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largeplateofstromboli · 8 months
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Frankenstein and his monster
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darkenedreaper · 3 months
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Pairing: Ellen Ripley (Aliens) x Fem!Reader
Warnings: Slight angst
A/N: Slight sad angst, let me know if you want more story to this
Summary: When you return with Newt, how will Ripley react when she sees her old lover.
Distant Lovers
You and Ripley had gone through all sorts or stages in a relationship, although you never really officially disclosed to one another what you were exactly. You were in a relationship, but it was never confirmed by yourself or Ripley, you both just went along with it because you were happy in each others company, happy in each others arms at night, happy in each others steamy embraces, and happy in the company of one another on a romantic level. You and Ellen had both gone through the first attack of the Xenomorph on the Nostromo, and you pushed through the aftereffects. You stayed as a team, and grew close on the Nostromo. It could be said the Nostromo is where your ‘relationship’ started. You stayed together on the ship back to Earth… that was until you were approached by Burke and asked to go to LV 426, as all of the colonies had gone down. You and Ripley promised one another you wouldn’t go, but it wasn’t until you were awoken by her as she had a nightmare, you both called Burke saying you’d join, to do one thing and one thing only; wipe the fuckers out. It was going as good as it could’ve done until you were separated. Ripley was pulled off to join the Marines, give them a talk, and meet the crew. You were pulled off to command a higher unit of the Marine Corps. When you and Ripley, and the two teams met up tensions were high. You caught on to a man named Hicks making eyes at Ripley, not to mention that both the Marine squads were squaring up to one another. As you, Ripley, Hicks, Hudson, Vasquez, Newt, and the other surviving Marines were welded into an office on LV 426, tensions grew higher, even between you and Ripley. You got into small irrelevant arguments, you bickered, and you seemed to grow apart for the time you were in there. It didn’t help that Hudson was panicking and Vasquez and Drake were shouting at him. Hicks and Ripley had gotten closer. For the time spent on the plant you isolated yourself away from Ripley, she was hurting you by spending precious time with Hicks. She spent a lot of time with Newt but that was alright, Newt was a scared little girl who saw Ripley as a mother. You were hurting because she had shut you out, turned to someone else for reassurance and care. You didn’t want to spend time with her, so any time that was spent together it was filed with bitter arguments. Some of those arguments got nasty and personal. It left a hatred between you and Ripley, maybe it was because of the situation and the people around you. Most of the arguments and insults you know were taken too far, but you were both stubborn and fought fire with fire. You and Ripley didn’t speak, you didn’t sit in the same room as one another, you didn’t fight side by side; and it felt like she had abandoned you, abandoned you for a potential family life with Hicks and Newt… or so you thought.
After the events of the Queen Xenomorph and her offspring were annihilated during the explosion of LV 426, more problems rose. There wasn’t enough room on the ship back to Earth for you and Newt, there was only a shuttle available. Ripley had actually spoke to you for the first time and begged you to take her place on the ship while she went with Newt. Part of you thought she was pleading for your space in the shuttle to protect the girl should anything happen, but the stubborn part of you knew she was pleading for your space to protect you. Although you and Ripley didn’t speak for a long time, she still showed she cared for you. She’d save you a seat in the office area whether you took it or not, she’d leave a cup of coffee where you were sitting, she’d secretly check your guns were loaded and you have enough ammunition, she’d check you had your helmet, armour, and even torch. She’d glance at you from across the room trying to read you, trying to tune in to what you were thinking about. She wanted to know if you were thinking about her, about the Nostromo, about the Xenomorph, perhaps you weren’t thinking about anything at all. But she wanted you to hold her and you tell her your thoughts, just like you used to, to calm her on the nights she woke up after a night terror.
So you assured Ripley that you protect Newt, that you wouldn’t let anything happen to her, and that you would both return safe. Newt clung on to Ripley when they were parting but the girl knew she would be safe with you. You gave Ripley a last look, she did the same. You both seemed stuck in place, you both wanted to hug, kiss, hold even shake hands at this point. But you wouldn’t move. So you have her a wink with a small smile and took the girls hand heading to the shuttle. Rather than heading straight to the ship, Ripley held back until she couldn’t see you both anymore.
Both the Marine ship and your shuttle were travelling directly back down to Earth for the first time in years, everyone would be in hyper sleep and the Marine ship was the first to arrive. The company had set up a large private housing estate for the Marines, yourself, Ripley and Newt to settle down into for the time being, and to settle in back down on Earth. You and Ripley had seen the house you’d been assigned to, it was the house at the bottom of a straight walk-down street. It was a beautiful house with steps leading up to it sat in the middle of a row of houses leading down to it, it had big front double doors, and bushes on the sides, it was a home to go to.
You and Newt had woken up from hyper-sleep to find you had a matter of hours left before you grounded to Earth. You had made contact with Ellen’s ship but only to find out that it had grounded 4 weeks before you have. The company had told you that Ellen had settled into the house, she was eagerly waiting for your arrival, but she was scared. She didn’t want a phone call that told her you and Newt didn’t make it, or something happened to the both of you. You tried to make contact with Ripley but that didn’t work as you still hadn’t grounded. You had about an hour left before you grounded and the same events with the first Xenomorph in the shuttle had happened with you and Newt. The monster was hiding in the vents, it had tucked itself in. You hid Newt in the uniform closet with her plastic doll. You didn’t try and flush the thing out, as it would most likely end up on earth. As it appeared to be sleeping in the vents you had snuck around it to push the alarm on the shuttle, which alerted the coma only lives were in danger… and it wasn’t long before Ellen caught wind of it. The alarms went off, the lights were flashing, the alarm was sounding, and it woke. You did the best you could to try and fight it with a pipe you’d found, without being burnt alive by it’s acid. Newt had started screaming from the uniform closet, making the aliens target; Newt. As the alarm had been set off, the shuttle was put into an automatic descent, making you, Newt, and the Xenomorph head straight for Earth at a rapid pace. By now, you had been thrown over all sorts of controls and buttons, you tried to light its tail on fire. You managed to stick a police through its arms jamming it into the vents as you got Newt strapped into a chair to brace her for impact, and the alien was frantic as it had practically ripped its own arm off to get you. You had managed to light its leg on fire, eventually the rest of its body catching on fire. As you made out the buildings from your rapid descent, you hugged Newt, protecting her from the incoming impact, and you prayed that the alien would die, burning alive before the oxygen tanks blew.
As the shuttle smashed into the ground, the backend of the shuttle had blown up, seemingly the oxygen tanks did catch on fire. You figured you were unconscious for a few minutes, but as soon as you woke you looked around for the threat, seeing as some of the shuttle had melted and had acid dripping from it you took the hint it had blown up. You quickly unstrapped a groggy Newt and made your way out of the wreck of the shuttle. As you got out there were people, lots of people standing around you. There were crowds. The sunlight hurt your eyes, and you shielded Newts. You and Newt had dust and dirt and ash all over you. You were bleeding from your eyebrow, lip and nose from the crash and the attack of the alien, that was why as you walked away from the crowd people were shouting if you needed help and who you were. After picking Newt up and carrying her bridal style, you made your way to the private estate which you had memorised the directions to. Newt only had a small nosebleed, and dirt all over her, but she was tucked into your neck. It was a short walk, and early morning, so you had hoped to have dodged the news vans and reporters.
It wasn’t long before a Marine caught whiff of the breaking news on the tv channel which he had just figured out how to use. All the Marines had gathered in Ripleys home, where they all anxiously waited for your arrival. Ripley stared in shock at the screen, she stared in shock at the mess and state of the shuttle crash. She tried to search for you on the news, wondering if the camera would pan to 2 survivors… but it didn’t. So she waited and waited, looking outside the porch windows, holding tears back.
As you turned the corner to start walking down the straight run to your new home you could vividly make out at the bottom of the private estate, you mind went blank for a while. But you knew you’d see Ripley, and thinking about Ripley made you question. Did you she miss you? Did she want to start things up again? Did she want to get married? Should you ask her? Should you leave her? Should you question her and Hicks? Should you be living with her? Your mind stopped asking questions when you got closer and closer to the house you made out that Ripley was waiting at the double doors, you saw her breath in the class, rapidly breathing, she had saw you. She saw a limping figure carrying a smaller figure, covered in dirt, and ash. She saw from her doors you were bleeding and you were hurt. As you continued to walk, Newt popped her head up, seeing Ripley open both double doors. You saw Ripley walk down the steps and you felt Newt wriggling to leave your arms, you stopped walking and gently put her down. You stood still and stood in your place watching as Newt cried out “Mom”, running to Ripley as Ripley did the same, running to her little girl. They met halfway in the street, but they were so far away from you. You held back, wondering if you were welcome. But you watched your two favourite girls hug and sob at their reunion. As Ripley out Newt down she turned to you, still with a tight hold on Newt. She looked at you and took in your appearance, she saw you were weak, hurting, tired, but she saw a look in your eyes that mirrored how she felt. She wants to run to you and she wants you ti pick her up in your arms and hold her, she doesn’t want you to ever leave her again. Although you could barely hear her, she said “thank you”. You stood in place, like the soldier you were. You were going to move forward… but Hicks running to the front door, looking down at Ripley and Newt caught your eye. Your heart dropped, why was he in your house? Did he not see who brought Newt home? How long had he been in yours and Ripleys house? Did she spend nights with him? Did she rest in his arms.. his in hers? And so you gave a tired smile to Ripley, dropped your head down, turned around, and made your way away from them. Made your way to where?… you didn’t know.
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pantheonofcoffee · 7 months
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No One Will Save You is just *chef's kiss*
I should preface this with I'm not a "horror" fan in the traditional sense. Not a fan of cheap jump scares or boring "suspense" that drags on until the roosters crow. What I DO like is satirical horror, a side helping of horror, or just plain old horror but with a couple of good twists.
No One Will Save You starts traditionally... it does not stay that way. It's intriguing and moves in such a way that I felt invigorated by the main character in what, honestly, felt really refreshing to experience.
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kitschykitschykoo · 5 months
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Everyone needs a hug...
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cybersoldier82 · 2 years
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I can’t be the only one hyped for this
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ant1m0ny · 2 years
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Alien: Resurrection Spoilers
Is there a fic where instead of Ripley's kind of alien son being sucked into the vacuum of space instead Ripley just like adopts him and he doesn't kill anyone?? Does that exist? Because honestly that ending made me kinda sad because I thought it would be like idk a weird yeah he's a mutant human alien thing but he's also a little boi
So can anyone tell me if a fic like that exists? Thanks
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dizzygulp · 5 days
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The Hottest Thing in the Universe .
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conjcosby · 6 months
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Scaredate: 202310.20 ▫ 30 years has passed since Ripley has seen them but now they have been found once again. 😈🙏 @alienanthology #sigourneyweaver #ellenripley #ripley #ripley8 #xenomorph #xenomorphs #alien #aliens #alien3 #alienresurrection #alienmovie #alienfilm #alienmovies #alienfilms #alienfan #alienfans #alienfanart #alienfandom #alienfamily #fan #art #friday #fridays #fanart #fan_art #fanartfriday #fanart_friday #fanartfridays #fanart_fridays
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bixels · 2 months
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I watched Starship Troopers tonight.
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darkenedreaper · 10 months
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Pairing: Ellen Ripley x Fem!Reader
Warnings: Fluff
Summary: When you're sick, she's always there to comfort you
I'll Take Care Of You
It was dinner time in the Sulaco. You, Ripley, a repaired and new model of Bishop, Newt and Gorman were sat at the same table after picking your food up from the makeshift canteen. Some of the Marines were still in medical, still healing from being in the heart of the Xenomorphs nest on LV-426.
Vasquez, Hudson, Drake and Ferro were all finishing up their meals while playing with a deck of cards. Frost had just come back from taking food to the Marines that were conscious in MedBay. Newt was sat close and huddled up to Ripley while eating her meal in small bites. Ripley was finishing off the rest of her meal and was engaged in conversation with Bishop, listening to him talking about a new line of 'Artificial Persons' that were due to come out. Gorman, sat with a bandage still around his head, sat quietly in front to you, meal finished and drink gone. You were sat in front of Ripley, Newt, and Gorman beside you was Bishop who occasionally turned his head, making sure to include you in the conversation.
However, you were sat with your head down, staring at your food, humming now and then when Bishop said something interesting. You were really playing with your food rather than eating it. You rested your head on your balled up fist and started to daydream, only being interrupted when Hudson or Vasquez yelled for winning or accusing each other of cheating at cards. You really weren't feeling well. Your head was burning up, the thumping headache made it difficult for you to concentrate, and your aching and cold bones were begging you to go to sleep anywhere; the table, the chair, even the floor.
Ripley noticed you weren't yourself. Even Newt noticed it when she sat down opposite you. Ripley saw you pushing your food around, letting it go cold. Of course, she was still listening to Bishop but by the time she saw you sneezing she knew you were coming down with something. You sneezed a few more times causing the marines to place bets on how many more times you'd sneeze. Newt jumped off of Ripley's lap and ran round the table to hand you her own napkin, she even lifted her arm up and wiped your nose for you. You gave a small laugh and bent down slightly whilst sitting down to kiss her cheek, thanking her; "Here you go, Y/N I'll do it", "Thank you honey".
Ripley felt her heart skip when she watched the sweet interaction between the love of her life and the little girl who now calls her 'Mommy'. When Newt reached Ripleys side again, she kept a close eye on you. But her watching was cut short when you excused yourself, interrupting Bishops story, "Hey, sorry but I'm gonna get ready for bed. Been a long day", you only looked at Ripley and Newt when you spoke, wanting Ripley to catch on to your apparent illness. Gorman and Bishop said their polite goodnights to you and you walked over to Ripley, bending down to kiss her cheek, "Don't be long down here, it's getting late", "Alright honey", she replied, indulging in your kiss, even if it did last for one second. Newt tugged on your shirt, not wanting you to forget about her so you bent down to kiss her forehead and said, "I'll see you before bed". "Affirmative", she replied. As you walked out of the canteen area the Marines all gave you a hearty goodnight, even getting up to do handshakes with them all that you came up with.
If you were told it took you hours just to change from your uniform into your sleepwear, you'd believe it. You slowly placed yourself onto yours and Ripleys shared bed and crawled to get under the covers. You left a dim light on and the door to the bedroom open slightly. With a blocked nose, blocked ears and a banging head, it wasn't long before you heard Newts giggles from outside your mini apartment of the ship. Newt had the small spare bedroom in yours and Ripleys apartment. Earlier when you arrived in the apartment you fed Jonesy who was now curled up on the pillow beside you. Ripleys gentle hushes to Newt could be heard right outside the door. All of a sudden you felt gentle pokes on your cheek and it was the small blonde haired girl wishing you a sweet goodnight and a kiss from her new teddy-bear Ripley found her. When you smiled sleepily at the girl you heard Ripleys quiet laugh as she ushered Newt into her own room to get her ready for bed.
You felt sorry for yourself, lying curled up in a ball, sniffing every 10 seconds, breathing with your mouth open, making your dry and sore throat worse. All you wanted was Ellen next to you. Your wishes were heard when you felt familiar fingers brushing away a few sweaty hairs that covered your face, "Y/n, sit up for me and take these, they'll help you". She spoke in a tone gentle enough to soothe your headache. Doing as you were ordered you tool the tablets she offered you with a long sip of water from a straw. She let you rest your head back down to the pillow before rushing herself to get changed and get to her lover.
She stood at the bathroom door watching as you wriggled a little, she knew you were waiting for her. She quietly walked over to you, now in her sleepwear. "Poor baby", she spoke crawling on to the bed and rubbing a soft hand over your back soothing any aches. She settled down next to you and it didn't take you long before you turned yourself over and let her welcoming arms embrace you. Your head was resting on her chest, one of your arms tucked into yourself and the other laying on her hip. Her strong arms were wrapped around your back, and she had a hand in your hair, stroking it, no matter how damp it was. As she stroked your hair her other hand ran up and down your back and her lips landed on your forehead. You sighed deeply, finally getting to sleep in her arms but before you slept you told her, "I really don't deserve you", she quickly but softly replied, "You deserve the world, and I love you. Very very much". Tucked into her you muffled a response, "I love you more, and thank you, I feel a little better already". You felt her lips that rested on your forehead curl into a smile as you told her you loved her. She told you, "You'll feel worse in the morning. Now sleep, I'll be right here when you wake up. I'll take care of you.
Indeed the next morning, you woke up feeling 10 times as worse. But as always, she kept her promise, She was there. Every second, every minute, every hour and day she was there. As soon as you recovered it was your turn to look after both girls after them catching your cold and getting sick. It didn't matter, because you loved them.
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ozhigwan · 8 months
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Alien (1979)
This one’s for you, Mike and Brent. Another batch of fan made posters for this sci-fi masterpiece.
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pnw-steet-art · 8 months
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Sigourney Weaver / production still from Ridley Scott’s Alien (1979)
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Lilo & Stitch 2002, dir. Chris Sanders, Dean DeBlois
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