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ONE PROP PER ANT PLEASE!
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I drew again
guys i wish Time Lords looked less human. i wanna have their eyes tinted gold with oval pupils and their ears be slightly pointed and their blood be more visibly orange. like make them a bit uncanny yknow. fuck with the mind. âoh youâre human!- oh waitâ
humans are space orks: loneliness
Don't you think at least some species of alien would it find it odd how prone we humans are to pack bonding? And how would they react to meeting a human whose need for connection has NOT been met?
Right now, we are thinking lonely little teenage boy has decided, fuck it, these aliens wanna scan my brain and I've got nothing to lose. They have observed his peculiar behavior and lack of pack bonding. And his quite snarky attitude. So, anyway, you got a brain scanning thingy pictured, alright? Yes? And these aliens, well, they're not even remotely prepared for what they find.
Originally they thought the whole bonding with anything and everything was just a weird thing we do for fun. But no. We NEED it. They test other humans who also have little to no one, and most results just all come out with the same deep longing for connection. The same incompleteness. The same something that doesn't have a name and can't be communicated into words, only being described as a deeply rooted need to be understood.
Imagine them finding that. I like to think that they would have a new found sense of sympathy for the bleeding, lonely hearts of humans. It's not an earth shattering topic, I know. Maybe it would give them a new perspective on just how much Human Bob absolutely NEEDS to see his friend Human Roger when he whines about being on opposite sides of the ship. Ooh, maybe they would implicate a Human Buddy System, just so nobody is alone. Ah, the poor introverts.
So. I just think if aliens were to discover how intense being lonely can be for humans and probably some other species, they'd... I dunno. Feel all bad for us and give friends. Or something.
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{SERIES SUMMARY } - After the loss of your beloved cat, Apollo, you adopt a strange six-eyed "cat" from a shady animal shelter to fill the silence....unaware that it's actually Uratos Gooj, an seven-foot alien prince hiding from an arranged royal marriage. As he observes your human life from the safety of your home, his curiosity slowly turns into all-consuming obsession... and he begins to believe you belong to him
{PAIRING)- ALIEN:Gojo x Human Female Reader
{TAGS !!)- MDNI, 18+ in the last 2 chapters(l think), alien biology, obsessive behavior, size difference (he's literally 7ft when not a cat), female reader, eventual smut, mating cycles, cunningulus he's a eater fri), possessiveness, stalking but make it extraterrestrial, slow burn, emotional confusion, reader unknowingly living with an alien royal, transformation scenes, minor intergalactic politics later on, Mei mei(yuck), fluff, piv, nsfw, Hurt/comfort, slight dominance/ submission, Happy ending (yayayayayay!) w.c: 4.2k
masterlist || chpt 1 || chpt 3 || visual art
Dedicated to @madamechrissy
Inspired by @spideyyeet
Uratos Gooj had crossed more of the universe than heâd ever thought heâd see.
Worlds that burned in colors his empire never recorded in their thousands, if not millions , of scrolls, planets that breathed as living breathing creatures that floated in space, living structures shifting beneath unfamiliar suns.âšCivilizations that thrived without the need for conquest, without war, without anything he had been taught was absolutely necessary for âsurvival.â For power.
He had walked among them all unnoticed and unneeded by their residents,their inhabitantsâŠ
And now âŠhe truly felt freeâŠ
He had learned things the high council had never bothered to teach him. That food was not just something to eat to sustainâŠbut to savor and even enjoy. That laughter could exist without having to be suppressed. That children could be just thatâŠchildren. That time⊠could be spent without care, not commanded. That he couldâve lived a life he wanted all along.Gurus had been right. He usually was(Annoyingly so.)There was more to life than being a weapon. It had taken him weeks to understand that as he traversed the universe, explored galaxies and suchâŠHad taken him Longer to accept it. And for all the worlds he had seen⊠for all the places that had blurred together into distant, hazy memories there was one planet that wouldnât leave his mind anytime soon.
Am I Scary?
Authors Note: Story is edited by @discojupiters . This is an alien inspired fic please donât take anything seriously and get offended I know the Jacksonâs arenât god damn aliens. Iâll be including descriptive language for gore and blood later on so Iâll add that in the needed chapterâs in warnings. Besides that please enjoy!!
Fog covered the streets as Michaelâs old school Cadillac was driving down the empty streets of his hometown. Harsh winds flowing brown crunchy leaves down the road, your hand sticking out the open window feeling the breeze against your skin. Your hair is wild and free, you feel like nothing can ruin this feeling. This feeling of all encompassing peace, true contentment.
You look to your left and watch how focused Michael is driving. He too seems to be in a state of undefeated calmness, His mind focused just on the road and getting back home. There was something about him, something magnetic and almost frightening about how otherworldly he was. As if he couldnât be real, couldnât be human, he felt one of a kind.
So sweet and understanding as if he knew so much more than everyone else around him. Not so much in an arrogant way but in a way as if he truly did know what he was talking about. That he wasnât new to anything around him, You sometimes thought that he might be an old soul.Â
But then he would do things like talk to animals as if they truly understood him. Look out for something in spaces where nothing was around as if he could see something you couldnât and if felt like he was new to earth, analyzing everything around him. He was a very interesting man to say the least.
âHeyâ
You blinked and focused back into the present looking into Michaelâs eyes.
âIâve been calling your name for a few minutes nowâ he laughs and smiles at you.
âAre you with me now or are you still stuck in your head sillyâ
You couldnât help but laugh and look down in embarrassment. It was so easy to feel flustered when his attention was on you. His eyes felt as if they could see all of you, your soul and your heart. It made you nervous.
âSorry, um yeah what is it you were saying?âÂ
He looks at you for a minute before grinning and turning back to look in front of him.
âI was saying that weâre about ten minutes away. I wanted to get you prepared, I know you were feeling really nervous to meet everybody.â
That was right, you were. You're meeting Michaelâs family for the very first time, and the anxiety you felt of getting so many peopleâs approval, especially people in such a close knit family as his, was dawning on you since the week before when he brought this trip up to you.
You look back out the window as the perfect suburban houses pass you by, trying to find an answer that was both the truth but also didnât make it sound like you were lying.
You peek at him in the corner of your eyes as you try and find the words. You startle in your seat a bit as you realize that the time you were trying to find something to say he was back to looking at you. He scared you sometimes. You didnât know why. But it was as if sometimes you looked at him and everything about him would change and be amplified. His eyes and pupils would appear bigger, his smile wider, his hands bigger. And then you would blink and it felt like it was all in your head.
You felt like you were going insane most times. You should have taken the benzos like your sister told you too. But you were sick of the fact you had to rely on something like pills to function.
âWellâŠâ
âYeah thatâs good, Iâm looking forward to itâ you reply as you crack your knuckles out the window to smooth your nerves.
Michael just shook his head as he was smiling and soon enough he was pulling up to his family's driveway.Â
The feeling of peace has now left you as you look up through the gated driveway. This was going to be a long night, you could feel it.
Michael pressed the button on an old intercom box that must have seen better days once upon a time. The box seemed to rattle with static til it finally got connected.Â
âHelloâ
âHey itâs me weâre here, are you gonna let us in or what?â
The crackling sound of what had to be one of Michaelâs siblings answered back.
âMichael? Youâre here?â
Michael looked to you with his hand both on the button still and the steering wheel as he rolled his eyes. You couldnât help but laugh at the situation. He turned back around and replied.
âDidnât I just say that? Randy let us in.â
âSheesh hold onâ
Finally the large heavy swirly steel gates began to open wide ready for us to pull in.
As you guys were entering the property you looked around and couldnât help but marvel at all the space just in the front of the place alone. It looked more like a manor than a house. The daunting size of it leaves you with butterflies in your stomach. The dark brown wood stands out against the warm red ones. A creaking porch chair swinging with the wind. Plants both flourishing and suffering seemed to be scattered all around the place as the car pulled to a stop not far from the door.
âWell do you like it?â
You turn to Michael and see him also turning from looking around reminding you he hasnât been home in a long time.
âYes itâs quite grandâŠ.everything, it seemsâ
âYeah Joseph is very much a go big or go home kind of manâ
Right, his father who you for sure were not looking forward to meeting after hearing the awful things Michael has let you in on about him.
âI can see thatâ you tease.
You both start laughing, til then it settles in that itâs time to go out. Michael, the gentleman he is, jumps out of the car to come and open the door for you.Â
As you wait, you start to adjust your clothes to try and not seem as anxious as you are, pulling your brown leather jacket down and continuing to pull your shirt down as the door is pulled open.
âReady?â Michael asks as he holds his hands out to help you down.
âReady as I can beâ you reply not being able to help and give a side smile.
âDonât worry so much theyâll love you, my family is happy Iâm finally bringing someone home. And Iâve talked about you so much over the phone they practically know you as much as I do.â
As youâre helped down the car you adjust your jeans as well, fiddling with the sides.Â
âAs much as you do, really?â
He looks down at you as heâs leaning against the door waiting for you to be done pulling yourself together. He nods his head and tells you that theyâre new to this.
âNew to this? What do you mean?â you say as you look up at him in confusion.
âI donât know, meeting new people, they donât get out much, too much to figure out you know.â
You didnât quite understand still but shook your head in agreement anyways.Â
After he closed and locked the doors you grab Michaelâs hand and pull him to guide you to the entrance feigning your eagerness to meet everyone.
âThen letâs go and have a good time and show them Iâm an open book, shall we?â You say as you swing your hands back and forth.
âItâll be a time all rightâ he laughs
You arrive at the large wood doors with weird stained glass embedded in them. As you try and fail to peek inside, Michael pulls back and forth the gargoyle knocker on the side.
As you stand and hear the sound of what seems like 100 locks being unlocked, the door is pulled open. Your heart begins to speed up and your hands start to sweat. It was as if your body was already preparing for flight mode.
âWelcome homeâ
Pulled back to the present you see an older lady standing to the side holding the door open. Her hair blow dried and her pearl necklace shining against her skin. You move from looking at her neck to find her eyes were big as well. Eyes pitch black and large pupils with a wide closed smile, you instantly knew where Micheal got his looks from.
As you shyly wave to greet her, your eyes drift to the side and behind her. Your mouth, open and ready to reply, quickly falls shut, as the words die down before you are able to speak as you look and see there are seven pairs of eyes crowding near the staircase and hallway staring you down.
The nervous sweat Michael must be feeling from your hands now starts to bloom also down your back. There were so many of them and as you glanced at each face you realized that it wasnât even everybody.Â
They looked you up and down eyes roaming against your body with their fixed smiles. Their hands holding one another in jittery excitement. You tried to remind yourself they were looking at you because they didnât know you. After all, it made sense right, they finally get to see the face behind your name.
You finally found the words to say something and not just stand there like an idiot further embarrassing yourself.
âUm hi, itâs, itâs nice to finally meet everyoneâ you say as you let out a nervous laugh
Michael looks down at you for a second before removing his hand to go and hug his mom.Â
He starts to introduce you as his arm is hugging his momâs shoulder pointing at you.
You smile and wave again, trying to pull yourself together for what seems like a number too high to count. You really should have brought your medication. This is coming to feel like this night wonât end well for you.
âNice to meet youâ his siblings say to you interrupting one another, leaving you to relax a bit as they start to banter with each other with their mother trying to get them to calm down.
While you were staring at them, Michael came back to your side pulling you into his. He looks down at you rubbing his hand up and down your shoulder and starts to whisper near your ear.
âWell this isnât scary is it?â
âNo I guess notâ you say under your breath.
âI told you there was nothing for you to worry about. No one is trying to scare you, if you're overwhelmed by anything we can just go back to my room. Yeah?â
You glance away from them and look up at him.
âOkayâŠyeah sounds goodâ you nod in agreement.
As Michael stares you down, tightening his hold on your shoulders, You turn around and look back at the door once again not being able to see through the glass. Youâre far from home and something in your mind was telling you to leave. Your mind was telling you that no, you canât stay, you need to go home and tell your sister how stupid you were thinking you were ready to take another step in this relationship. That it was getting too serious, that youâre not ready yet.Â
But as you turn back around and look up at Michael, you think back to the five years you spent together, learning more and more about each other yet never enough. How you never felt this way about anyone else before. That no one could even hold a candle to how great of a person he is.
So you just smile, rest your head against his shoulder and look back at his family and this house, ignoring the aching feeling in your stomach and prepare yourself for whatâs to come.
©boredpretty do not copy my work please Iâll be able to tell
I have never watched a single second of the thing so uhhh...
I just thought the parasite alien plot would fit well with what I have in mind lol
