#males are predators

[pussyistheforbiddenfruit]

I wonder how long men have to rape, abuse, kill, beat, hurt, terrorize, enslave, harm, torture, suffocate, mock, insult, traumatize, torment, mistreat, molest, overburden, mutilate, oppress, ill-treat, objectify, sexualize and degrade women until they finally wake up the fuck up about male nature.

#blackpill feminism #pinkpill feminism #radical feminism #female separatism #female socialization #male nature #males are predators #men are superior #men are the problem

[bomertheshark]

Touching

Predator x male reader

Short

The Yautja were a proud species everything about them had to be perfect in a manner of speaking. Including their mates. They were held to the highest of standards. You had somehow become the mate of a Yautja and lived with him on his ship for many months.

You had gone through the ritual and had been accepted into his tribe, of course the Yautja didn’t really care and would’ve stayed with you anyways but it was a plus. It just guaranteed that neither would be hunted and killed, you know pretty important.

Anyways you loved each other very much and were very intimate. Just like now he couldn’t stop moving even though he was so tired, his hips kept moving, chasing your hand as you would move it down and stroke his shaft and then move it out of reach. With each thrust of his hips he would slam down back onto your cock. All of it was to much and yet not enough, he needed your hand but couldn’t take your large member in him.

This was also the problem that you first encountered in your relationship, he really didn’t understand what he was getting into, there was no way in hell you bottoming for him and he really didn’t want to either, with a quick agreement as to whoever was bigger would top the Yautja was confident he would win, obviously this was not the case.

Which led to moments where he would be whiny with his ego being hurt about bottoming, but more than that every time you guys did it he felt like you got bigger or that it was like the first time. But once you got into it nothing would be enough to satisfy him, everything you did would only make him want more.

Which led to moments where you were exhausted and he was ready for the nth round of that night, which was actually morning now. But all of this to really say that you loved each other and lived for each others touch and spending time together.

You never expected that the warrior that came to earth to kill the species would end up being the one underneath you yearning for your touch. Kind of funny right?

This was just something I thought of and really liked!

#bomertheshark #top male reader #dom male reader #x male reader #seme male reader #male reader #bottom character #predator x top male reader #predator x male reader #predator #yautja #yautja x male reader #Yautja x top male reader #gay

[aresthelostboy]

Yautja X Male!Scientist!Reader

[I’m using Wolf as the Yautja and this doesn’t follow the story in any way. If any facts are wrong, ignore it because I last watched the predator films at least three years ago. Can be read as GN!Reader.]

Summary: When the group of Yautja boarded your crews ship amongst the many stars of Galactica Primara, it was intended as a visit of a coming assistance. Gathered in the mess hall, partially converted for your human captain to present to the Yautja, he speaks of testing new subjects. They’re interested, so you get a visit, though you aren’t too worried. That is, until you realise just how attracted to one in particular you are…

You sigh, eyes closing for a moment as bitter disappointment sighs on you. The movements on the slide to the microscopes had slowly stopped and you find yourself reaching for the tape recorder once more. The rubber gloves squeaking against its plastic, you speak close to the microphone, an edge to your voice that follows a wasted sample.

“Test subject B57: Failed. Presumable death over the temperature and humidity. Resuming tests at 0800 hours on Friday 13, April, 2029. This is (y/n) signing out.”

You place the recorder down and, grabbing each edge of the gloves, you strip them from your skin and place them in the nearly overflowing bin beside you. Taking a few minutes to discard of the sample and disinfect everything, you look at your work station, slightly less annoyed now that it’s clean and tidy.

A loud beep sounds out, making you jump for a moment before you realise that it’s your personal communication cell that’s alerting you to an incoming message. Soon enough, the face of your second in command appears, as stern as ever. A grin tugs at your face, always tempted to rile up the easily angered man. It’s just too funny. Yet, today, he seems in brighter spirits so you wait to hear what he has to tell you.

“Ah Dr. (L/n)… finally. The message to the Yautja tribe was successful and their ship is inbound, ETA 3 minutes.”

You can’t help the genuine smile that pulls at your lips, knowing that it was a long-awaited meeting that had every higher up in floods of excitement.

“Congrats. If you need anything, you know I’ll be here. I’d rather stay out of the way and let you all deal with this,”

You gesture vaguely.

“and I’ll start a few other tests. B57 was a failure so I’ll be moving to C14 and going back to B tomorrow.”

All he does is nod before someone seems to shout him, his head snapping in the other direction before giving you a quick nod. Before you know it, the comms have been severed and you are left alone once more. Shrugging, it’s soon realised that the alien tribe must have arrived and you understand that they’re much more important than a time-wasting conversation.

Removing another pair of gloves from the packet, you put them on and ready up a new sample of an unknown organism, readying your scalpels and tweezers in order to soon pick apart the cell matter and individually study it. Placing the microphone of your recorder up to your mouth, you press at the button on the side. “Subject C14 test begins. Friday 12, April 2029. Time is currently 5:46pm.”

You don’t know how long has passed, only that the number of unseen messages from your commander on your comms has grown over the time. Only once the new source of matter has failed, as you had expected, you find yourself looking through the ignored remarks.

‘They want to look through your lab, is that alright?’ 5:59pm

‘Hello?’ 6:12pm

‘Y/n, they’re curious about the tests you do. Please?’ 6:17pm

Wincing while you read them, you deftly remove your gloves and shoot a response back hoping that, over the course of 39 minutes, you hadn’t majorly screwed up.

‘Should’ve called, was busy with tests. You can come by now if you’d like?’

Deciding to wait for the response, you don’t receive one, even after you’ve seen that he had read it. Once this is noticed, your heart rate increases, realising that speaking to your superior in such a way may not be the smartest idea. That is, until, there’s a knock at your door.

(A steel door that was only provided after you threw a fit about having dangerous subjects in an easily contaminated space. The crew didn’t care about the tests or the safety, they just wanted you to leave them alone so you finally got what you wanted.)

After checking yourself over, smoothing down your lab coat and making sure your hair wasn’t askew, your hand finds the automated doorway and it opens.

For all of your mind, the wish that you could’ve hid your reaction is high. Seeing a Yautja in a dark grey mask shouldn’t affect you in such a way, and you definitely shouldn’t be thinking what you are… The way your eyes widen slightly, not from fear but from curiosity and the way your breath catches in your throat, something they could definitely hear… it makes you flush slightly. Taking a breath, you look at your commander, nodding slightly before turning to the Yautja. Dark grey mask watches you with a tilted head and once it notices your gaze on it, his head snaps to look in the other direction.

Never had you believed an alien race to show such a predominantly human trait as embarrassment. It’s almost… cute? Shaking your head, you rid yourself of the thoughts and focus on the three in front of you.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you. I assume you have translators?”

The largest one nods, it’s mask a light, titanium coloured grey and you smile slightly, hovering in the doorway. There’s one beside him, looking away and down, his posture slanted as if not wanting to be notice, this one’s mask is a darker grey. The others mask is black. These men… these creatures, surely they know basic rules of a lab. You sigh, shaking your head and addressing each one in turn.

“Please, don’t touch anything. And if your curious, ask. I’m Y/n, by the way.”

Flashing a smile at the unknown aliens seems out of place but you do so anyway, stepping back and allowing them into your space. One of them stops at the doorway, a darker grey mask on, watching you with great interest. A few clicks and trills catch your attention but, as the others don’t react, you don’t either. You watch back, curious as to who will break the eye contact first. He - would it be right to call it a he? - tilts his head slightly before stepping into the lab, following the others. It takes you a moment to notice your commander left but, oddly enough, you felt safe with the Yautja group. A few sharp clicks grab your attention and you turn to the light grey masked one, wondering about it’s attention grabbing sounds.

“This?”

A raspy and distorted voice comes from the mask, the creature pointing at one of your experiments. You can’t help the appreciation that paints your face as you step over, closer than most humans would feel comfortable, and begin explaining the intricacies. Throughout your speech, you feel eyes on you and, as you are seeing two of them looking at your experiments, there’s only one left to be doing so. Without breaking sentence, you turn to look at him and grin as you see him whip his head away in a tense, feigned interest in a sheet of paper… a blank sheet of paper. A slight laugh escapes you, only for him to look back, shoulders visibly dropping into relaxation. A quick smile is flashed his way and, believing you could trust the Yautja, you turn your back to continue your explanation.

You’d barely finished explaining what each component did, the two Yautja painfully invested in your words, when a quiet screech echoes through the metal room. The three of you turn to the last of their group, a hand in front of their greyed mask and a light green blood like substance sliding from their finger. Your frown, walking over quickly and finding he had touched one of the alien blades you had been studying earlier. “Are you alright?”

You can’t disguise the concern in your voice as you walk over, hesitating to touch him. Though, when he doesn’t pull away, you gently take his hand and inspect the wound. Hearing a few clicks and trills no longer bothers you, understanding it’s the same as humans humming or making basic noise. You look up at him, noticing that he hadn’t followed your one rule and has touched something. Shaking your head, the Yautja stills, watching you with interest.

“Silly Yautja.”

Though the words are said with amusement, there’s an underlying tone of worry and care. It makes the yautjas stare and stand as if petrified by Medusa herself. You continue to mutter to yourself, finding a bandage and wrapping up the bleeding cut. He tilts his head as you do so and when your ministration have been completed, he flexes his hand, only to look at you with a deep interest.

“Wolf.”

The deep growl comes from the one in front of you and you can easily tell what he had said. Though in the context it confused you.

“Sorry?”

It gestures to itself, repeating the word. After a moment you nod, smiling softly.

“Wolf? That’s your name?”

He nods, hesitating for a mere moment before tapping his bandage then on your chest, where your heart should be. It was easy enough to guess what he had meant, knowing that the courtesy of thanks had been passed throughout the galaxy. Smiling at him, you nod, tapping your own chest then his in turn. This seems to make him rumble quietly, an appreciative sound that vibrates through your bones as you touch his skin gently.

A quiet hum comes from behind and you jump, realising that you had enacted such an intimate (to their species, at least) moment in front of his clan mates. A light flush takes over your face as you pull away but Wolf lightly places his hands over yours, keeping you skin to skin with him. You bow your head slightly, aware that in may alien species, it was a sign of respect. It seems to be accurate as he gives another quiet rumble.

You find yourself wanting to hear that more and you stop yourself in your tracks. How could you fall for an alien race? It just wasn’t normal and shouldn’t happen… but he is cute. And you just know that behind the mask, he’ll still be better than the humans on this ship.

“Y/n.”

At the direct address, your head snaps up and you pull away from Wolf, much to the Yautjas displeasure. Your captain stands in the doorway, a slightly confused expression present yet he seems to shrug it off quickly.

“Whatever. The others say it’s time to leave and they are gathering in the common. So say goodbye to your… acquaintances.”

He watches you for a moment more and walks off, shaking his head with an amused chuckle. Turning away, you look back to the three Yautja and smile.

“I’ll walk you back?”

All eyes are on Wolf as he nods and clicks quietly, head tilted. The other two lead ahead and you walk with him, watching as he barely makes a sound, the hunter genes shining through. It interests you and, as your gaze becomes more focused, his body becomes more tense.

“You’re beautiful.”

You speak as if reading off facts from a list, stating it in such an obvious way that his mind stutterers for a second, causing his head to snap to your gaze in such a way that you don’t need to see him to wonder what he’s thinking.

“I mean, I love your mask and I can’t help but wonder what’s behind it. I bet you look cool. And your skin is gorgeous, like a snake, not to mention these claws!”

Your hand is in his, bringing them both up so you can trace a gentle finger across each of his sharp talons. He doesn’t pull away, relishing in the contact of such soft, warm skin and in such an innocently romantic way. Your eyes meet the ones of his mask and they shine, a bright smile filling your face.

“I hope we can communicate soon. Perhaps you all wish to come back and look around some more?”

The two of you are stood in the lobby, the other Yautja waiting by the ships entrance for him with a few warning growls and clicks following. Wolf nods, tapping his heart with his free hand and then tapping over yours. Though you don’t speak in such a language, you understand the meaning well enough, given the context. As you,let go of him, a sad smile paints your face.

“I hope you all return safely. We will welcome you back soon. Goodbye.”

The doors shut and you hold onto the fact he looked at you till the very last moment, you hold it with all your heart.

When you get back to your lab, you begin to tidy away the papers and left over rubbish that you had forgotten to put away only for something to catch your eye. Something that hadn’t been there before. Something as a… gift?

A pristine, off-white skull of a seemingly alien creature had been positioned carefully on the side of your desk and you find yourself smiling as you realise that was where Wolf had been stood. Though you had never been in contact with the race before, the message of such a gift was clear enough and you find yourself awaiting the next visit.

As for the skull, you place it on your emptied ledge over your desk. After all, there had to be plenty of space for the rest of the courting gifts, right?

#Predator #predator x reader #yautja x reader #yautja x male reader #yautja x human #predator x human #predator x male reader #x male reader #reader #male reader #x reader

[avaleigh16]

You stood in the lush jungle, the humidity clinging to your skin as you scanned your surroundings. You had come to this remote planet as a wildlife biologist, studying the exotic flora and fauna that called this place home.

But little did you know, you weren't alone.

Suddenly, a figure emerged from the shadows, its towering form sending a shiver down your spine. It was a Yautja, a fearsome warrior known for its skill in hunting and prowess in combat.

You instinctively reached for the tranquilizer gun at your side, but to your surprise, the Yautja raised its hands in a gesture of peace. It spoke in a deep, guttural voice, its words guttural and unfamiliar.

You cautiously approached the Yautja, curiosity and fascination replacing your fear. You couldn't help but be drawn to this mysterious creature, its sharp features and powerful physique captivating you.

As you spent more time together, a bond began to form between you and the Yautja. Despite the language barrier, you found ways to communicate through gestures and actions, building a connection that transcended words.

You shared your knowledge of the jungle with the Yautja, guiding them through the dense foliage and showing them the beauty of the world around them. And in return, the Yautja showed you their own unique skills and abilities, teaching you the ways of their ancient warrior culture.

As the days passed, your bond grew stronger, fueled by mutual respect and understanding. You found yourself drawn to this enigmatic being, feeling a deep connection that went beyond mere friendship.

And before you knew it, your feelings had blossomed into something more, a love that transcended species and worlds. You had found your match in the Yautja, a partner who understood you like no one else ever had.

Together, you roamed the jungle as equals, a formidable duo that struck fear into the hearts of any who dared to challenge you. And as you looked up at the stars above, you knew that your love for the Yautja would endure for eternity, a bond that could never be broken.

#female reader #male yautja #predator #yautja #yautja love #yautja x reader #aliens #aliens vs predator

[monnowo]

COMMISSION!!! My actual first yautja commission and is for @himbo-in-limbo !!! Is just one pose, not finished yet…but I really love him!!

#oc art #yautja #yautja boyfriend #yautja oc #male yautja #predator series #predator x reader #predator #alien vs predator #predator x human #predator oc #predators #prey 2022 #monster #monsterfucktoberbingo #not my oc

[yanderes-galore]

I've noticed not many show some love to Yautja sooo may I request Yautja with a human darling concept? (⁠ ⁠╹⁠▽⁠╹⁠ ⁠)

Of course! I defaulted to a Male Yautja because those are the more common ones :) Hope you enjoy! First time properly writing one. I picked no specific Yautja for this too.

Yandere! Male! Yautja with Human! Darling

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Human/Alien pairing, Obsession, Stalking, Talks of mates, Kidnapping, Manipulation, Violence/Murder mention, Possessive behavior, Forced relationship, Biting mention.

Yautja can be considered a violent species due to this culture of hunting for sport.

However, Yautja have a code they follow.

They only hunt prey they deem as strong, basically armed prey.

Yautja explore the galaxy to find new prey once they prove themselves as proper hunters.

It's said Yautja can only stay on Earth for about a week before having to leave their hunt.

If a Yautja did decide to choose a human mate, they would choose one during that week.

I have a feeling that human/Yautja pairing isn't very popular in their culture.

Sure, a companionship between the two has been seen, but I am unsure about mates.

This story would be a male Yautja coming to Earth for a hunt.

Then he finds you by accident and decides he should take you in.

A Yautja would have a higher chance of picking a mate who can hold their own or helped the Yautja in some way.

Although the idea of a Yautja just finding a human they like by coincidence is also an interesting idea.

Yautja prefer to stay out of sight.

Which would mean they'd be yanderes who stalk their obsession most of their hunting week.

Once this Yautja picks out their chosen mate, he splits up his week.

Part of his week he spends hunting other humans, the other half he spends watching his mate to decide if you really are the right choice.

If you helped this Yautja with his injuries somehow then he slips away and spares you, but never quite leaves you be.

Splitting his time would work for the Yautja.

He can move up in the ranks as a Yautja hunter and he can take a secret human mate for himself.

I imagine the Yautja would have to keep his obsession a secret from his planet for a long time.

It's not very traditional of him to choose prey as a mate.

You most likely won't "get to know" your Yautja yandere until he kidnaps you.

Most of the time after he successfully collects the trophies of his hunt, he'll wind down by watching you.

He didn't see humans as very appealing until you came across his gaze.

Yautja watch their darlings for a long time, regardless of their type.

He'll watch you from a distance by using his tech.

He'll track you moving in your home with a thermal scan and watch you through your windows.

If he finds other humans with you then he takes note of them.

Unless they challenge him he can't kill them.

For example, if you had a human mate (Boyfriend/Girlfriend/any romantic partners), he'd only hunt them if he felt they were challenging him.

He wants to be your only mate after all.

That is, unless, your Yautja is a bad blood.

Then murder of anyone is appealing to him.

Your Yautja assumes any sort of mate you have is challenging him when they try to fight him.

Unarmed combat and he'll still not hurt them, then there's if they pick up a knife...

After that he feels this is a fine kill that does not break his code.

After he deems his time is up on this planet, your Yautja will reveal himself and drag you kicking and screaming back to his ship.

Most of your Yautja's obsession is studying your patterns and stalking.

The other part is taking you in and having you adapt.

He most likely found a way to give you a part of his ship acclimated to your environment as a human.

That or find a way to make a breathing apparatus for you.

This is because he breathes more nitrogen than oxygen compared to humans.

You'll have your own little part of the ship while he works on a way to translate your languages.

Yautja may have a brutal culture but are quite intelligent.

He understands you'll be scared when he takes you in at first, but hopefully you will be fine once he figures out a way to speak with you.

Once he does establish a way to communicate, he asks you questions and allows you to ask your own.

After all... if you are meant to be mates, you will need to learn about each other.

There's no doubt he'll be judged by his Elders if he brought you back right away.

That's why your home primarily becomes his ship until he can find another way.

Having a Yautja "boyfriend" has a huge amount of culture shock.

He proudly shows you the skulls and trophies of his kills.

He shows you Xenomorph skulls and human skulls.

All of which make you uneasy.

I feel affection won't be common until much later in your "relationship".

Your Yautja will wait until you are calmer and more susceptible to him before moving closer.

Then he'll experiment with physical affection, dragging his claws down your skin and clicking towards you.

There's no doubt he enjoys the size difference between you, often trying to hold you as he works with his ship.

In fact, he may even bite you to claim you.

You're told to stay put during hunts but he'll bring you back food, it's all mostly meat since he's used to it.

Raw meat so... you get sick frequently.

He tries to pay attention to what you need to survive.

Yautja are close with the human species so he most likely knows but all humans are different.

He treats you as someone he has to prove himself to and tries to impress you.

It's what one should do for their mate, right?

He should move up in the ranks and be the best hunter he can be.

When they allow him to pick a mate he'll say he has one and that's that.

While humans are prey, they can be respected as equals.

When he feels it's time to establish you two as proper mates, he'll defend you.

Yautja can be possessive of their mates and will make it known he's chosen you and only you.

You may take a long time to warm up to him, if at all, but your Yautja promises you one thing...

He's your mate until the end... he'll never leave your side now that he's found his human.

#yandere predator #yandere yautja #yandere male yautja #yandere teratophilia

[blackswallowtailbutterfly]

It really should make all women livid that we can’t walk safely at night in areas where there are no bears, no large cats, no wolves, no crocodiles, etc. just because some of the males of our own fucking species like hurting us and the rest of the males just shrug and are like “that’s life”. No, fuck you. Take out your trash or we’re bringing the wolves, bears, and cougars back in. At least they don’t discriminate and won’t rape and torture us.

#my posts #men's violence against women #male violence #natural predators #bears #walking alone at night

[acowardinmordor]

Fucked up thought as I do material spec: transmasc Eddie Munson who gets bullied and called a guy because of how he dresses and acts (transphobic so bad they looped back to what Eddie wants on accident) dating Steve post S2, who knows and supports him, but still has to misgender his bf in public until they can get out of Hawkins. Eddie fails again, they get in a fight about whether they should leave, and aren’t broken up, but aren’t really together as S3 starts. So when Eddie visits Scoops, Steve is so happy to see him that he calls him Eddie and he/him in public, just like the bullies, and can’t explain to Robin, who is absolutely pissed that Steve is treating her Eddie like that.

#steddie #I always love when Steve is *processing confusion* : immediate support #Eddie wants to be called Eddie? sure thing #‘what’s trans?’ Steve’s not sure #but that’s his boyfriend eddie #who he has to call his girlfriend #because his boyfriend asked him to #also don’t @ me #the shit you do to stay safe in unsafe areas is ridiculous #also there’s a weird confluence of feminism and trans experience #that predates terfs #where feminists were advocating for a woman’s right to wear pants #and have short hair and muscles #to be typically male looking without being less of a woman #so in 85 Robs first thought is probably to defend Eddie’s right to be any kind of woman

[cowardlysimon]

"Simon where the vore at"

Girl, idk it grew legs and left.

Take Pied, Pipe,r and Trickster, this is all I have to offer. I'M STILL WORKING ON THE COMIC THOUGH. just very slowly

anyways bye :333

you can have this too

#v.ore #v/ore #v0r3 #soft vore #safe vore #male pred #male prey #m/m vore #willing prey #willing vore #extreme cuddling #male vore #v0re #vore art #vore internal #D/C vore #same size vore #male predator #vore digestion #gooey digestion #digestion tw #reformation vore #nonsexual vore #sfw vore #cowardly vore #swwh #E-A/T

[pussyistheforbiddenfruit]

I notice this weird trend of men (specifically black men) who thirst over studs/butches.

They talk about their attraction to studs like they are pieces of meat instead of human beings they are genuinely like. Nothing is wrong with being attracted to masculine women but why be so creepy about it?

They CONSTANTLY talk about the ones who "sneakdick" on the low, but men be on the down low sucking dick too so idk what they are trying to prove.

First it's the fems now it's the studs/butches will men ever truly leave lesbians alone? They called us wannabe men and ugly dykes now all of a sudden they wanna fuck us too?

As a butch myself this is getting uncomfortable and I honestly feel bad for bi/het masc women can u imagine wanting to date men as a masc woman and THIS what u get? Men treating u like a fetish instead of a human being. If you date men like this u have no self respect.

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#if you butch/stud and your friends with a bunch of male friends i assume ur either sneakdicking or male identified #Men dont treat us any better than they do with fems and u still will be befriend them? #Men are more honest with us than with feminine women and u still choose to be friends with men? #If your butch/stud i advise you dont befriend men first we are man-hating ugly dykes now we are fuck objects? #lesbian #butch #butch lesbian #lesbian pride #feminism #lesbian safe #lesbian safety #males are predators #male identified women #stud lesbian #radicalfeminism #pinkpill feminism #blackpill feminism #male socialization

[drunkbeefstudio]

What's up my handsome British boy😌🫶🏻 I have another idea >:] male y/n or trans masc y/n on the couch and any slasher you'd like 😘🫶🏻

I AM SO SORRY I FORGOT ABOUT MY IMBOX BUT AAAA HERE YA GO

#male y/n #slasher x y/n #chop top sawyer #nubbins sawyer #the texas chainsaw massacre #otis b driftwood #the devils rejects #rusty nail #joy ride 2 #billy lenz #black christmas 2006 #predator

[yaut-jaknowit]

There's one more set on the way! I hope this is plenty for you guys! I greatly appreciate all the love you give my stories

#yautja #predator #yautja x reader #yautja x you #got some more male content for kissmyaft #smut #yautja smut #predator smut #alien smut #art #yautja fanart #predator fanart #fanart #nsft

[blackpilljesus]

Everyone knows that maIes on average are dangerous predators and women are their prey so anybody telling you to trust them or that "it's not all men" wants you harmed by them. They want you dead, they want you raped, they want you sacrified to the beast to save their skin or their loved ones skin. Only to blame you for it after.

Look at all the precautions the average woman takes in every aspect of their lives to navigate maIe violence. I've seen women go as far as ordering food under a maIe name because the delivery drivers would prey on them otherwise. Even when a woman IS interested in a maIe she'd still take precautions dating him because -she knows- moid on average are dangerous. This is also why women settle in crappy relationships because they KNOW their chances of encountering worse is higher than their chances of encountering better so they stay because it's personally & socially better than being alone for them. "He's emotionally distant but at least he isnt cheating on me", "he's cheating on me but at least he's not raping me", "he keeps bothering me for sex every night but at least he hasn't killed me". Women know. This is why I no longer get into back and forth about moids with women either I aint wasting my fucking time arguing shit we both know is true. I wont be your goddamn sacrificial lamb.

Moids themselves know how dangerous moids are as they "shield" their female relatives/partners from other moids. Many moids are terrified of prisons or gay moids because they fear facing what they make women face.

People wouldn't typically advise women & girls that are close to them to trust maIes, heck teenage girls are often scared off moidlets with parents saying that "boys bring trouble"/"theres only one thing boys want" typa shit. Many parents worry about their daughters because they know the evil that moids are deep down and can only hope it doesn't affect their daughters badly.

So I dont fucking care what's said online, most of these women pandering to moids or moids pulling the "it's not all men!1! We get hurt tuh!1!" bullshit would not individually trust moids. Ladies dont ever feel bad for protecting yourself. Keep generalising & judging ALL xys. You aren't crazy for seeing their evil & having your guard up. Dont explain yourselves to moids, the world already explains. Womens lives > moid feelings. It's better to be safe than sorry.

#i often encounter reels of women speaking about their safety around moids #its presented in an apolitical way for the most part yet women are always agreeing how dangerous moids are and the precautions they take #to mitigate moid violence #female separatism #female separatist #radical feminism #radical feminist #feminism #blackpill feminism #feminist #wineauntmovement #blackpill feminist #moids are terrorists #men are evil #stop birthing males #moids are predators #all moids are evil #moids are dangerous #they know they just dont care #the topic of female sacrifice is one that warrants its own blog but let me tell you right fucking now we're in a cult of moid supremacy #and womens lives plus entire beings are the sacrifices to this cult #dont let others lead you to the MANslaughterhouse as a sacrificial lamb

[avaleigh16]

The Yautja, Taanok, was smitten with Y/N from the moment he first saw her. Her beauty, strength, and royal blood made her the most desirable mate he could ever hope for. He had been courting her for weeks, bringing her gifts and showing off his superior hunting skills, but she remained stubbornly uninterested.

Finally, one day, she revealed her secret. She was already expecting a Yautja pup, which meant she couldn't mate with Taanok. He was at first disappointed, but then his instincts kicked in. He had to protect her and her unborn pup at all costs.

Taanok became fiercely protective of Y/N, always by her side and offering to help her in any way he could. He even helped her hunt, using his superior skills to bring down the biggest and most dangerous prey. Y/N was impressed by his loyalty and strength, and slowly began to see him in a different light.

As the weeks passed, Y/N began to notice that her powers were growing stronger. She had always been powerful, but now she was becoming almost invincible. Taanok noticed it too, and began to wonder if her mixed blood was the reason for her strength.

One night, as they were sitting by the fire, Taanok finally worked up the courage to ask Y/N to be his mate. He told her that he knew she was already carrying another Yautja's pup, but that he would always protect her and her child. Y/N was touched by his devotion, and agreed to become his mate.

From that moment on, Taanok was by Y/N's side every step of the way. He helped her during the birth of her pup, a strong and healthy female with a mixture of Yautja and her powerful species. They were both overjoyed with their new family, and Taanok knew that he would always be there to protect them, no matter what.

#female reader #male yautja #yautja x reader #predator #yautja #yautja love #predator x reader #aliens #aliens vs predator #reader pregnant #Spotify

[dominantslasherking]

Predator/Yautja with Dominant Male S/o

My Stories are meant for the much more mature audience, 18+.

Backstory: Male Yautja wants to breed with his human mate.

Your friends were being hunted, alongside you, Your body was already aching for running and hiding out for hours on end, watching your friends die around you, wasn't something anyone would enjoy.

"Fuck..." A murmur uttered from your throat as you leaned against a tree, it was hard to see since it was pitch black outside, and you had no idea where you were since you and your friends decided to go on a hiking plus camping trip in the middle of a forest.

Your [Eye color] eyes threatened to shut, begging for rest, a deep breath escaped your mouth, as you decided to let your body rest, not expecting to fall asleep just as quick.

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Something was different, the weather wasn't as cold as it was, in fact, it was rather a normal temperature, and your back wasn't hurting, as it normally would sleeping against a hard tree. Slowly you opened your eyes, one of your eyes slightly drooping shut since it was indeed swollen from---from that fucking creatures blade, which had slashed you, luckily you had closed your eyes in time, so there was no serious damage to your eyeball itself, the same couldn't be said for your eyelid.

A loud clicking sound made you regain focus, and finally, see where you were..it looked like---some type of ship Obviously not human with all the strange details and highly advanced areas in it. You seemed to be in some type of room, on top of a bed, a comfortable large one might you add.

You felt something strange press into your side, a warmth, as if something--no someone was cuddling against you. A choke had caught itself in your throat, seeing one of those things that were hunting you and had killed most of your friends.

What was more considering than the literal alien cuddled up against you, was the hardness also pressed against you....The alien was--Horny.

For some odd reason your body had reacted to the big alien horniess, your body had begun to get all hot causing you to also get a boner. At that strange moment you wanted to curse at yourself, and your cock brushed against the fabric of your joggers.

Trying to get out of the grasp of the alien ended up as a bad idea, as it was now holding your arm down while staring at you, its mask was off, showing its strange-looking face, but you were disgusted.

It suddenly made strange clicking sounds into its wristband, causing a bold voice to speak up from the wrists device, "Ooman," Was the clearest word you could makeup, the rest were rather jumbled up and confusing.

Your body completely froze, once the alien had a firm grip on your clothes cock, which was painfully hard. Your teeth grinted holding in the groan from the unexpected gesture. You slightly moved, causing your knee to brush up against the creature's own hard cock.

"Shit--Sorry--Crap I did not mean to--!!!!" The creature wasted no time in ripping off the annoying joggers. The Yautja made clicking sounds out of approval at your large size(Thats what you hoped those clicking sounds were anyway...)

At this point, you really didn't care that this alien had killed your friends, you were horny, it was horny. However there was one thing you wouldn't slide, you were NOT going to let the alien fuck you, you wanted to fuck the alien instead...First it killed your friends, you'll be damned if it tried to top.

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The Yautja's puckering hole was glistening with a strange liquid, which was easily used on lube once you popped your cock deep inside, with struggle since it was a very tight area. The clicking sounds it made were rapid as it let out a purr of thunder, once you had fully placed yourself inside.

Your hands had begun to roam the Aliens firm body until you had a nice grip on his hips, the Aliens cock was about the same as you, (Larger than average)

The Alien had a nice meaty ass, which was also being used as a gripper. It's not like you hadn't had sex before, but damn, the Alien was so fucking tight and every time you had pulled out, just to thrust back in, it felt as if the alien's hole was sucking you in completely, begging you to never leave the wet Craven area.

Your thrusts were wild like a beast, not able to resist the temptation of the pleasure coursing through your veins. Purring had erupted from the Aliens throat, enjoying the strange pleasures of having a cock in him, which he had never had before.

The Yautja a great hunter, had decided he was obviously going to keep his human mate, after all, a mate was very scarce, and the intense pleasure was just a bonus.

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[monnowo]

Hello amigxs!! It’s me again c;

Here’s something wholesome UwU

Terry Taking care of Rex’s children, yes… Rex is father of some children in his clan, because hi is an elite hunter, so some females wants him as a male for making her babies u////u xD

Terry here’s very young, maybe 17 or 18 years, and is hating this situation, because Yautja babies or Sucklings are extremely destructive and hyperactive like little kitties!

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