Alien (Glyxx) x fem!reader || UST, sfw

Glyxx...

Glyxx’s brain is still swimming with pleasure after what happened between the two of you. He can’t fully believe he had you in his arms. That you fell apart under him. That he was the one who made you come. With his tongue. He still can feel the taste of you on his tongue, on his lips.

It’s delicious and decadent, and he wonders why it took him so long to give in when it felt so very perfect, so very right, to have you. He feels high on pleasure, high on a new kind of power that drives him completely insane.

He’s as close to happy as he thinks he can be. There can’t be anything better than this. Than having the taste of his mate on his lip and his smell all around him while he curls around himself on the bed. This is it. If he believed in the goddess, he would thank her for this gift. He would thank her for you.

Before experiencing this, before meeting you, Glyxx didn’t fully understand why Xyris was tied to the hip to Amaranta. But now, after having you, after tasting his mate… What he doesn’t get is how Xyris is even able to be next to Amaranta and not want to taste her, to make her scream in pleasure until she’s so happy she’s delirious with it.

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A/N: Shorter but very intense. And with a plot twist! Enjoy!

Alien (Glyxx) x fem!reader || tw: violence, kidnapping

Glyxx…

His whole body feels like it’s being dragged down with each step, his tail is hitting the ground while he follows Xyris and Amaranta back to the spaceship. They don’t want to go back to the council’s building, there’s nothing left for them there. The spaceship has a couple rooms, and in case of emergency they can go back to the mothership, which continues in orbit until Xyris, as the commander in charge, returns.

Slayx and some others from the resistance are gone. They were supposed to meet with their higher up, the one behind all this, and lock down all the council members still alive (which weren’t many at this point). In other circumstances, Glyxx would have fought to meet the higher up. To meet who’s behind all of this. The same person who hasn’t shown their face even when the council’s guards were trying to kill Xyris and him. Not a great leader if they can’t bother to show up when their warriors are fighting the final battle, is it? But he doesn’t have the energy to be mad, not when the weight of sadness is pulling at him like the force of gravity.

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Ghoul (Ben) x fem!reader || enemies to lovers, UST || tw: anxiety

Ben…

Your words still resonate inside his head when the precinct door slams shut behind him.

Liability.

You used that word the first day he showed up here, and you’ve used it multiple times since then… But something about the way you said it a couple moments ago hit him right in the gut. He shoves his hands on the coat’s pockets with more strength than necessary, the fabric pulling at his neck for a fraction of a second, just enough to send a spark of pain to his wounds. Right. Because he’s still wounded, still a liability.

He doesn’t regret for a second what he did, how he protected you. He would do it again a million times, but it stings to know he can be dismissed so easily even after he did that. Ben wasn’t expecting your gratitude, not beyond what you gave him already, but the cold shoulder and the harsh words… Maybe he’s not as good as he thought.

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Alien (Glyxx) x fem!reader ||tw: child abuse, slavery, violence

Reader...

Everything is too calm. The kind of eerie calm that drives your fucking brain insane with desperation and nervousness. Everyone is working outside today, the guards too interested in the boardcast of the council to be worried about what the humans are doing. Which is planning. Taking turns to pack the little they own into bags to bring with them.

The guards are all piled up in the cabin from where they usually control you all. They are looking at the little screen in the middle, where the council members are talking. You can’t see what’s happening from that far away, but the second something major occurs, all of them move at once. They get up and away from the little screen. For a second you see Glyxx spitting fire in the council’s direction, your heartbeat going erratic. But you can’t focus on that.

The guards are running around like little ants, something you’d find funny if your nerves were somewhat not destroying your insides with each passing second. You know what you have to do, you’ve went over it a dozen times. Everyone has the little things they can carry prepared under their respective beds. The plan is set in action… And you are the key to make it happen. No pressure. It’s not like you are trying to liberate a bunch of work slaves from the hands of a corrupt alien government. Easy peasy.

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Orc (Unax) x fem!reader || sfw, soulmates

When the doctor finally saw you, he assured you it was only a little sprain, it should be good with a bit of rest and some icing overnight. You would have to be careful for a few more days not to make it worse. You were right after all, definitely didn’t need a trip to the hospital, but Unax looks so relieved you can’t even argue about it.

He helps you back to his truck, and sings along some pretty awful kid’s rock band with his nephew as he drives to the kid’s house. You awkwardly wave at the baby’s mom across the lawn and try to ignore the knowing smirk on her face

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Alien (Glyxx) x fem!reader || tw: violence, kidnapping, child abuse (mentioned)

Glyxx…

Her voice is exactly the same as he remembers it, “hello, son.”

Glyxx is staring. He knows he’s staring. But he can’t truly believe what his eyes are seeing. There’s no way. She was dead. There was no other choice but for her to be dead. The idea that she wasn’t… That opens so many other questions that he has no time to ask. But she’s staring back at him. His mom is staring back at him. The mom he believed death more than 180 years ago.

But she’s there. Right in front of him. And he could have had a million reactions, but his gut feeling is utter betrayal. The drakonian in front of him has been alive for these past 180 years, and he’s just finding that out. All the years he spent suffering, struggling to even have something to bring to his mouth. All those sleepless nights, all those moments where he was so angry he couldn’t control his inner fire, and almost sent him to prison three times. All of those happened… and she was still alive.

He doesn’t even flinch when he lets out his next words. “I’m not your son. Not anymore. That kid died the day he was put on a ship and sent to another planet.”

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