The Chase
The Chase
@twobucksworld I hope this is more of what you wanted! I made sure to write more since I misinterpreted what you had originally wanted. This ~ means a POV switch, as I couldn't help but want to write in both the perspectives. The human male is a soldier stationed on a planet similar to earth and he wanders into a females territory. I hope you enjoy! CW: Fear, Blood, Percieved death, being chased, the wrestling move ‘Stinkface’.
The Yautja, though bipedal, was an expert on all fours. Should it need to run it just lowered its forepaws to the dirt and sprang away as fast as any wolf in the darkness. This was one of those times, accelerating on all fours toward a human foolish enough to be wandering by moonlight in her territory. She stops abruptly, her clawed foot scrapes over the jagged edge of a small cliff. With lungs full of this humid air her salty breath creates clouds of vortexes; while her head moves side to side to assess her territory. One would think she hasn't the brain for reason, but instead, simply a primal sense of rage twined with an indomitable will to survive. They wouldn’t be all wrong at least. Then she spots him, the rigged stature of the human male, a soldier of the Earth’s military with no weapon in sight- far to easy to be a real threat but an annoyance nonetheless.
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Through the darkness came the glow of two yellow eyes, like sallow lamplight eight feet off the boulder it stood on. They moved with a slight sway as if the unseen body prowled like a big cat. The soldier stopped. The eyes did not, with rapid acceleration and a more bounding motion they came right for him. A string of curses unraveled from his tongue, like yarn unfurling, as the creature advanced. Every step it took rattled his bones and struck his heart. He tried to dodge a swing from its massive claws, but it struck his side and he tumbled into the dirt. All he could do was feel. Feel the cold ground pressed against his form, the heat from the pain, and the rhythm of his heart like a drum crescendoing down to a languid thump. The things nascent roar fills the space between my ears and speaks straight to my own primal center. Despite the ambient temperature, my skin is icy, all blood diverted to core organs.
That's when the adrenaline hits such a fever pitch that “freeze” isn't going to cut it anymore. Apparently “flight” is the new order of the day, but not slowly like a conscious choice. My legs explode into violent motion. The kick against the dirt and my fingers with dull claws scrabbling for purchase into the soil before I swivel onto my stomach and launch myself forward. My brain, barely registering what just attacked us, belatedly relays all information on the beast that attacked and I stumble on the words echoing through my mind. A Yautja. ~ She relished in the way the male scampered, ever amused by the show of dominance humans tried to give off while they were nothing more then sucklings just learning to crawl. This human, however, seemed inexperienced in even that and she could feel the amused chuckle leave her mandibles as she watched him disappear. She had laid her first strike, like feline playing with her prey she stood straight, keen eyes watching in the darkness as he disappears with a limp. The prey would be allowed to run if only to give him that hope of safety- this was just a game to her. She was no hunter by want or need, females of her kind never needed to prove themselves like the males. She would then descend to all fours, before bounding off after him, her own pounding heart echoing the thrill of the chase. She wondered for a moment what it felt like to be hunted by something like herself but made a click deep in her throat- she realized she didn’t care how he felt. He was in her territory, she would teach him a lesson all Yautja learn at a young age- do not enter a female’s territory unless you wish death. ‘The chase is only sport for me but means everything to you. For me, taking your life is just a small part of a wider game. I know you have been told that victory is assured for your side, it is, of course, a lie to bring hope where there should be none. You are in a dark cave being granted the illusion of light, no more. There is no spark of hope, there is no rescue coming, it's just me and you little rabbit. So run, let your whitetail bob high as you scurry to save your own skin. You aren't a hero, you are nothing, less than a cold raindrop on a scorching desert. What you bring will evaporate into the sky leaving the landscape unchanged, barren and desolate, a playground for my delight alone.’
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He hides, quaking and sweating with fear as the footfalls tapper off into soft little pats on the ground. In the tall grass, pressed against the base of a tree with nothing but his weeping side; he wished to be anywhere else. In boot camp, demoted from his rank, which was clearly wrongfully given, and yelled at for his incompetence. He had seen the signs, the skulls, he should have known- but he half expected the tells of Yautja to be just that, tells. To be fiction spread around like campfire horror stories to new recruits to scare them into not sneaking off. But the shifting of branches above him with the accents of clicking had his heart stuttering in his chest.
He would not suffer himself to look up, perhaps if he denied the thing any acknowledgment it would kill him quickly. It doesn’t. It drops before him, all rippling muscle and extended claws. It wore no armor, simple furs and beads- this one wore added fur on its chest and he realized it must be a female. A scientist once said they were more aggressive but rarely hunted- he must be lucky. She crouched down, far taller than any human he had ever seen, far taller than the pathetic 8 feet he thought her to be. Her head tilts and he swears she is speaking- he can’t clearly hear what language she speaks in over the sound of his own heartbeat and ragged breaths mixing into a funeral march in his mind. His eyes follow as she straightens, clenching her clawed hands to fists and he thinks she is readying a punch. ~ She watches him as he regards her with the horror all whelps experience when they first meet an angered female. She finds it amusing, humans truly are whelps compared to her species- it would be dishonorable to kill him while he did not even try to defend himself. But she never allowed anything to get away without punishment, without showing her complete dominance over others. She had claimed this forested part as her own and she knew how to disgrace any who she deemed unworthy of honorable death. She stalks forward, grabbing him by his shoulders and pulling a knife from her thigh. She gave an amused chuckle as he scrambled to push her away, now he fought. How pathetic. She slams the knife into the tree, catching his clothes and pinning him to the spot. She stepped back, releasing him and watching his declawed hands paw at the knife, knees slightly bent and he stared with wide-eyed horror up at her. She throws her head up, eyes still locked on his form before moving closer again. She then turns herself, pressing her ass to his face. For Yautja, to be shown this treatment was disgraceful and by the way, the male gave an anguished cry for mercy and he tried to claw at her hips, she knew her punishment was received. She stayed like that a moment longer before moving away, clicking as she turned back to him. Tears glistened his face as he gasped, body trembling like the whelp he was. She ripped her knife from the tree and he fell to the ground with a thud, slinking down back into the roots and earth to try and appear submissive. An annoyed click left her as she slides her knife back in its place, her back turned to him again. His cry as she did so had her chuckling, her hand moving in a flick motion to tell him to leave, he is of little importance to her. She then descended back to all fours, bounding forward through the tall grass soundlessly. She could feel herself purring, the omega having ignited something more carnal in her and she knew she would be visiting him again, if only to humiliate him further. ~
As he watched her disappear without a sound he realized she had been toying with him, allowing him to hear her to heighten his fear. He sobs, collapsing down into the soil and trying to regain himself as he fumbled for anything to defend himself. He had left camp for a smoke and piss, his pants soiled with his fear and his face burning in shame. He was close to camp again, he could hear the yells of his teammates and called back, using the tree to help him stand as he waved to their flashlights.
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House Rules
I’ll just jump right in with the rules for this blog. It will have info on requesting, asking questions and submitting your own works.
Rules for requesting Imagines, Headcanons and Reader Inserts:
We’ll start with NSFW, extreme things will be posted on my Ao3 and a link posted in response to your ask. I will write virtually any kink, but I have the right to refuse any that make me uncomfortable.
Regarding pronouns in requests, by default will be Female. If you want others, you must specify. If you want a trans reader that’s fine, but I will use the pronouns of the reader’s preferred gender. (Say MtF will have Fem pronouns while an FtM will have male pronouns.) NSFW content with trans characters will be, by default, fully transitioned(meaning they will have preferred genitals and minimal mention or attention paid to any scarring) this is to avoid fetishizing transgender characters unless specified that they want a more emotional take on intercourse with a not fully transitioned reader.
To request NSFW I ask you to be 18 years or older and that all characters requested be 18 years or older. I would prefer minors to not interact but I know you still will(cause fuck what adults say) but please respect my boundaries as I would respect yours.
If you an issue with a request filled(whether you requested it or not) please feel free to DM me. Keep in mind, I may not rewrite the finished product and depending on how you approach me about it may lead to your entire filled request being deleted. If you show me respect I will show you respect.
My character request limit per request is 4, but if you want short headcanons then you may request up to 6.(short as in 2-3 bullet points per character)
Now onto what personal asks you may do:
You may ask what I look like, tho my Tumblr image is pretty close.
You may also ask about my likes and dislikes, and any discourse concerning fandoms or characters.
I do have some problematic ships/favs, you may ask about them and why I like them. No, I do not stan any of them, I just think they’re neat.
Personal questions, like my childhood or what I want to do in the future, are fine.
Questions about politics, social debates and other debacle like that are not accepted. I will not discuss my personal viewpoints on such matters, but you make ask about my philosophies I like to live by.
Submitting:
Again, I have the right to refuse any submit I do not deem appropriate.
By that, I mean Underaged NSFW.
Please properly display warnings at the top of all posts if you wish to submit, even if it is not NSFW. People, especially me, like to have a hint of what we are going to read.
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You may submit works for fandoms not in my fandom list, as I’m sure there will be followers who like the same fandom plus it could get me into new fandoms.
Lmao like legit, I'm a biromantic ace and my gf is a panromantic ace
Y’all be like “pansexuals are biphobic for existing” and “bisexuals are panphobic for existing” honey in the real world we make out with each other
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When you're writing and you suddenly realize you don't know what happens next
I also haven't really posted anything Lupin related I don't think? I know I reposted a bit of stuff, but I don't have it in my fandom list cause I'm still pretty new(that and The Quarry and Stardew Valley have consumed my soul so hyper fixation on those atm lmao)
Do you even ship for Lupin Characters? Even the first Characters?
Wym?
Like, ship as in ship them together? Cause nah, not really, I find a few characters attractive but I'm not super deep into the fandom atm
And if you meant simp, yes the detective (I can't remember how to spell his name) and Gerald, tho in a 'i hate him so much but also I wanna kiss his handsome face and I hate it's way lolol but I def don't knock anyone who likes him, his an interesting character and serves a really great parallel to Lupin!
First attempt at animating, rn just focusing on lip-syncing lol https://www.instagram.com/p/B4GZ4YFDsUr/?igshid=p7695rzshu53
Honestly, it's all situational. If you have started PM the author and growing an acquaintance(or they are even your friend) with said author then just going offline and not talking(ghosting- which is not just used as a term for friendships/romantic relationships.) The author might worry about you and your health, etc. Personally, I'd just message and let them know that something in the fic didn't sit right with you and that you don't think your gonna continue reading it, etc.
If you have an acquaintance with the author you should end the communication in a mature and civil manner. Even if that is over a fanfiction taking a turn you didn't like.
Personally, as a fanfic writer myself(and avid reader) I don't mind if someone tells me my fic isn't their cup of tea. I know the things I write aren't for everyone and that's totally chill. My only problem is when said reader is getting mean and trying to tell me how to write my fanfic. I trust my readers to stop reading when things get uncomfortable for them. Plus some advice, always re-read the tags when a new chapter is updated! Authors should always add tags when the theme of the story has changed and so you should be given a clear idea of how the fic is going to be before reading it. This is just to keep you safe, as I tag my fics appropriately and except my readers to read them. If you feel the fic was under tagged, either you approach the author in PMs or comment on the fic, or ask a friend to comment for you if your scares/nervous. Most authors aren't going to be upset with you or mean if you critic their tagging/writing choice unless you yourself are being mean.
Also, as readers, who I'm assuming want more content that you like reading, need to interact in some fashion with the content you are reading. Sometimes, like on Tumblr, likes aren't enough to get more of the content you love. I'm not saying you have to comment every time you read a fic, but if you can(and the content your reading would be enjoyed by a friend or would fit in with the content on your blog) please share it. I understand that a lot of us don't like commenting on things or sharing them, but sometimes that's why fandoms die- because we don't push ourselves out of our comfort zones to send a short little comment saying, "I love this!" Or even just hitting that reblog/share button.
Thank you for coming to my TedTalk *dips out*
Is there a nice way to nope or of a fic that you started to really like, but then it took a turn down a path you don't care to venture? I don't want to hurt the writers feelings by saying anything, but I also feel like just suddenly being MIA and no longer reading/commenting is mean in itself???
If you’re friends with the author, then I think you could explain yourself via private message here on tumblr or discord or wherever else you chat with them. Most people in fandom get it when something just doesn’t work for you, and we know that it doesn’t mean you’re noping out of us as a person, just out of that one story. There probably won’t be any hard feelings there.
If you’re a reader who has commented but otherwise doesn’t know the author, it might be better to ghost.
Leaving that kind of thing in a comment is sort of awkward because everyone else can see it. Noping out quietly might make the author wonder where you are, but everyone gets busy sometimes and people leave fandoms and sometimes you don’t notice a subscription email.
That’s what I prefer when it comes to my fics, at least. What about the rest of you?
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