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You’re surprised with the fact that your shock wares off quickly, though it could stem from the pain in your leg. As soon as you timidly move to scoot back, the armor-clad being seems to shake out of their frozen stupor. They stammer for a second before clearing their throat, accompanied by a poor attempt at regaining their towering posture, only to slump once more as you flinch. It’s very…confusing. A stalemate, one could say. Your heart races as you watch the mini-giant, scooting back until you hit a wall within the strange confines. You let out a soft hiss as your leg jolts, which has an immediate reaction on the towering knight. They close the distance, either ignoring or completely ignorant to your fear in favor of seeking out your injury. It’s only when you pull back from them do they stop for a second, though they’re already on one knee in front of you, arms extended to grasp at the limb. Even kneeling, the gleaming armor towers above like a grand statue. “You are safe.” They say, with noticeable hesitation. Their hands hovering at your sides as your adrenaline starts to fade, leaving behind an aching, sleep deprived shell in its wake. You can’t quite remember what happened next, your eyelids growing far too heavy to keep open. For a moment, you saw the panicked flinch of the entity in front of you as you start to slump, feeling cool metal and leather palms hold you up as drowsiness claims your muddled mind. Next was the overwhelming heat that billowed in front of you, quickly engulfing your form as you descend into a plush, warm space. So soft and warm, the subtle beating of a heart, the rumbling of a voice, and the feeling of being held so close. A gently sigh seeps out of you, allowing this moment to rest.

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Imposter “lime” is a saboteur that’s payed by outside sources to… well sabotage a mission. Their job can be anywhere between breaking parts of the ship to ensure they don’t meet a deadline, stealing or destroying something the ship is carrying, or even figuring out a way to destroy the entire ship from the inside out.

Imposter “white”, however, is an alien shapeshifter that’s more keen on survival than anything else. They view these ships as a type of hunting ground, allowing them to kill and eat those unfortunate enough to get caught alone. Anytime they’ve been ejected from the craft, they simply grapple onto outer part of the ship and wait for it to pass another vessel.

At some point, the two end up on the same ship. Though everything was is going smoothly, things took a quick turn when Lime was caught by one of their crew mates tampering with the comms. It didn’t go too far though, as Lime is always prepared to get rid of a witness. Though it wasn’t without struggle, Lime was able to come out successful. The person silenced and the long-distance comms out of commission, all they needed to do was get rid of this body and quick.

As they’re dragging it towards the vent, they don’t notice the guttural noises emanating from it. It was only after they managed to open the metal grilles did they see it. A horrible amalgamation of teeth and flesh sprouting from the tunnel, its tendril-like tongue ready to spear at any moment. Beyond panicked at the sight, Lime throws the body into the vent as a distraction as they scamper off in the opposite direction. Whatever cash they were making off this was NOT worth encountering whatever that thing was! They managed to make it all the way to their room in accommodations and lock their door shut, taking care to block whatever vents they could without constricting airflow in their room.

By the time people started to grow concerned for their crew mate, Lime had calmed down enough to wash off the dried blood and muck, their door now unlocked as they went about doing their “ship job”. That wasn’t to say they were calm at all, they kept rolling the memory around in their head until it melted into mush. Lime had managed to convince themself that it wasn’t real, despite everything else screaming at the saboteur to listen to reality. They still refused to cave, until the next evening.

A full day had passed since the event, and as the ship had begun to settle down for the night, Lime’s door slid open with a small sound. At first, they were annoyed. “Hasn’t anyone told you how to kno-“ Then, they were frozen. It was the same crewmate they killed, white suit and all. There were a few notable traits, there wasn’t any rips in the suit from wounds, nor cracks in the visor. The most noticeable was how much taller they were now. It wouldn’t be noticed by many as something of concern, there were plenty of individuals out here that were considered freakishly tall due to their planet of origin. But what made this so terrifying was the fact that Lime knew for certain that White wasn’t this big. They wouldn’t never won if they were.

The door slides shut as “white” takes another step inside. “W-who are you. W-what do you want?? I-I won’t tell anyone what I saw, I swear! I’ve got some c-cash I could share! Hell, you can have it all if you leave me alone!” They yelped as the figure grew closer, they could hear the deep rumbling from this…thing. Trembling in fear as the figure stops no more than a foot away, Lime shuts their eyes and prays to whatever god they’ve wronged that they’re at least given a swift death as they feel the shadow loom over them.

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Nothings…happening. A minuscule spark of courage ignites in Lime’s chest, as their eyes creep open after hearing a weird shuffling of the suit’s fabric. They’re met with the pitch black visor of a space helmet staring back at them, head tilting to the side in a curious manner. They’ve also noticed that the individual has crouched down to be at eye level with the saboteur. After a few moments of caution, Lime’s tense form starts to ease. “White” seems to appreciate this to some degree, shuffling an inch closer as the rumbling grew louder.

As it turns out, the creature within the vent had thought that Lime had gifted the creature the body, rather than dropping it out of fear. Excited by this possibility of having another member to hunt with, the entity consumed their ‘present’ and quickly took its form to blend in. Now it was happily purring at the small human, brimming with curiosity.

While Lime doesn’t quite pick up on why this entity has a sudden interest, they’re not really in a spot to protest. They can only assume what it’s capable of, which could be anything really. A terrifying possibility. All they can really do is attempt to continue their work, subtly breaking small bits of this ship to force it to land somewhere. All the while they have White trailing behind like a lost duckling. A lost giant duckling.

Over time, White started to learn many things from Lime, more so about the individual than anything actually from them.

First off, the entity was quite worried when Lime didn’t eat any food it offered, confusion quick to set in as to why. It was meat, sustenance, was there more that needed to be said? White was practically gurgling out whimpers as they fretted over their ‘starving’ friend after they were denied a fourth time. While Lime couldn’t exactly explain it to the entity, they tentatively settled the creatures by simply taking whatever was offered to…do something with. They weren’t too sure but Lime doesn’t like to show their face, let alone eat in front of someone, and they felt it a bit cruel to throw it out an airlock. Besides, who knows if it’ll get angry at this act if it ever found out.

Secondly, their human is still fragile! Very fragile! Just because they’d gotten it food before, doesn’t make them stronger than the others. In fact, they’re smaller than many other humans, which caused the entity great concern. By this time, Lime was at least letting White touch them, though it was still very sparse due to the saboteur’s mistrust. White still wants to keep the human calm, keep their friend happy! Even with little experience outside of hunting, it knows that the way their heartbeat flutters in their chest is not calm, nor is the acrid scent of fear that subtly emanates from their form when it makes too sudden of a move. Even still, it can’t help but loom over Lime from behind, almost curled as close as it can be without touching the human. It wants nothing more than to split open its chest maw and lovingly bury the human inside, safe and sound within the very center of its being. It’s releases happy rumbles at the very thought, something that seems to be occurring more often Lime’s noticed.

The first time it happened was when the small saboteur got caught. Caught caught. There were only a handful of people left, after months of things going haywire and people going missing, they finally caught onto them. Confronted and cornered, Lime knew the only way they’d come out of this would be in cuffs or dead on the floor. For a second, they see a glimpse of White in the back, as it started arching backwards with a soft crack. The others noticed a little late, but the sound of ripping flesh and guttural screeching instantly grabbed their attention. The space suit’s center was torn apart, an opening of the fabric-disguised flesh revealing its horrible insides, pulsing and writhing as tendrils squirmed from its wound and countless sharp teeth lined the sides. A much larger tendril sports from its core, lashing out like a grapple as it grabbed onto Lime’s suit. They didn’t really have much of a thought in this moment, only shock of what they’d just witnessed and the suddenness of being pull towards the awaiting maw. Lime didn’t really have a moment to resist before being fully encased with a clamp of teeth and resealing of flesh. White was quick to flee the scene as the others scrambled, it wasn’t worried about anything the others could do now, only that its fragile friend was now safe and secure in its grasp. Speaking of, Lime was stunned. They didn’t even know what emotions to feel as White moved, the hot flesh that surrounded them, pulsing and churning. Its tendril-like tongue was still holding them, but instead of it being clamped onto the saboteur’s suit, it was curled around the already curled human in a strange embrace. There was little room to move in the moment, the surrounding unforgiving as Lime squirmed.

It wasn’t until White made it to a small and dusty storage room that it finally settled. It could feel the fearful heart beating in their chest, the way they pushed at the insides for space. As much as White wanted to hold onto this moment for as long as it could, it was smart enough to know that that would only make the human more afraid. Huffing a small warped breath, the entity’s gut splits open, the maw widening to reveal the human tucked inside. Lime was still very frightened by everything happening, but being able to move a little easier was helping to calm things down a bit. The cooler air made the heat feel a little less suffocating, and the rumbling purr White was making their body feel heavy. The alien appendage was still wrapped around them, like a pseudo hug as they could feel their exhaustion take hold. The adrenaline spike between getting caught by their colleagues and the whole…everything else had sapped them of whatever energy they had left. Besides, if it wanted to do any harm, it would’ve done so by now. A little rest couldn’t hurt…right?

As time progresses, the human proves to be a bit strange, but their messy nature isn’t something the two are gonna complain about. It makes it easier to hide and gather supplies, so they don’t pay much attention. That is, until one night when one of the two are out scavenging, they start to hear a commotion upstairs. More cautious than worried, the partner continues their hunt, unaware that something is hunting them. As they continue forward, the borrower notices things have gotten a lot quieter, creep in across the counter and throwing their hook. It’s only when they toss it do they slip on the tile surface, reaching out to grab the edge and watching their fingers slip. The borrower fully expects to feel the pain of dropping what would be 10 stories, only to find their decent immediately halted after only the first. Though it isn’t hard tile, or god forbid a human’s hands. Whatever it is as they look up for a few seconds, it’s…fuzzy? Fur? After a small huff, the borrower looks back to see that they’re on the muzzle of a great beast. It’s the biggest creature they’ve ever seen! Terrified, the borrower doesn’t even dare breathing, as the two are stuck in an impromptu staring contest. After what felt like an eternity, the beast moves. But its movements are so small, so careful as its head reaches the counter and tilts the borrower off onto the relative safety of solid ground. After a few minutes of small(nervous) talking from the borrower, they determine this beast is docile. More talking after reveals this beast is more than happy to nab any item the borrower is looking for. At the end of the night, the tiny goes back into the wall and the beast is content to lay on the ground and wait for their little friend.

The following morning, the human wakes up with an awful crick in their neck as they get off the kitchen floor, confused. While the human doesn’t remember what happened while they were turned, they can smell the borrowers faint scent that lingers near the counter. Turns out, the human, at least somewhat, knew the borrowers were there. They knew they weren’t rats or something, since the human could hear soft muttering when they got close enough to the borrowers home, and they left a unique scent behind that was different from any rodents. But the human didn’t want to make that known, since being a werebeast, they know how terrifying it is being hunted down in a world that wants you dead for just existing.

After the tiny tells their partner about the event, they start to take more notice of the things around them. Most notably, how this mystery beast seems to have a schedule for when it arrives, how the human and the animal are never in the house at the same time. All their theories as to why are disproven one by one, at the same time they’re learning more about the human themself. How stressed they always are, how despite their size, they seemed to live their life as though they were a rabbit in the open. The borrowers feel bad for the poor thing, yet still confused as to what could cause this in something as intimidating as a human?

One fateful dusk, a thunderstorm rolls in, the roaring thunder that passes above overwhelming the human’s sensitive hearing. The borrowers watch on in pity, both wanting to help this poor kid but chained into inactivity by their own rules. Hidden under the covers as the sun falls, the couple watch in shock as this scared whimpering human turns into a scared whimpering beast. Confused/startled beyond belief, the pair attempt to leave the scene. But…the saddened and scared whines of their friend is too heartbreaking to abandon. After a few seconds of hesitation, the couple make their way to the human’s bed and comfort the giant beast. Even when the night became dawn and the human turned back, the thunder still rumbled above, and the borrowers stayed to help.

Things went a lot smoother after that, the human and borrowers finally able to connect with one another after so long simply observing. The human is able to explain what they are and the borrowers are like, “Wait so you have to hide away from others humans and sneak around or they’ll hunt you down and do who-knows-what because they don’t see you as a person?” And the human is just “…that’s…very specific wording but…yes?” Human is now labeled an unofficial borrower, a borrower in all forms but physical. Maybe the tiny couple start teaching the human ways to steal stuff for survival and stuff and the human is like, “I legally can’t do that.” Just these borrowers teaching their giant werebeast kid how to survive despite the fact that they’re an adult and are dealing with a completely different set of rules. Just wholesome love all around ❤️

Anywho, they’ve gotten to the point where they can communicate basic ideas like, food, water, rock, etc. Tangible things. At some point, the giant starts to feel this unbridled protectiveness towards this tiny ball of sunshine. It starts to spiral from anger towards the tiny’s kin for kicking them out, to this self-consciousness that the giant is no where near deserving of the title of ‘protector’ for the tiny. It gets to the point where the giant panics when the tiny is out of sight, constantly seeking to be near them just in case. For fear of them being hurt, or even taken away.

The tiny, however, is oblivious to slightly confused by this change. With the giant’s stone cold expressions as well as the lack of proper communication, they don’t really notice the shift. They still go about like before, they now just have a paranoid guard dog wherever they go. This only further spurs the giant into their thoughts, as the overwhelming pit in their stomach surges at the thought of the tiny being exposed to the threats of this world. While the giant always manages to lock these feelings behind their expressionless exterior, it quickly gets out of hand the second a threat does show up.

Whether it’s a too-close encounter with a wild animal, or something as simple as a thunderstorm, the second the tiny displays tangible fear, the giant’s protectiveness goes into overdrive. The tiny receives a quick comforting nuzzle in the giants palm before stuck in their maw. They can hear the heavier breathing of the giant as they rest for a moment, too confused and freaked out from the initial threat to truly react. A second later they’re guided to the back of the throat by the giant’s gentle yet hasty tongue, swallowed down with as much grace as they could muster.

By now, the tiny has gotten a grasp on where they are, hearing the passing of the giant’s beating heart that seems to be quickening in pace. As they’re pushed into the organ, it grumbles in greeting and constricts as they move around to get their bearings. Not enough to hold them in place, but enough to feel them clearly. While the tiny is scared and confused, they still trust that the giant did this to help, and that this action means no harm.

Meanwhile, the giant is just spiraling into self-loathing. Why did they do that? They know why, but they shouldn’t have. The giant tries to comfort the tiny as best they can, but the words are non sense, just as they always were. They can feel the tiny squirm, it has to be fear. They really are a monster, undeserving of this innocent being’s presence. The second this passes, they’ll be afraid of them. The tiny will run farther than they can reach, and they’ll lose the little spark that gave them so much joy.

Been rotating in my head an idea of Reluctant pred/Willing prey, where the prey only feels comfortable enough to sleep when in the pred’s tum, but the pred hasn’t actually eaten anyone before that. Now I know this is more of a common thought, but my specific idea is that it’s like Character A isn’t really a pred at all, just so new to the experience/thought as a whole. Character B is just so oblivious to any and all worries that A might have because they’re completely safe but have to convince B that it’s true before they’re allowed in.

Mainly applying this to like a H//umans a//re s//pace o//rcs situation, where the human on board is a bit upset but used to the fear that everyone else has around them, so they kinda put up with the solitude while being as docile as possible to their small shipmates. One day, one of their shipmates asks if it was true that humans had a [insert alien name for stomach here], and the human is like “Oh they’re gonna freak out if I say yes but I can’t LIE to them.” In the end they tell the truth, and instead of freaking out, the alien asks if they could “Spend the night”. Of course the human is overjoyed by this, keeping cool on the outside. They’ve finally got the chance to make a friend!

Things do get a little confusing when the night comes and the human is asking specifically where the alien wants to sleep, turning to concern when the small creature reiterates their tum. Human gets a bit freaked out but their shipmate, ever oblivious to their reason for concern, is very confused. Mainly over their behavior for two different reasons.

Firstly, they’re confused since the shipmate’s species is known for this kind of thing?? They’re invulnerable to the dangers of the digestive system, producing a chemical agent that allows the organ to be safe for living creatures inside while insuring that there are no long term affects that would bring harm to the pred. But they’re quick to realize that maybe the human doesn’t know that? Secondly, they’re confused as to why the human is acting so…concerned? Scared? It’s almost shocking, cause the alien, along with all their other shipmates, were under the impression that humans were this aggressive, stoic, predatory creatures that were better left alone than risk getting mad. The only reason they actually approached the human was because they had no other option. They hadn’t slept for days, whatever simulated version just wasn’t cutting it. When they did some research and found that humans had something exactly like it, they had to try. So to see what they thought was a stone cold predator, looming over them with nothing but concern and worry in their voice, their hands hovering nearby as though the little alien would crumple any second? It’s a real shift in perspective. A jarring one in fact.

Now it’s the aliens turn to calm down the worried human, explaining everything to ease their concern. After a bit, the human is able to calm down and hesitantly agree to do it since their shipmate is so sure of it and really needs some sleep. I can imagine the human gingerly swallowing their shipmate and just anxiously hovering their hands around their tum. Their shipmate is in instant bliss, this was 10x better than whatever organism they had on their homeworld! So soft and squishy and warm, they’d pass out immediately if not for the constant fretting of the human. Eventually they’re able to get into a comfy state, and human is just curled up and holding their tum, their crew mate tucked away sleeping soundly.