountain side as he heard the crying getting louder.  When he came to the forest floor, he continued on foot until he arrived at an old abandoned gas station and heard the crying coming from somewhere near here.  Maurice sniffed the air before cautiously circling around the old fueling station.

Mother nature slowly taking back the man-made structure with tall weeds growing through the cement, rust had encompassed the old gas pumps and the windows of the gas station were broken into as the station had been ransacked years ago for supplies and rations.  When Maurice came to the back of the gas station he was greeted with a gruesome sight.

Two bodies of a man and woman were lying together motionless and covered in blood.  Maurice narrowed his eyes as he looked closer to see pawprints of a large cat were found in the mud.  A mountain lion to be exact.

Maurice looked around and sniffed the air and smelled that the mountain lion that had killed these humans was thankfully not near here for now.  The soft baby cry was once again heard and Maurice realized the crying was coming from inside the gas station.  Carefully he went towards the back door and opened it and followed the sound.  He soon stopped at an old supply closet and opened the door to see the baby in a basket covered up by a sheet.

Tilting his head curiously he slowly came closer to the basket and carefully reached out for the sheet, his fingers grazing against the rough material before finally unveiling the baby hidden underneath.  The babe couldn’t have been more than a year old and had a good patch of (h/c) hair growing on its head.

Maurice also noticed a small scar along the baby’s jawline.  The dried up blood staining it’s smooth skin, probably collateral damage it took from the mountain lion’s attack but other than that the babe seemed to be okay.  The baby slowly stopped crying once it saw Maurice and looked up at him curiously.

Maurice slowly raised its hand and gently touched the baby’s face to which it cooed lovingly and even reached out and gripped Maurice’s index finger.  Slightly startled since the only human touch he’s ever received were abusive ones but after a second, he relaxed and felt the gentle grip of the baby’s hand on his finger.

It was barely the strength of a newborn ape.  Maurice then gently grabbed the baby out of the basket and held it up close to him gently sniffing it.  Besides the scent of dried blood, there was the smell of baby powder, lavender, and a smell that Maurice had never smelled before but it smelled sweet to him.  It was a natural scent this baby had and it filled his whole body with a protective instinct.

The baby reached out and touched his face gently as Maurice continued to observe the baby’s actions.  When it’s tiny hands accidentally went up his nose, he reacted with a hoot while the baby softly exclaimed and he reached out and had the baby touch his hand again.  The baby cooed lovingly as it’s tiny hands softly stroked alongside Maurice’s giant one.

This baby was no threat to him or the other apes, and with it’s parents gone it would soon perish.  He brought the baby into his arms and watched as it yawned before cuddling deep into his orange fur to keep warm before starting to fall asleep.  Maurice embraced the baby lovingly as he rumbled assuringly before suddenly opening his eyes and sniffed the air.  He then began to hear the sound of munching and bones cracking, the mountain lion had returned to claim its kill.

Maurice held the child close to him and silently snuck towards the main entrance of the gas station to avoid going out the back way where the mountain lion was feasting.  But as Maurice was nearly halfway out the gas station, he accidentally knocked over an old tray that held postcards over which made a loud bang and he heard the mountain lion growl and let out a roar.

Maurice looked around and climbed up onto top of the isles but just before he could reach for the overhanging lamps on the ceiling, he was suddenly tackled by a large force.  He kept the child close and used his body as a shield so that it wouldn’t be harmed in the fall.  He then felt fangs go into his back leg and he let out a painful roar before punching the mountain lion across the face which forced it to let go.

He hobbled out with the baby still in his arms and heard the window break from the mountain lion’s body leaping out from the gas station.  Soon the giant cat stopped Maurice in his place by getting in his way and let out a fearsome roar, it’s ears bent far back as it hissed aggressively.  Maurice hid the child within his fur as he too let out a fearsome roar to try and intimidate the great cat.  But it wasn’t backing down.

It circled around Maurice as he tried to remain firm but the pain in his back leg from the bite was starting to show.  But he couldn’t give in, if he dies the great cat would soon take the baby and it didn’t deserve to die.  Just as the mountain lion got into pouncing position, a giant spear was thrown right near it’s paws.

The sound of horses neighing as the thundering of hooves came riding in and the cries of apes pierced the silent forest.  The mountain lion slowly backed away as Caesar and the others arrived on either horse back or came in from the trees.  Caesar, Koba, Rocket, and Luca were on horseback while the rest of the apes came from the trees, all of them wielding spears as a few more were thrown at the mountain lion.

Knowing it was outnumbered, the mountain lion was forced to retreat.  Maurice let out a growl before finally succumbing and falling down to his side.  Caesar rode up beside his friend and got off his horse panting anxiously.

“Maurice.” He spoke softly.  Maurice let out a rumble as he signed.

��It’s only my leg. Nasty bite but I’ll live.’ Caesar sighed in relief but when he took notice of the small shape in Maurice’s arms he grew concerned.  Rocket and Luca also came over to check on Maurice and helped the old orangutan to his feet when they too noticed the small human.

‘Is that…..’ Rocket signed off.

‘Please Rocket.’ Maurice signed.  He then turned to Caesar and signed to him, ‘that mountain lion killed this babe’s parents. They’re just around back.’ Caesar slightly narrowed his eyes as he signed for both Luca and Rocket to go check.  The ape and gorilla did as their leader told them but when Koba started to ride up toward them and sniffed the air, Maurice grew fearful but also protective as he tried to hide the baby even more.

“Human…..” Koba panted as he sniffed the air.  He turned towards Maurice and sniffed the air again and could smell the baby hidden within. “Human…there!” Caesar stood in front of Maurice and gave Koba a look that dared him to challenge him.  Koba panted and sneered as he reared his horse back.

Rocket and Luca soon returned and Rocket signed to him.

‘Maurice is right. Two human dead. Mountain lion attack.’

‘No other humans in sight. No one might know of them being here.’ Luca signed as well.  Koba got off his horse and panted out.

“Human…..not….belong here!”

‘Caesar.’ Maurice rumbled.  Caesar turned toward his dear friend and councilor.  ‘She’s too young to care for herself. Other humans too dangerous to care for her, you know this.’ Caesar slowly walked toward Maurice and placed a hand on his shoulder.

‘Let me see her.’ Maurice grumbled nervously but from the soft look in Caesar’s eyes, he knew that if anyone at this point was trustworthy to not attack a human babe, it was Caesar.

He then lowered his arm to reveal the baby who looked up at Caesar with bright (e/c) eyes.  He also took notice of the stained blood alongside her face.

‘She was injured when you found her?’

‘Yes. But she seems to be okay, no permanent damage. Might just be a scratch but will soon heal into a scar.’

‘And you are sure there are no other humans when you got here?’

‘Yes. Only the two dead. They might’ve been all she had.’ Caesar sighed deeply as he looked back down at the baby who continued to look up at Caesar.

‘For now you and her need healing. We’ll take you both to Ape home, tomorrow we will decide her fate.’ His horse soon came back to him and he got onto it’s back before extending his hand out to help Maurice onto his horse’s back.

Maurice took his offer and settled behind Caesar on his horse still holding the baby close to his chest before Caesar urged his horse onward and soon the rest of the apes followed right behind him as they headed back toward their home.

Maurice was now in the medical section of the ape home with Rocket’s mate Tinker, the head healing ape was finishing up the last bit of leaf wrap around Maurice’s leg.

‘You’re lucky that cat didn’t tear your leg off.’ She hooted at the old orangutan.

‘I’ve had worse at the circus than here. This is nothing.’

‘As long as you don’t overdo it and allow it to rest, you should feel better in no time.’ She told him.

‘Then it is thankful my arms are longer than my legs.’ Maurice joked before huffing out laughing.  Tinker shook her head at the ape before she turned to see some of the other female apes taking care of the human child.

Turned out the scratch was a bit deeper than Maurice had thought, but thankfully it wasn’t life threatening but it would leave a nasty scar and the child would have to bear it for the rest of its life.  The female apes were curious of the baby.  Those that were mothers themselves saw this child almost identical to their own newborns just not as much hair as they had.

‘What will become of the child?’ Tinker signed to Maurice.

‘Caesar said he’d decide by morning.’

‘To turn her aside would be like tossing our own newborns aside. You said both her parents were killed.’ Maurice nodded.  ‘Rocket may not have had a positive experience with humans much like you, but I know he wouldn’t allow a child so small to be left on its own without a way to defend themselves. But if Caesar says no, he’ll have no choice but to agree. You know how loyal he is to him.’

Tinker then allowed both Maurice and the baby to leave after being healed.  Maurice hobbled back to his nest and placed the child onto his bed.  He covered the child with material he had gathered like moss and even his own shedded fur to keep the baby warm.

“Maurice.” Caesar’s voice spoke up.  Maurice turned toward his back doorway and saw his leader and friend standing there.  Maurice looked between him and the babe and he signed out.

‘I cannot leave her Caesar. Without anyone to care for her, she will die.’

‘But she is not ape.’ Caesar solemnly signed back.

‘I know, but she has no one else. She is all alone in this world. Did you not once tell me that it was Will who took you in when you were just born and raised you?’ Caesar often thought about Will, and Charles and even Caroline.  His human family, he wouldn’t be who he was today without their love, their kindness, and their teachings.

Hell without Will, Caesar wouldn’t even be alive.  He would’ve been put down alongside the other apes after his mother’s actions after giving birth to him.

Caesar walked over to Maurice’s nest and looked down at the sleeping baby.  He reached out and gently stroked her small cheek which made her stir slightly in her sleep before going quiet once more.

‘You’ve come to care for the baby, haven’t you my friend?’ signed Caesar.

‘Not once has any human treated me with kindness, yet with this child…..I sense no evil within her. I believe she can be taught our ways, see that Apes are not evil. Other humans too dangerous to raise her, she might not even survive with them.’ Caesar sighed as he looked back down at the baby.

‘She will be your responsibility. I cannot trust that everyone will side with this decision, especially Koba.’ Maurice rumbled defensively at the mention of the scarred apes name.  ‘But a babe like her needs someone to take care of her, she is too young to be cast aside. And I’d trust no one other than you to do so.’

‘Thank you Caesar. I promise I’ll watch over her and teach her our ways.’ Caesar patted Maurice’s shoulder before walking out of the orangutan’s den.  Maurice then walked over to his nest and huddled around the baby.  Rumbling lovingly as he wrapped his arms around her.

From that moment on, Maurice made a vow to always protect his new child.  He would raise her, teach her Ape law, and assure that no one would harm her whilst he was still breathing.

[yesttoheaven]

together, we form a necessary paradox; not a senseless contradiction.

[teojira]

What about yandere Caesar? Or yandere noa :) (headcannons please)

[Yandere Noa and Caesar x reader headcanons]

Summary: You're their human, only theirs.

Warnings: This is more so them being toxic, more than yandere, I'm sorry!

A/N: it physically took me ages to figure out how to write these two as yanderes, so this isn't really true to the prompt! I am so sorry anon, I've never actually written yandere stuff to begin with so this was out of my usual, I doubt this is any good. I hope to do better next time though!

Noa:

Yandere Noa is not nearly as insane as more other yanderes you'll find.

He's able to get away with it by subtle manipulation, treating you like a puppy who doesn't know any better.

Why would you go against him? He's your only companion in this world, surely you don't think the others will forgive you for what Mae did to all of them? They're pretending to like you, they don't actually want you to join them, to become one of them. But it's okay, you have him, he'll never leave your side, no matter what.

He blatantly aims to make you depend on him, he won't teach you any of the tribes customs, you're learning on your own silently or he's doting on you.

You want to go eat? Not without him, matter of fact, you're gonna sit on his lap while he has one arm wrapped around your waist, it gets tighter when another ape comes up to speak, they don't notice the discomfort on your face when Noa squeezes more.

He's a guilt tripper, he has no issues with bringing up how he's the one who welcomed you into the clan, that you'd think you'd owe it to him to be by his side, right?

Noa feels remorse about it, but he'll still use his dad's passing against you whenever he feels you try and fight him. He reasons that it's only right. He lost so much, he just wants you, surely, you like him back? To be his?

Caesar:

Caesar is the worst of the two, period.

Caesar is the leader of the colony, and no one, even if they do think it'd weird just how on a short leash he keeps you, will bring it up.

It is extremely rare when you are out of his sight, confined to the family nest and if you are to go anywhere, he's there to follow.

Doesn't really want any other apes near you, but he has to put on the act of being sane, so he lets you interact with the women and a select few of the men.

It boils his blood when you go up against him, he will tell you straight up, had it not been for him, for his mercy, you would've been dead already. Be that by other apes or natural selection.

You should be grateful he is sweet on you, that he takes care of you day in and day out despite so many others being afraid of humans.

He won't hurt you, but intimidation is key and he is no stranger to pushing you against a wall and growling or snarling in your face.

Only to switch tones immediately upon seeing your face get splotchy with tears, cooing at you and wiping then away with his thumbs.

Very hot and cold, you never know when he's gonna snap and treat you harshly, spitting at you that you're no better than the humans that had once ruled over him, or coddling you, holding you to him as he drowns himself in your scent, not caring that you're uncomfortable with his canines so close to your neck.

[inkmonster21]

Hearts Across the Divide

20.) The Ceremony

Noa x Fem!Human!Reader

Series Masterlist

Warning: SMUT

~oOo~

The bright morning sun streamed through the curtains, its warm light slowly invading the small space of your hut. As you slowly open your eyes, the brightness makes you squint, adjusting to the sudden brightness.

The knowledge that today was the day sent a mixture of excitement and nerves coursing through your veins. The day you and Noa would finally and fully be together, bound in a union that would solidify your love and partnership.

Your mother burst into the space with an air of excitement, holding in her hands the short garb for the ceremony and a crown of fresh, vibrant flowers. She is filled with anticipation, the significance of the day not lost on her.

Your mother approaches you with a warm, radiant smile, her voice filled with pride and affection. "It is your day," she says, leaning closer to press her head against yours in a gesture of love and support.

As you rise to your feet, you feel an inner strength and confidence. You are ready for what is to come, the mixture of excitement and nerves replaced by a sense of determination and acceptance. You stand tall, feeling the energy and anticipation of the day wash over you.

You swiftly remove your regular attire, slipping on the short, airy garment over your form, still modest. Unlike the other. Your mother carefully places the crown of flowers on your head, its brilliant colors adding a touch of beauty and elegance to your appearance.

Your mother takes your hands in hers, her grip gentle but tight. She gazes at you with fondness and appreciation, her eyes welling up slightly as she repeats, "You are beautiful." The words are spoken with such sincerity and awe that it sends a warm feeling through your chest.

“Are you ready?” As your mother asks the question, you take a deep breath, steadying yourself before responding. "I'm ready," you reply, your voice firm and determined. There are still nerves and anticipation fluttering in your stomach, but you feel more certain than ever that this is what you want.

With each step toward the large hall, you notice a subtle shift in the air around you. The once bustling village now stands still and silent, the villagers having moved inside to await the ceremony. As you approach the closed doors, a mixture of excitement and anticipation fills your being. Beyond these doors lies Noa, your future, and a lifetime of companionship.

You inhale deeply, steadying your nerves and quelling the flutter of butterflies in your stomach. Slowly, you step through the entrance, the doors swinging open to reveal the spacious hall where the ceremony is to take place.

As you enter the hall, all eyes turn to you, the colorful, flowing garment and the vibrant flowers on your head capturing their attention. But the only gaze that truly matters is that of Noa, who stands waiting for you at the end of the long aisle, his face a mixture of awe and excitement.

You feel your mother's firm yet gentle grip on your arm as she walks beside you, her pride and love are evident in her every movement. Step by step, you make your way down the aisle towards Noa, each stride bringing you closer to the moment you have been eagerly anticipating.

Loui stands beside Noa, his face beaming with pride and happiness. As you approach, he greets you warmly, his voice filled with affection. "Sister," he says, a touch of emotion in his tone. The word holds deep meaning and significance, representing the strong bond that will soon be formed between you and Noa.

Loui's deep, booming voice echoes through the hall, capturing everyone's attention. He stands tall and proud as he addresses the assembled apes. "Today," he begins, his voice filled with ceremony and solemnity, "is a special day."

Loui continues, his words filled with gravitas and importance. "Two clans, once separate, are now joining together as one. We will stand side by side in times of war and peace, forming a bond of unwavering strength and resilience." He gestures to Noa, who stands beside him, the Master of Birds. "Noa, the trusted and dedicated leader, will lead apes into the future with courage and wisdom."

Loui locks his gaze with yours, his eyes filled with pride and confidence. He nods in affirmation before continuing. "And he will do it all," he repeats, emphasizing the significance of the next words, "with our own member, our sister, at his side." The words carry heavy weight, as the apes acknowledge the crucial role you will play beside Noa.

Loui now directs his question to Noa, his gaze steady and searching. "Do you accept the responsibility?" he asks, his tone filled with a hint of command. "To hold to our clan, as you hold our dear sister?" There is an unspoken challenge in Loui's words, a test of Noa's loyalty and intentions towards you.

Noa locks eyes with Loui, giving a firm and determined nod. The response is simple yet resolute, his expression unwavering. There is no doubt in his answer, no hesitation in his determination to uphold this responsibility.

Loui's gaze shifts to you, his eyes flickering with both concern and curiosity. "And you, sister," he asks, his voice softer now, "do you believe he is worthy of your life?" The question hangs heavily in the air, as all eyes in the room turn to you, awaiting your response.

You respond with a firm and confident nod, your smile radiant and full of conviction. The words are unnecessary, and your expression speaking volumes. Your answer is a clear and unwavering affirmation of your certainty in Noa, your trust in him, and your readiness to pledge your life to him.

Loui's smile widens, his eyes filling with a sense of finality. "Very well," he says before turning behind him. He retrieves Wuka's staff, commanding Noa to kneel. Noa obediently follows the instruction, lowering himself to one knee, and awaiting the next step in the ceremony.

Loui gently places Wuka's staff on Noa's shoulders, the smooth wood resting on each side. Then, he blows a gentle puff of Ashe towards Noa, a traditional symbol of blessing and protection. The action holds deep spiritual significance, signaling the sealing of the bond and the commitment made.

As Loui commands, "Rise," Noa rises to his feet, the weight of the staff on his shoulders grounding him. The ceremony is complete.

With the ceremony complete, Loui steps forward, his presence commanding attention. He positions himself in front of both you and Noa, his expression filled with solemnity and respect. The apes in the room watch on, their eyes following Loui's every move, anticipation in the air.

Loui raises his voice, addressing the onlookers as he presents the newly bonded pair. "Presenting our brother," he begins, then turns to Noa, "Master of Birds, Noa," before shifting his gaze to you, "and his mate."

The words resonate throughout the room, officially acknowledging your union and Noa's new title. The apes watch silently, their expressions filled with a mix of respect and admiration.

As you and Noa walk down the aisle, hand in hand, the sounds of cheers and hoots fill the air. The apes in attendance express their approval and joy through their expressions and exclamations. Their celebration of your union adds a touch of festivity to the atmosphere, making the moment even more momentous.

You look to Noa, your eyes meeting his. You see in him a mix of pride and love. His grip on your hand is firm but gentle, a physical sign of the bond that has been formed between you. The cheers and hoots fade into the background, your focus solely on No a and the new chapter of your life together.

While you had officially become mates in the ceremony, you knew there was still another important event looming ahead. The Eagle Clan ceremony. This would be the official moment when you would be fully accepted into Noa's Eagle Clan, solidifying your place in their community and ensuring that you would be recognized as a full member of the clan.

You turn to face your small hut, your heart filled with mixed emotions. As your belongings are packed away and loaded onto a horse, you can't help but feel a pang of nostalgia. The hut has been your home, a space where you've spent many moments and memories. But now, all of it is changing. Your life is about to take a new turn, and though it's bittersweet, you can't deny the excitement and anticipation that comes with it.

You turn to look at Loui, He stands beside you, a sly smile on his face as he gestures towards your small hut. "That's my room now," he says, his tone light-hearted yet tinged with a hint of playfulness.

You let out a laugh, rolling your eyes playfully at Loui's words. "That's fine," you reply, a hint of sarcasm in your tone. "I'm sure that as the Eagle clan's mother, I'll have a... nicer view." Your words are a subtle jab at his decision to take over your small hut, but there's a jestful undertone in your voice, ensuring that he knows you're not truly upset.

You feel the warmth of Loui's embrace as he draws you close, his strong arms wrapping around you. His words, "I am proud of you, sister," resonate deeply within you. The feeling of validation and love from your brother brings a sense of contentment and happiness. You lean into the embrace, cherishing this moment of familial connection amidst the changes taking place in your life.

Noa approaches you and Loui, a warm smile on his face. He nods to both of you before announcing, "We are ready to travel." His words bring a sense of finality to the moment, signaling that it is time to embark on the journey to the Eagle Clan's territory.

You follow Noa towards his horse, the anticipation building within you. He helps you mount the horse with ease, his strong hands guiding you onto its back. Once you are seated, he takes his place behind you, wrapping his arms around you to steady himself. The touch is familiar yet still tinged with excitement, as you can feel the warmth of his chest against your back.

Noa leans closer, his mouth coming dangerously close to your delicate skin. You feel the warmth of his breath upon your neck as he whispers, "Not much longer." The words, barely audible yet filled with anticipation, send a shiver down your spine, igniting a fluttering sensation within you.

Your thoughts are consumed with a burning desire to reach out and touch Noa, to feel his mouth upon yours and explore every inch of his body. But you know you must restrain yourself, that the time for intimacy would come later. Still, the want and need within you are undeniable, a fierce yearning that ignites a fire deep within your core.

As Noa rides into the territory of the Eagle clan, you can feel the excitement in the air, the people gathering around to welcome him home. They cast curious gazes in your direction, their faces filled with both joy and anticipation at seeing Noa's new mate. The sight of you sitting in front of him sparks a mix of emotions in the onlookers, their reactions ranging from excitement to perhaps a touch of jealousy.

The fact of your status as the mate of a leader was indeed a rare and unexpected event. The Elders, conservative and traditional in their ways, made their disapproval clear, voicing their concerns about the unconventional nature of this union. But Noa was resolute, standing firm in his belief that he was making the right decision for himself and the clan. He had brushed aside their rejections, determined to follow his heart and forge a new path forward.

As Noa dismounted the horse, he extended his hand to assist you off as well. With firm yet gentle hands, he helped you safely to the ground, making sure you had steady footing. The strength in his touch was a reassuring presence, a silent promise of his unwavering support and protection.

As the clan members approach in groups to hear about Noa's adventures and tales of bravery, you notice a young ape standing nearby, peering at you curiously. When you turn to face them, a look of fear appears on their face, and they take a step back. The sight of their timid reaction tugs at your heart, and you crouch down to their level, trying to make yourself appear less intimidating.

You slowly extend your hand out, offering a gentle gesture of reassurance. "It's okay." Your voice is soft and soothing, hoping to ease the child's fear. You maintain a steady and calming demeanor, keeping your body language open and non-threatening.

With a warm smile, you take the flower crown off your head and distribute the individual flowers to the young apes. Their eyes light up with wonder and curiosity, their faces filled with excitement as they receive the small but precious gifts. The adults observe you with a newfound respect, their gazes filled with admiration and acceptance. In their eyes, you become a symbol of peace, kindness, and unity, a welcome figure in their community.

Dar and your mother both watch you intently as you engage with the clan members, your grace and poise leaving a lasting impression. "She will make a wonderful mother," Dar says to your mother, a soft smile on her face. "You raised her well," she adds with a hint of pride.

Your mother nods in agreement, the corners of her mouth tugging upwards in a small smile. "I did my best," she replies, her voice filled with a mixture of contentment and nostalgia.

Your mother's unwavering faith and love allowed you to grow into an intelligent and strong woman. Though you were born into such hardships, with the odds stacked against you, your mother had done everything in her power to ensure your survival. Her efforts had not been in vain, and you had emerged as a capable and resourceful individual, ready to embrace your new role as a mate and future mother for the Eagle Clan.

Throughout the day, you found yourself glued to Noa's side as he guided you through the Eagle Clan's territory. He took it upon himself to introduce you to the various members of the clan, explaining their roles and responsibilities within the community. You listened intently, absorbing the information and taking note of the customs and social dynamics within the clan.

Dar approaches you, her voice firm yet gentle as she announces, "It is time." A sense of nervousness washes over you, and you find yourself subconsciously swallowing, your gaze shifting to your mother. You can feel the weight of anticipation hanging in the air, aware that a significant moment lies ahead.

Noa turns to you, his smile filled with pride and love. He leans in, resting his forehead against yours, his expression warm and comforting. "I will see you soon," he speaks softly, his words conveying a mixture of reassurance and anticipation. With a final nod, he withdraws, heading off to prepare for the ceremony.

You stand in the privacy of a hut providing an intimate atmosphere. You wait patiently, your mind and heart filled with anticipation. Soon, you hear soft footsteps approach, and the door opens, revealing your mother, Dar, Keli, and Soona. They enter the room, their faces reflecting a mixture of emotions - excitement and pride.

As your mother steps into the room, she holds the thin, delicate fabric, which you recognize as your intimates. It consists of two pieces—one to cover your chest and another to cover your crotch.

Undressing, you pull on the tiny bits of fabric, covering the essential parts of your body. Then, your mother carefully drapes the large cloth over you, the layers falling gracefully over your form. Despite the coverage, the sheer material leaves little to the imagination, enhancing your feminine silhouette.

As you stand there, draped in the layers of fabric, you can feel the beating of your heart, its rhythm quickening from a mix of nerves and anticipation. Taking deep breaths, you try to maintain your composure, focusing on the calming presence of your mother, Dar, Keli, and Soona.

Dar approaches you, her hands coming up to gently place a braided crown of blue and orange feathers upon your head. As she leans down, her forehead touching yours in a loving gesture, she speaks words of affirmation. "You are perfect," she nods, her voice firm and sincere. "The Eagle Clan is proud." Her words carry a sense of assurance and approval, a testament to your worth and the honor of your union.

Dar assesses you one final time, her gaze taking in the sight of you clad in the layers of fabric adorned with the crown of feathers. Satisfied, she nods her head, a resolute look in her eyes. "We are ready," she states, her voice firm and certain. The other women in the room mirror her nods, their expressions a mix of pride and anticipation.

The women lead you outside, and you find yourself stepping into a very different scene from your previous ceremony. The members of the Eagle Clan are all gathered around, their eyes following your movements intently. Above heads, the magnificent birds of prey soar high in the sky, their presence adding an element of grandeur to the setting. The atmosphere is charged with anticipation, palpable in the air as the clan awaits the ceremony's commencement.

Standing tall and majestic, Noa exudes an aura of authority and respect. His broad shoulders are graced with a cloak made of feathers, their vibrant colors and patterns indicative of his status within the Eagle Clan. His expression is calm and focused, his gaze fixed on you as you approach.

As Noa's gaze falls upon the fabric that drapes over your body, it's evident that the thin material leaves very little to the imagination. Every curve and subtle contour of your form is visible through the sheer cloth. Noa's breath hitches in his throat, and his hands clench into tight fists at his sides, a mixture of primal possessiveness and desire coursing through him. He can feel the growing tension within himself, the overwhelming urge to immediately claim you as his own becoming near unbearable.

You take slow, measured steps towards Noa, your gaze fixed on his face. Your mother and Dar flank either side of you, their presence a comforting reassurance during this nerve-wracking moment. As you come to a stop in front of Noa, your breathing is quick and shallow, your heart hammering within your chest.

Noa gazes at you, a warm smile spreading across his face as he takes in the sight of you adorned with the crown of feathers. His eyes hold the same spark of desire and possessiveness, but there's also a hint of joy and pride. The feathers upon your head seem to symbolically represent this new role you're about to take on as his mate, fitting perfectly to the occasion.

Dar steps forward, her voice booming out over the gathering of the Eagle Clan. Her words are clear and powerful, conveying the significance of the event that is about to take place. "Eagle Clan," she announces, "we are here today to witness the bonding between our leader and his mate." A hush falls over the crowd, and all eyes turn towards Noa and you.

Dar continues speaking, her voice carrying a sense of honor and respect. "Eagle Sun has chosen her as the Clan's mother and as Noa’s mate." As the words leave her lips, a ripple of murmurs runs through the crowd. Some members exchange knowing glances, while others look upon you with curiosity and awe. This statement cements your role as both the leader’s mate and the mother of his future children.

Dar's voice bellows out once more over the gathering, leaving a brief pause afterward. "For anyone here to reject this notion… speak now." The words are said firmly and confidently, giving anyone present the chance to voice their disagreement or objection. However, the stillness of the crowd is deafening, and no protest is heard. Instead, there is a palpable anticipation, everyone awaiting the next steps.

Noa glances at you, a warm smile tugging at the corners of his lips. Then, his hand moves, twirling one of the Eagle Sun's fathers in his fingers, a silent act of reassurance and strength. The motion seems to convey his readiness and determination, a subtle yet powerful gesture that further solidifies the bond between the Eagle Sun and himself, symbolizing his role as the new leader of the clan and as your partner.

As Dar finishes speaking, she turns to Noa, signaling his turn to speak. Noa steps forward, his eyes never leaving yours. He takes the Eagle Sun's feathers in one hand and intertwines them as Dar instructed.

Noa approaches you, his movements filled with an almost reverent gentleness. He takes one of his hands and runs it through your hair, his touch sending shivers down your spine. With a sense of focus and determination, he skillfully braids the feather into your locks. The entire time, Noa’s gaze remains fixed on your form, his eyes tracing every contour of your body, his desire for you evident in the intensity of his stare.

As the braid drops, Noa lowers his head, bringing it closer to yours. His large hands cup your cheeks, cradling your face in his palms. The intensity of his gaze is captivating, his eyes gleaming with an intense mixture of love, desire, and pride. He brings his forehead to yours, and his body presses into yours, closing any space between you.

As Noa and you stand in this intimate position, Dar's voice rings out once more. "Now as one, you are eagle clan." Her words carry a sense of significance and finality. It is a declaration of your union, symbolizing that you are now not only a part of Noa's life but also integrated into the Eagle Clan itself. The significance of this moment hangs in the air, and a sense of collective acknowledgment and acceptance washes over the audience.

As you exhale with a smile, you find yourself instinctively clinging to Noa, wrapping your arms around his muscular frame. There is a sense of comfort and security in his solid presence, and you cling to him without a second thought. His arms wrap around you, holding you close, his embrace possessive but tender.

In this passionate moment, you reach up and grab Noa's chin, bringing his lips to yours in a firm and loving kiss. The clan around you cheers and hoots, their reactions a mix of excitement and astonishment. This public display of affection is new to them, a rare sight to witness between two mates.

In this intimate moment, it feels as though the rest of the world fades away and only the two of you remain. Your lips move against each other's in a deep and passionate kiss, your senses filled only with the sensation of your mate. The sounds of the clan cheering and clapping fade into the background as you lose yourself in the connection you share with Noa.

As Noa and you part from the passionate kiss, you notice Loui standing nearby, his face creased with annoyance. It seems he isn't a fan of the display of affection. However, Soona, standing next to him, promptly smacks his arm, sending him a glare. Under her stern gaze, Loui begrudgingly joins in the cheering and applause alongside the rest of the clan.

As the ceremony comes to an end, the clan continues with the festivities. A large feast is laid out for everyone to enjoy, and an air of joyous celebration fills the area. People chat amongst themselves, sharing stories and laughter, relishing the moment. The atmosphere is one of genuine happiness and community, a testament to the strong bonds within the Eagle Clan.

The night sky is now adorned with the silvery glow of the moon, casting a soft light over the land. Most of the clan members have settled for the night, and you find yourself leaning against Noa, feeling a sense of comfort and security in his presence. You gaze at the crackling fire, its dancing flames casting a warm glow over your immediate surroundings. The flickering lights reflect in your eyes, creating a mesmerizing display as you lean back against Noa. Your family surrounds you, creating a protective circle, further adding to the sense of safety and unity.

Noa's voice breaks the comfortable silence, his words spoken softly but carrying a hint of authority. "It is late," he murmurs, his voice holding a hint of huskiness. As he speaks, you sense the energy coursing through his body, a mix of want and lust that seems to radiate from his very presence. His gaze is intense, his body language speaking to a primal desire that seethes just beneath the surface.

You turn your gaze towards Noa, your eyes roaming over his features. It is undeniable – he doesn't seem tired at all. There's an energy and intensity about him that gives away the reason for his restlessness. Nodding in agreement, you respond, "It is." Your voice carries a hint of understanding and anticipation. You can feel the same tension and desire coursing through your own body, matching the primal need that emanates from Noa.

Noa stands up first, his strong hands gently guiding your hips so that you rise with him. He stands tall, his gaze fixated on you. For a moment, he seems at a loss for words, his eyes flickering with a hint of nervous anticipation. The desire and hunger in his eyes are clear, but there's a hint of uncertainty as if he's not quite sure how to express what he truly wants.

There's a moment of awkward hesitation as both of you speak simultaneously, your words overlapping each other. You start to say, "Should we..." and at the same time, Noa begins, "...do you want to..." The realization dawns on both of you, causing a brief moment of embarrassment, but also a flicker of amusement. For a moment, neither of you speaks, the tension hanging in the air. Then, you both chuckle softly, breaking the tension.

Noa takes your hands in his grasp and gently guides you away from the fire, leading you away from the safety of your family and into a quieter, more secluded place. As you walk away, you sense the gaze of your family following you, but you remain focused on following Noa's lead. Loui's glance is filled with annoyance, but he quickly finds himself corrected by Soona once again, who seems to hold some influence over him. Gemm looks to Soona, perhaps grateful for her ability to rein in Loui's behavior.

Noa leads you to a nearby tower, its tall and sturdy structure standing out in the surroundings. With a hint of pride and ownership, he turns to you and says, "This will be...our home." As he speaks, he starts walking towards the tower, gesturing for you to follow him. The significance of this moment is not lost as you follow him along the path to the top, the anticipation of what awaits you growing with each step.

As you follow Noa into the tower, your gaze takes in your belongings that have been laid out for you. Blankets, clothes, and other human artifacts are arranged carefully, waiting for you to find their place in this new space. The sight fills you with a sense of familiarity and comfort, a hint of home in this unfamiliar setting.

Your attention is drawn to the nest, the bed that has been carefully arranged for you and Noa. It is a clear blend of both his comfort and yours, created to accommodate both of your unique needs. Whether it be the plush blankets and furs or the firm cushions, everything has been strategically placed to ensure both of you can find rest and tranquility within this space.

Noa's hand comes to rest gently on your shoulder, his touch soft and tender. The touch seems to carry a multitude of emotions, a mixture of reassurance, comfort, and a hint of possessiveness. As his hand rests on your shoulder, you can feel the weight of his gaze upon you, his eyes studying your face and body in the dim lighting of the tower.

Your eyes dart to his face, and you feel a mix of excitement and nervousness filling your body. The moment feels significant, and there's an electric tension between you two. Noa's gaze holds a mixture of desire, possessiveness, and care, his intentions clear in his eyes. This is the moment you both have been waiting for, and the anticipation hangs heavily in the air.

Noa speaks, his voice low and gentle, "We do not-" but you quickly interrupt him, shaking your head to indicate your agreement. "I want to," you say firmly, your voice filled with determination and assurance. There's no hesitation in your response, and it's clear that you're not only consenting but also eager to move forward. Noa studies your expression for a moment, his gaze searching your face for any hint of doubt or trepidation.

Noa nods in acknowledgment of your readiness, a small smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. He steps closer to you, his voice low and serious as he speaks. "Then... I have to remove… this," he states, his hand reaching out to gesture towards the thin dress that drapes over your figure. The implication in his words and the look in his eyes leaves no room for misinterpretation. He is signaling his intention to undress you, and there's a mixture of anticipation and possessiveness in his gaze as he awaits your response.

As Noa's callused fingers glide over the thin fabric of the dress, you feel the roughness of his touch against your skin. He takes the edge of the long skirt in his hand, lifting it slowly, revealing more and more of your legs with every inch he moves. There's a sense of reverence in his actions, a hint of admiration and desire in his eyes as he unveils more of your body, inch by inch.

The dress bunches at your hips, leaving your upper thighs exposed. Noa looks up at you, his eyes dark with desire as he slowly runs a hand up your bare calf, causing a shiver of pleasure to travel up your body. The touch is gentle but firm, sending a spark of heat through your skin. His gaze remains focused on you, studying your reaction, taking in the effect his touch has on you.

Noa stays low, his movements slow and deliberate. His finger trails up your body, gently tracing a path over the fabric that covers your flower. With a firm but controlled motion, he pulls the cloth over your head, leaving you bare before him. The air hangs heavy with anticipation, your breath coming in short gasps as you stand there half-naked in front of your mate. You stand before him, your body barely covered in the delicate fabric of your intimates with a heavy heart.

Noa gazes at your body with hunger in his eyes, his gaze intense and unwavering. Every inch of you feels like it's under scrutiny as he takes in the sight of nearly bare skin, the hunger in his eyes only intensifying. His jaw clenches, and he takes a step closer to you, the space between your bodies shrinking as his desire for you becomes palpable.

You place your hands on his broad shoulders as he kneels, feeling the strength and warmth of his body beneath the feathered shawl he wears. Your fingers trace the colored feathers, appreciating the craftsmanship and beauty of the garment, before gently pushing it off his shoulders. The shawl falls to the ground in a whisper of fabric, leaving his upper body bare and exposed to your gaze.

You reach for him, your hand gently cupping his cheek, feeling the rough texture of his skin beneath your fingertips. With a slow and deliberate motion, you lean down to him, bringing your lips to his in a soft and tender kiss. The touch of your lips against his sends a wave of heat through your body, and you relish the taste and feel of him beneath you.

Noa suddenly rises, his strong arms grabbing you with an assertive motion and lifting you effortlessly into the air. Instinctively, you wrap your legs around his waist, holding on to him tightly, the position bringing you even closer to his body. The sudden action takes you by surprise, but you instinctively cling to him, feeling the solid muscular presence of his body against your own.

Noa gently lays you down on the plush bed, the soft pelts and blankets caressing your bare skin. The touch of the textures against your body sends a shiver of pleasure through you, and you find yourself sinking into the softness of the bed. As you lay there, Noa stands above you, his gaze roaming over your body with a mixture of desire and devotion.

His gaze fixated on the last two thin coverings of your body. The intensity of his gaze makes you acutely aware of your vulnerability, the thin fabric hardly concealing anything. His eyes seem to consume you, and you feel a mixture of anticipation and slight nervousness under his intense scrutiny.

You slowly take the thin covering in your hands, your fingers trembling slightly with the mixture of nerves and excitement. Slowly, you begin to remove it, your eyes fixed on Noa as you expose more and more of your bare skin. The thin fabric falls to the floor, your bare breasts hitting the air.

The sight of you causes Noa to heave, the primal need within him growing stronger by the second. He dives towards you, his hands and mouth roaming over your bare body, exploring every inch of you with an almost hungry fervor. There's an urgency in his actions, a need to touch and taste every part of you, as if he can't get enough.

Noa lowers himself. His mouth to your neck, his sharp canines gently biting at your delicate skin, causing a sharp gasp to escape from your lips. The sensation of his teeth against your flesh sends a shiver of pleasure through your body, and you arch up against him instinctively, your body seeking more of his touch.

Noa's hands run down your sides as his mouth travels over your upper body, peppering you with kisses and softly nibbling at your sensitive skin. The dual sensations of his hands caressing your sides and his mouth exploring your body send wave upon wave of pleasure through you. You writhe beneath him, desperate to have more of his touch, to have him further explore your body.

He trails his kisses lower, following the mounds of your breast. He looks at them in awe. Such a beautiful sight. So different and angelic, and all for him. Noa brings his mouth down upon one nipple. His eyes roll back as he laps at the pebble. You gasp, your body rolling against the bed breathing his name in small moans.

Noa's mouth slowly moves down your tummy, his lips pressing against each inch of exposed skin, leaving a trail of kisses in their wake. The sensation of his lips softly brushing against your stomach causes your body to arch involuntarily, the heat of his touch only fueling the growing desire in you.

Noa's lips continue their descent, moving lower and lower down your body until he is millimeters away from your covered flower. You feel the warmth of his breath against your most intimate part, a heady mix of anticipation and nervousness filling you. He's so close, mere millimeters from the very place that aches for his touch.

Noa looks up at you with a mixture of love and desire in his eyes, his voice soft and gentle as he speaks. "Are you sure?" he whispers, seeking one final assurance from you before fully succumbing to his primal urges. The question hangs heavily in the air, the moment charged with anticipation and expectation.

As you look down at Noa, hovering over your most intimate parts, you feel a sense of certainty and conviction within you. "I have never been more sure of anything... ever," you say firmly, your voice filled with determination and raw honesty. Your words are not just a reassurance for him, but also a firm declaration of your desire and readiness to give yourself to him completely.

Noa smiles, his expression filled with love and desire, before lowering himself over you and covering your body with his. He kisses you passionately, his lips moving against yours hungrily and with a sense of desperate need. His body envelops yours, and you can feel the heat of his skin against yours, the evidence of his desire pressed against you.

Noa's hand moves down your body with a possessive touch, his fingers tracing a path that ignites a trail of heat in their wake. With a firm grip, he finds the last intimate fabric that still covers you, and with a swift motion, tears it away. The sound of the fabric ripping fills the air, and you can feel the cool air on your now exposed skin, the absence of that last barrier making you even more vulnerable and open before him.

Noa gazes down at you with a mixture of awe and intensity in his eyes, taking in the sight of your bare body beneath his. The reality is better than anything he could've ever imagined. The way you look, the sounds you make, the way you react to his touch - it all exceeds anything he could've dreamed, sending a jolt of desire through him with every moment.

He kisses down your body, passing your breast with tender lips, down your sternum, down your tummy, over your belly button, and halts at the most intimate section. Noa is completely consumed by lust, his primal instincts taking over as he inhales a deep breath, the smell of you and your heat filling his nostrils. The scent of your arousal only exacerbates his desire, and he lets out a low growl, his body tightening with the need to claim you as his.

Noa carefully brings his hands to your thighs, running his hands up and down the soft skin before sliding them apart slowly. Your center becomes revealed to him and he groans with lidded eyes, his hips bucking into your form.

The primal need within Noa becomes unbearable, and he can no longer resist the urge to taste you. With a mixture of urgency and reverence, he moves his mouth down, meeting your intimate lips for the first time.

You gasp as you feel the flatness of his tongue run over your opening. You toss your head back as he does it again. He looks to you in adoration and lust. His expression is pleased with your response. The taste of you is sweet and heady, and it only ignites the fire within him further. He is losing himself in the sensation of your body, his tongue and lips moving greedily over you, desperate for more of your essence.

He bellows down deeper, wrapping his lengthy arms around your thighs and bringing you against him, digging his tongue into your heat faster, harder. You twitch and roll in the nest, his movements stir your core. A tightness builds below as he dives in. “Noa.” You gasp loudly, grabbing at his head, and tossing your head back with closed eyes. A heated rush springs through your body, a wave crashing against your insides as Noa makes you release for the first time. You cry out arching up against the nest, your fingers tangling his his coarse fur. Noa huffs, and laps at the juices spilling from your core, simply addicted.

Noa looks up at you, his eyes filled with a mixture of lust and awe. He watches in fascination as your body responds to his touch, reacting to every movement of his tongue and lips. He is amazed at the way your body arches and writhes beneath him, the sounds you make only fueling his pleasure and desire.

You can't resist the urge to pull him towards you, your hands gripping his shoulders as you kiss him desperately. The need to feel his body against yours, the taste of yourself on his tongue, is overwhelming. You cling to him, your body seeking more of him, wanting to feel as close to him as possible.

You speak softly, your voice filled with a desperate intensity as you say, "I need you." The words are heavy with vulnerability and need, and you can't help but feel a hint of worry that your voice is too soft for him to hear. But Noa hears you loud and clear. The raw honesty in your voice only fuels the flames of his desire, and he responds by pulling you even closer, his body pressing against yours with a fierce possessiveness.

And who was he to deny you? Noa's response is immediate and resolute. He cannot resist your pleading plea, and he moves above you, positioning himself between your legs. His eyes never leave your face as he takes in the sight of you, the need and desire written all over your expression. He is more than ready to give you what you want, what you need.

Noa takes a moment to look down upon himself, positioning himself perfectly between your legs. The sight of himself, ready and eager for you, only heightens your desire.

Noa lines himself up to your entrance, with a heavy chest. His eyes glued to yours. “You are mine… as I am yours.” Noa pushes the head of his length in. You grip him so tightly, suffocating his girth as he inches inside. You close your eyes, through the burning pain. Though it is a stretch, it is pleasurable. The thought of Noa being the only one to ever enter, to ever claim you was exhilarating. With a slow, deliberate thrust, Noa entered her, filling her, their bodies fitting together perfectly.

You gasped as pleasure rippled through your core, unlike anything you had ever experienced. Noa's cock pulsed within, and he began to move, his strokes long and deep, his hips snapping forward with each thrust. His hands gripped your thighs, holding you in place as he pounded into you, your bodies slapping together in a primal rhythm.

“Oh, Noa!" You cried out, your head thrown back, breasts jiggling with each powerful thrust. Noa's name on your lips was a mantra, a plea for more, and he obliged, his pace increasing as his climax approached.

The grunts and moans filled the night air, mixing with the sounds of their bodies snapping together. Noa's fingers dug into your hips, holding you tightly as he sought your sweet spot, wanting to give you the ultimate pleasure. Your body trembled on the precipice of orgasm, every nerve ending alive with sensation.

Noa dips his head down, his mouth finding your neck once more, his teeth grazing against the tender skin with sharp and intense pressure. The feeling of his teeth, the mixture of pleasure and pain, sends a shiver of sensation through you, and you arch up against him, your body craving more.

Noa's voice is a low growl, filled with a possessive and primal intensity. "You... are mine," he says, before biting down on your neck, his teeth piercing the skin and drawing blood. The sharp pain is tempered by the realization that he is claiming you as his own, marking you in a way that is both intimate and intense.

With a final, powerful thrust, Noa buried himself deep within you, his cock pulsing as he spilled his seed into you, his hot cum filling you. You convulsed around him, your orgasm crashing over you in wave after wave of ecstasy. You cried out, your voice mingling with Noa's as you both rode the crest of your shared pleasure.

As your heart rates slowed and your breathing returned to normal, Noa gently removed himself, the emptiness causing you to moan. Noa joins you in the collection of blankets. You lay entwined, your sweat-slicked bodies glistening in the moonlight. You turned your head to look at Noa, your eyes shining with satisfaction and love.

"You are incredible," you whispered, your fingers tracing the feathers in his armband. Noa nuzzled your neck, his hot breath sending shivers through her. He licks at the mark softly. "You are… incredible, love," he rumbled, his voice thick with emotion. "Tonight was just the beginning…. Our bond will only grow stronger from here."

You smiled, this was just the start of your journey together. As the new leaders of the Eagle Clan, you would both face challenges, but the passion and love you shared would be a guiding light. And in that moment, with Noa's body lying next to your bare one, you knew that your mating had forged a connection that would shape the future of the world. A world where apes and humans can live side by side.

[nitanael]

Kingdom of the Planet of the Apes / Daylight by David Kushner / Edgar Allan Po

[daydreaming-allday-everyday]

Noa x Reader - Ideas ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

You talked to Noa about human marriage traditions once, and you mentioned rings.

One random day, he shows up with a small bag and gives it to you. When you open it, you take out a lot of rings he found on his differents exploration trips to the valley; of all colors, styles, and materials.

He thought the more rings he gave you, the more he was showing that he wanted to be your mate

[ohwaitimthewriter]

Listen. Noa w/ a human, mate or friend, that's scared of the dark

Bad: Scared. He doesn't ever want them to be scared, or feel unsafe. He'd beat up the concept of darkness if he could. They can't see in the dark so they might end up stumbling over stuff or injuring themselves in other ways

Good: They cling to him while they sleep. They hold his hand in dark areas. They're doing it scared (he's proud of them)

Omg I love!! I might write something about it if you guys want to but in the meantime:

Just think about the first time it happened, Noa would be so confused because you manage to hide it quite well (by never staying late at the communal bonfire or always coming back to the village when out at the right time before dark) and I think he would even be on alert himself because why are you scared? Why are you clinging on to him like this? You might have seen a predator or something that could threaten both of your lives!

And you are SHAKING omg and you curl up on yourself a little bit and 😭 Bet Noa would wrap you in his arms and he would tighten his grip on you to stop your shaking, resting his head above yours and WHY NOT CRADLING YOU OMG I HAVE THOUGHTS, he’d be so soft with you and even if your fingers are gripping at his fur so tightly he can feel your nails digging into his skin, he will lead you out of the forest and if you can’t walk, he’d carry you either on his back or in his arms, drawing some soothing patterns on your arm around his neck or wherever his hand is holding you (might be your back or the side of your ribcage if you’re in his arms). The warmth of his hand would keep you grounded and I can easily picture him not using words to try to calm you down because he doesn’t really understand why you’re so scared of the dark but if Noa doesn’t trust his voice, he trusts his actions, he knows his body can and will support you! So lean on him, hold him tight, even hide your face in his fur if needed, he will be here for you!

Also, you’ll end up with a trail of torches from the communal bonfire to your hut (if you’re friend) or to your shared nest (if you’re mated) to light up your way at night and you’ll ALWAYS find a fire in your hut/nest to welcome you, Noa is making sure of that!

[allbluemin]

Recently the noamae ship appeared in the Planet of the Apes fandom and with that, people who problematize the pair. This survey is being carried out to get an idea of ​​how many support or oppose this relationship.

The community that consumes content with monster/human relationships was mentioned in some discussions so I thought it would be interesting to expand the discussion a little further outside the fandom and bring these people to comment on their opinions as well.

Sorry if something doesn't make sense, english is not my first language...

If you want, you can comment on your answer in the comments or tags.

This form has more questions and options for answers, if you can answer... it is done anonymously

[gutterclan]

🌙 Heavy or light sleeper, what are their dreams like? and 🙀What do they fear the most? for Gutterrat and Longpaw please?

ty for the ask anon! someone get gutterrat a redbull.

[magnificentmaleficent]

HOW TO WOO YOUR HUMAN MATE 101:

LESON 1: PICK UP LINES.

Brought to you by the ape academy of science of love. Ft Caesar, Blue eyes, Koba, Cornelius I, Zira, Zaius, Noa, Soona & Anaya.

~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~

Caesar: Roses are red... violets are...violet. You make Caesar...feel much more grounded...♥︎

Blue eyes: -signing- Father's eyes are green, Blue eyes are... blue. -speaking- I... wouldn't mind... passing my genes down with yours...♥︎

Koba: Humans... bleed red, bruises are... purple, even if you're a lowly Human, Koba some...how... still likes ya'.

Cornelius I: Roses are red, violets are blue, I would overthown the Apegoverment if I could be yours.♥︎

Zira: Roses are red, Violets are blue, will you sit on my face if I beg you to?? ♥︎

Zaius: Roses are red, violets are... violet, Thinking about you late at night makes me feel violent....♥︎

Noa: Wildflowers are yellow, Eagle sun's feathers are blue, will you hold my hand and never let go?♥︎

Anaya: Eagles make nests, apes do so too... Anaya would love to share his nest forever with you.♥︎

Soona: Eagles fly high and free in the sky, will you hold my hand as we soar up high?♥︎

-♥︎-

How are you responding to them?

[the-monkeies-girl]

Crying in soft girl language

Caesar holding your head between his larger hands and bringing his forehead into your own. It feels so slow to you, watching his usually hardened expression soften for just the split second of contact as a form of akin affection. Your eyes slowly fall shut as you accept the token from your Mate, lifting your own hands and placing them atop the Ape King’s as you don’t want him to pull away too soon.

Noa is grasping the back of your head with one hand, its intentions pure and rationalized as thickened fingers trudged into your hair first before they urge you forward. You feet stammer slightly from the force of which he uses, something you doubt Noa is truly aware of and with a breathless sigh and falling eyelids, you feel your forehead kissing his strong browline that relaxes upon first touch.

Blue Eyes still feels incredibly reserved at times regarding displays of affection with you, unsure if it’s what you want as it sometimes seems like a Human privacy. That never stops him though upon his return for a hunting trip and within moments of falling off his horse, gait strong and longing, Blue Eyes has hold of your shoulders, letting his gaze rest in yours before you initiate forward and kiss his forehead tenderly with your own.

Anaya is chewing away at a piece of dried fish, staring at Noa and Soona with a ping of jealousy that they had each other as his gaze scattered the crowd of the Eagle Clan. Within moments, you’re there with your wicked bowl of berries, smiling happily at the young Chimp. Sitting down, you plopped beside him and drew your head inwards for a brief forehead touch. He huffs on your face, amused by your perfect timing.

Koba would never let you get close enough to his face. He has thought about it, the feeling so revolting that it felt like the Bonobo’s stomach was going to turn inside out. He can’t stop though. What would your forehead feel like? Grossly soft with no defenses? Koba would want to take you for his own morbid destruction if you ever touched him so familiarly.

[mirkwoodshewolf]

No following; Planet of the Apes fanfic Chap. 1

*Author's note*

Okay so we're gonna try something new here tumblr. Ever since I saw the new Planet of the apes film a month ago I got interested in the fandom once again but never thought anyone wrote fics for the fandom. After reading some on FF.net as well as here, it got me wanting to write a series while I'm on a writer's block for my current series. And thus this series was born.

This entire series will encompass the Andy Serkis trilogy and will be a Caesar fic. But it is STRICTLY PLATONIC so if that's not your cup of tea, no hate and just move on. This is my story and I'll write it the way I want to.

Now to those who wish to give this series a chance as you read, leave a comment down below if you wish to be tagged for updates (rn I'll be binge posting cause I've already got 10 chapters ready to go and be read).

WARNINGS: Fluff, angst, swearing, violence. So this won't be for the light of heart (at least until I get to Dawn and then War).

Taglist:

@queen-paladin

@jd-johndeacon-or-jackdaniels

@psychosupernatural

@plethora-of-things

@gay-and-ready-to-cry

@waddles03

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Some say that the bonds between human and animal are a unique thing.  That there’s an unbreakable trust between the two and that they are fated to always be together.  Others say that like soulmates, there’s always an animal for a person who needs them the most.  For me, I would end up having the most unique of all bonds with an animal that is closest to my own species of animal.

This is the story of such a bond, this is the story of Lin and Caesar.

It was nightfall and pouring down rain as I rode home with my best friend Gabriella and her mother.  Gabi and I had known each other since Pre-K after we both had a love for the Disney movie Lilo and Stitch.  From that moment on we’ve been inseparable.  Currently I was getting a ride home with her mom after our strings class.

She and I after school go over to the rec center every Tuesday, Thursday and Friday nights and perform with the San Fransisco Strings and Orchestra for minors.  Gabi plays the cello and I play the violin.  We’re both pretty good if I do say so myself, our teacher tells us that we could eventually go far into the world of music if we set our mind to it.  But I think I’m good cause of my genetics, after all my grandpa was a former music professor and conductor.  But he doesn’t really play anymore, or at least he tries to.

We soon stopped at my house and I said grabbing my things and readied my umbrella.

“Thanks for the ride Mrs. Montez.”

“Anytime Lin sweetie. Watch out crossing the dark, wet sidewalk.”

“I will, see you tomorrow in class Gabi.”

“See yah Lin.” I quickly opened the door and opened up my umbrella before quickly racing across the sidewalk and up the stairs to my front door.  I took my key and unlocked the door but not before waving one final time and soon Mrs. Montez drove off down the road.

I entered inside and shook off my umbrella before hanging it to dry.  I also took off my raincoat and hung it up beside it before walking further into the house proclaiming.

“Hello? Grandpa? Uncle Will?” that’s when I heard the sound of cooing, like a baby cooing but it wasn’t human.  I set my violin case down to the banister by the front door and walked into the study room where I found a large box with holes sitting on the table.  As I got closer to it, I heard my uncle say.

“Oh perfect timing, guess that means I can show you both.” I turned and saw both my uncle and grandpa coming around from the kitchen entry.

“Show me what?” uncle Will walked passed me, ruffled my hair and stood over the box.

“Hey grandpa.”

“Hey sweetheart. Get another gold star from Ms. Honey for good behavior?” I smiled solemnly.  Ms. Honey was my kindergarten teacher, my current teacher is Mr. Simmons. 

My grandpa for the past couple of years has been dealing with Alzheimer’s disease.  Uncle Will told me that it’s a disease that slowly eats away at the brain’s cells, affecting memory and sometimes body function.  You see, my parents died in a plane crash when I was just 3 years old and in their will they had the next guardianship be my grandpa.  But two years ago, that’s when the disease started to take its effect on him.

So my uncle Will had to move in with us to help not only take care of me but of grandpa too.  And when he’s at work and I’m at school, a nice nurse comes in and helps take care of grandpa.

“Grandpa, I’m in the 4th grade. My teacher is Mr. Simmons. You know the nice man you and uncle Will met last month at the school picnic.” He looked dazed for a second but then said.

“Oh right, yeah I knew that.”

“Dad, Lin, come check this out.” Uncle Will said trying to redirect the conversation.  We came over and the second we looked inside, there lay a baby monkey.

“Is that a monkey?” I asked with a head tilt.

“He’s actually a chimpanzee, an ape.” Uncle Will corrected me.  Grandpa was in pure awe as he slowly reached in and touched the baby chimp.

“What is that? Is he injured?” he asked as I took notice of a mark right around the right side of his chest.  It was a prominent balding mark in a unique shape, a long oval shape with an additional stripe at the top.  Kinda reminded me of an incomplete cross or an unfinished F.

“No, I think that’s a birthmark.” Uncle Will said as he crossed into the kitchen and started putting some things into the fridge.  All the while grandpa picked up the baby chimp and lifted him high into the air like he was Simba.  The little guy was just small enough to fit between both of grandpa’s hands.

“Listen Lin,” he told me before he began quoting, “‘But as for Caesar, kneel down, kneel down and wonder.’”

“He’s so cute.” I awed as I reached out and touched his little toes.

“Yeah don’t get too attached, either of you.” Uncle Will told us.

“So why bring him here then if we can’t keep him?” I sassed.

“He’s not a dog or a cat, not even a bunny rabbit. He’s a wild animal. My coworker promised he’d try to find an animal sanctuary for him in a couple of days.” I let out a exasperated groan.

“Animal sanctuaries are still prisons.”

“Don’t get smart young lady.” My uncle playfully reprimanded as he pointed at me.

“It’s not polite to point.” I sassed back.

“Polite? Okay, I’ll show you polite.” My uncle said as he shut the fridge and giving me that narrowed but playful look in his eyes.  I took off running as he raced after me.  I got only up four stairs before I felt two arms wrap around me and he swung me away from the staircase and the next thing I felt was a wet finger in my ear.

“GAHH EWW UNCLE WILL!!!”

“Yeah your mom did this to me all the time when we were kids, now it’s payback.” He laughed.

“I’m innocent in this vile act!” I proclaimed dramatically.

“But you must pay for the sins of thy mother young youth!”

“Will, Maria, you two better stop horsing around in there.” At hearing my mom’s name we both settled down and a somber feeling was in the air.

“He’s been calling me that on and off for the past week.”

“Honestly who can blame him. You look so much like her when she was your age.” He said with a soft smile and he ruffled my hair again.

“Really?”

“Yeah. And when have I ever lied about anything in regards to my big sister?”

“Never.”

“Exactly.” He then playfully nudged my side with his before changing the subject.  “Now please tell me you managed to eat dinner cause I’ve had a long day of work and I don’t feel like cooking anything.”

“Lucky for you, the rec center was hosting a pizza party after the past few months prepping for Districts last week. Maestro Fiyero said we earned a little break after working us so hard.”

“Good. Now why don’t you brush your teeth and get ready for bed.”

“Why does my curfew have to be 9 o’clock? I’m 10 years old, not five.”

“Growing girls needs sleep too you know.”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah. Tell grandpa I said goodnight will yah?”

“Will do kid. Sleep tight, don’t let the bedbugs bite.”

“You too.” I grabbed my violin and raced on upstairs and did my nighttime routine before getting into bed and turning off the light.

As the night progressed, I soon heard the sounds of shrieks coming from the hallway.  I opened my eyes and looked at my clock to see that it was 2:30am.  I got up and let out a cough and muttered to myself.

“Need some juice.” Quietly I walked down the hallway towards the stairs but as I came to the bathroom I could hear the shower running as well as the bathroom sink.  Did grandpa accidentally leave the water running again after taking his shower?  No, Uncle Will would’ve turned it off by now.

I knocked softly on the door and I heard my uncle’s voice say.

“It’s just me dad.”

“I’m not grandpa.” I heard footsteps and the door cracked open and when he saw me, he brought me into the bathroom before closing it.  Immediately I was hit with the heat that had been trapped by the hot water that was coming from both the shower and the sink.

“What are you doing up so late Lin?”

“I heard shrieking and then I got thirsty.”

“Ohh sorry, guess this little guy woke you up too huh?” it was then I took notice of the baby chimp swaddled up in my uncle’s arms.  I looked down at him and he looked up at me, moving his grip from my uncle’s finger to mine as he cooed.

“He looks like he has a cold.”

“You think?”

“Yeah, his nose is kinda runny.”

“Well that’s normal for babies sometimes. He’s barely a day old. You definitely had a runny nose when you were born.”

“No I didn’t!”

“Oh yeah you were quite the little snot monster. The original boogeyman, or boogeygirl.” He said taking his free hand that was on top of the baby chimp and playfully gripped my nose.

“Uncle Will!” I whined softly which made him laugh.  Our moment was stopped as the baby chimp let out a few more coos before snuggling up to uncle Will, all the while the grip on my finger got a bit tighter.  I smiled down at him and said as I stroked my thumb over his tiny fingers.  “Are you sure we can’t keep him?”

“I’ll—think about it. Holding him like this….makes me think back to the day you were born. Boy your mom wouldn’t let me near you at first. Feared I was gonna drop you, she always had that fierce mama bear instinct right from the get-go. Even when we were growing up and as she tormented me at times. When I needed it, she was there with her hot-headed attitude.”

“I miss her uncle Will.”

“Me too kid. Me too.” I leaned up against him and he rested his head on top of mine giving it a soft kiss.  “Go on back to bed, I’ll stay up with him.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah. I’m used to all-nighters, one day you might get there when you’re composing your first symphony. But for now, head back to bed.”

“Can I still get my juice first? I’m thirsty.”

“Just this once. Just be quiet when passing Charles’ room.” I nodded before leaning down and gave the baby chimp a kiss to which he let out a cute yawn and quiet hoot.

“Goodnight little chimp. Night uncle Will.” I gave him a peck on the cheek and he said goodnight to me as I quietly left the bathroom shutting the door immediately as I got out.  I went downstairs, got my drink and went back to bed.

The next morning I was finishing my breakfast and packing my school books into my backpack as uncle Will was coming down with the baby chimp and set him up in my old high-stool chair that grandpa had kept.

“Where’s my car keys?” grandpa asked as he was patting through his robe and pj pockets.  “My car keys where’d you put them? I need to get Lin to school!” he said urgently.

“Dad.” Uncle Will calmly spoke to him. “You-you don’t drive anymore. And Lin takes the bus.” Grandpa looked at him with a blank stare before turning away and telling him.

“I know that.” It really does make me sad to see grandpa this way.  He always looks so dazed and lost, like he’s here with us but at the same time he’s not.  Sometimes he’ll just sit there and stare off into space, frozen in his spot and not say anything for a really long time.

“Here, why don’t you feed him? Can you do that?” uncle Will suggested holding up a baby bottle filled with milk.

“Of course I can.” Said grandpa coming over.  As uncle Will went to get his coffee (blech!) grandpa came over and grabbed the bottle which made the baby chimp go crazy with hunger as he reached out for it.  As soon as it was in reach, he grabbed the bottle from grandpa’s hand and immediately began drinking it as fast as he could.

I dropped my fork and stared at him in awe.  I was told that babies always needed help being fed for at least several months and yet after just being born yesterday, he was feeding himself.

“Will, look at this.” Grandpa said as uncle Will came back into the kitchen and saw what we saw.  “How old is he? Like a day old, two days old?” Uncle Will sat down as he examined the baby chimp confused.

“Yeah.” Uncle Will said lowly as he kept his eyes on the baby chimp.

“Oh he’s a smart one isn’t he?” said grandpa as he came around and sat on the other side of the baby and gently placed his hand on top of his head.  “What are you gonna name him?”

“I—I don’t know.” Uncle Will said unsure.  That’s when I saw it.  Now I’m no monkey or ape expert but from pictures I’ve seen in books they normally have dark eyes, mostly brown but this little guy.  His eyes were green.

A green eyed baby chimpanzee.  One look into his eyes and I knew that he was something very special.

[snowwybear]

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[fandomnerd9602]

I got a request male deadpool reader x freya allan where he lands in the real world

Y/N, a Deadpool, approaches Freya Allan…

Y/N: hey there Ciri. I hear you’re great with swords

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Y/N: and so is @fandomnerd9602! Oh my gosh like total celebrity crush territory

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Y/N is immediately deleted…

A/N: yeah I’m still in charge.

Y/N: guess who? Like a toon I never truly disappear.

A/N: ugh…

Y/N: celebrity crush! Like so hard. It’s the accent she has isn’t it?