#ningen

. ᦔ᥅ꫀꪖꪑᦓ ꠸ꪀ ᭙ꪖꪻꫀ᥅ᥴꪮꪶꪮ᥅

A/N: Lore on this cryptid. I made a bit of a size adjustments because 30 meters (98 feet) creature was not it, still he’s a big boy. Also, I’m full aware AntAntarctic research expeditions do not work like this. Enjoy!

Summary: The expedition to the Antarctic sounded like your dream research, but when the lights go out and you find yourself alone at base and there’s some ominous knocks on the door, you can’t do anything but to open… right?

Ningen x fem!reader || predator kink, dirty talk, breeding, size kink

When you got fired to go to the Antarctic you were ecstatic. It was your dream job, spending hours and hours in the wild coldness to get to know the world better. To work on research that could change the course of human history. What else could someone wish for?

But then everything else happened.

It started with weird records in your data, little sparks of magnetism and energy that none of the researchers could explain. You looked into it, but it was still an unknown force. And each record was closer and closer to the base. You didn’t know what it was, but it had enough knowledge to approach the base and avoid all cameras.

Some people in the camp ran away, arguing they weren’t about to get murdered in the fucking Arctic, but you stayed. Why wouldn’t you? You didn’t have proof of anything malignant, it could be a lot of things.

And then the dead animals started showing. One after the other dropped in front of the main research facility. It scared the crap out of everybody, but you persevered, determined to find the cause.

Whatever (or whoever) it was.

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