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cascadianights · 2 months

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I've been trying to put this into words for a While now

I think a big reason a lot of white people have an issue with acknowledging their very real Privilege (beyond the obvious) is that... ok, its the presence of benefits and perks & the absence of barriers and obstacles. But the default assumption of white privilege, of what those benefits or obstacles ARE, is essentially the archetype of a WASP - generally a male one too. This nebulous, theoretical group of perks & lack of barriers that people often present as white privilege (when in reality then tend to be talking about CLASS) fails to capture the lived reality of a VAST, HUGE majority of poor white people.

They're going to be hostile to the idea that they had opportunities to advance in the workplace that others didn't, when they worked the same shit job at the mill their entire short life. The idea that they had alumni family to help secure them a good spot at a college their parents paid for, rather than being the first person in their family to go to even community college just to have to drop out and take care of siblings. The idea that they lived life with financial and food stability, when they grew up in a family of 8 siblings having a slice of bread each for breakfast and lunch because their mom couldn't access birth control and their dad was an abusive drunk. These aren't theoretical exceptions! This isn't the minority of white people, this is the reality for MILLIONS of people!!

There are absolutely things that apply across the board when talking about white privilege - situations a white person will never face because they are white, that a black person will face because they are black. But is that divide, based on race instead of assumptions about class, really the image conjured by/for many people when we talk about white privilege now? Especially in current liberal circles, where any level of privilege can be used to discredit and dismiss someone's reality - to declare them exempt from a huge swath of dangers, and benefit to a theoretical upper class lifestyle of relative ease. The logic follows that if the speaker is white, or white-passing, much about their life can be assumed and much can be written off that they could not possibly understand or have experienced - they must out and offer another aspect of their identity (disabled, queer, fat, etc) to show they have any right to speak on marginalization. Being white protects you around cops, until the moment you're dirt poor, or disabled, or visibly trans, or just the right queer body they were looking to teach a lesson to that night. Being white protects you in our current government, until you're a felon with no vote, or a disabled person declared unfit to make your own decisions and sterilized.

All this to say, liberals cannot keep clinging to the idea & narrative that white equals automatic access to a huge amount of privileges and protections that are actually Hugely reliant on class and a lack of intersecting identities. Dirt poor people who hear "white privilege" used almost exclusively to describe WASPS, from the mouths of the Liberal Left who have ignored the plight of the rural poor for decades, who are ACTIVELY making jokes about stupid southerners and how we should just cut off parts of the country and let them drown, will not result in them listening! They will not go self introspect about their own biases! They will not look up the real nuances of white privilege and class privilege and how those are linked but not inextricably. They will not think about how to eliminate barriers and create opportunities for other people. They WILL be further alienated from the left and being able to actually look into their very real privilege in the future though!!

#this is about a division in how white privilege is used as a term not about the actuality of white privilege #you have to use it for what it means and stop applying this nebulous all encompassing Privelege that ties in #class and race and health and security all under the umbrella of how a lot of liberals are talking about white privilege and white people #in ways that are not only inherently downplaying and muddying the class divide (see: people thinking someone barely at middle class is #the equivalent of Very Rich now instead of seeing the GROWING divide bw those who have money and dont #like whiteness is a huge part of it!!! but thats a complex nuanced thing to talk about #when if you would talk about the things white privilege actually is when talking to/about the average poor ass white person #it makes the concept a lot more approachable and understandable and less fucking alienating to the people who #see all the same problems w this country and are listening to the absolute fuckass wrong answers to why and what to do about ir #bc theyre SCARED AND ALIENATED BY THE LEFT and are going w anyone who is marginally listening instead of saying the south should just be #set on fire

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iamthescalesofjustice · 1 year

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newest guy made: guy who ended up in another dimension on one of those dangerous fantasy world youthful adventure things, came back and never opened up to anyone about it, has lived long enough for first contact to happen and now finally has a way to contact the family of his friend who died in the fantasy world bc aliens are not immune to getting taken for dangerous portal fantasy bildungsromans either.

#oc stuff #hes like welp. this is gonna be rough but they deserve to know what happened to xerand i can finally pass on the data-band (alien #smartphone equivalent which is the last thing he has of xer and which he has been carefully guarding for decades bc it had the logs of #xer journey and therefore of his as well)'#he could have proved it with that evidence but like. he just kept his head down and let people think he was kidnapped in a less fantastical #way rather than bother grappling with the stuff that would have resulted from trying to tell people #there are like 4 other aliens he met too but they werent his best friend yknow

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sysig · 3 months

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It started with a whisper ♥ (Patreon)

#Doodles #SCII #Helix #ZEX #Crackship #Xigbar #Of all the crackships that I didn't expect I probably wouldn't have expected these two the most lol #I super wasn't expecting to feel So strongly about them this is like multi-tier Big Feelings in varying directions #One - ZEX - obvious (lol) | Two - Xigbar (hehe II hehehe) - I think I mentioned it like maaaybe once over here but I was Huge into KH #Specifically Org XIII specifically-specifically 358/2 it is the only game in the Kingdom Hearts line that I've beaten and probably ever will #Oh no wait that's not true I did play through all of the DS release of Re:Coded but like......does that count lol I think no #I played the intro of Kingdom Hearts II and shut it off after the bit with Roxas and Sora like - the egg scene how do I non-spoilers this #I own it and I will never beat it I am too sad I want only my Nobodies lol <3 #Kingdom Hearts had a big influence on me - that and Magic Knight Rayearth are a big explanation as to Why I'm Like This lol #Cough cough casting away the dark parts of your heart only for it to come back and bite you later and also The Gay™ lol #But AnyWay lol - Xigbar!#He wasn't my favourite-favourite - aside from Main Characters that'd probably go to Marluxia - but I still hold him very fondly!!#Definitely doodled him a good bit he's very handsome ♪#And just - ah ♥ An old fave and a new(er) fave interacting and making each other happy and feel nice and play well I just fsalkfdf #As well as that being Max's body! There's something heightening about all these different aspects that was just overwhelming to me haha <3 #If it's not already obvious - yes this was the happy cries lol this is the only explanation I have haha #I feel very strongly about Them and Interactions and Feeling Nice and fjdslafsdf #Anyway! This isn't Just them! Just a lot haha ♪#I have started a playlist lol - so far it's just this song - Everybody Talks - but some of the others from SCII playlist fit well too :)#The rest is just ZEX being cute hehe <3 ZEX not understanding what crying is is very interesting to me :3c No VUX equivalent?#Seems like they don't have the same kinds of chemicals like adrenaline et al so I guess a flushing system isn't as necessary! Interesting :D #ZEX fumbliness leading to him being a bit on the back foot is so cute hehe <3 He wants so loudly and openly but actually accomplishing it-#I also really like how he holds himself - all the tension through him to fight against new muscles and bone everything too alien!#I imagine his hands as being very rigid and all the fingers pulled together straight but that could just be how he describes bones hehe #Alien in there <3 Plenty to read into :3c

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i-drop-level-one-loot · 9 months

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*NSFW* How to train your pet Human pt. 3 (Yandere!Alien x GN!Reader)

CW: Dub-con, mild psychological distress, mind break, dead dove fic

Part 1, part 2

Kirtch slumped over his friend's standing chair, miserable and mopey.

A tall creature, taller than even Kirtch, sighed dramatically, sauntering around their depressed friend with a smaller horned being crawling behind them.

"I don't understand what I'm doing wrong." Kirtch whined pathetically in Jaudna's native tongue. Jaudna made a gurgling sound with the soft spot on their head, the closest human equivalent being someone rolling their eyes. They sprawled across their lounging seat, motioning for their pet to stay on his knees.

"I'll tell you exactly what you've done wrong. You pampered them too much."

"I punish them!"

"You punished them for their escape attempt. That was it. You've allowed your pet to test your authority in plenty of ways after that."

The man on his knees pleaded with his eyes to be let up, but stayed perfectly still, like he wasn't alive. Kirtch noted Jaudna's pet's demeanor with discomfort. That discomfort only lasted until he imagined (Reader) in that same position, looking up at him with their large dewy eyes, waiting so patiently to be held by him... his discomfort was replaced by jealousy.

"You don't understand, (Reader's) such a sweet little pet, and whenever they struggle they're so cute about it. I just can't understand why they aren't happy."

"Humans' minds are incredibly flawed. According to the few psychological texts I have gotten my claws on over the years, their memory is not set in stone like ours, it is fickle and easily manipulated. One of my books referenced a case in the nation called 'The United States of America' where nearly the entire country fell into panic over an imaginary evil, because a few doctors used a phoney science called 'hypnotism', a practice they believed could help recover forgotten memories, on a bunch of children, but accidentally implanted false memories of abuse, leaving the children traumatized, believing that they had been victims of a horrific occult."

Kirtch looked to his good friend nervously. "Are you implying I do something nefarious to my pet's mind?"

"No, I'm showcasing an example of how stupidly easy it should be to train your pet to love you." They tossed a book into Kirtch's hands, the cover printed with a photograph of a wild looking man, with fluffy hair and dark, hateful eyes. "Hypnotism isn't the only creative way humans have learned to reprogram each other."

Kirtch almost threw the book back, but saw Jaudna's unnamed pet still sitting so patiently for his master, and the pain in his body where his heart may have been throbbed again. "Thank you.. Jaudna."

(Reader) had waited for what they assumed to be well over an Earth day, alone in Kirtch's quarters, waiting for his return. The only company they received were the employees who brought their meals, speaking down at them in a language they didn't know, but could understand the disgust. It had been over a month since their fight with Kirtch. Every day since had been nothing but hell, feeling like their heart had been ripped out, they laid in their bed cage, only moving when necessary, allowing themselves to hide away inside their own mind.

The main door opened again, and (Reader) could hear Kirtch's long, graceful steps as he passed through the study and into the bedroom. "(Reader)? Are you still in bed?"

In an act of defiance, (Reader) kept their mouth shut, pulling the blanket tighter around their shoulders. But it was of little use, as Kirtch easily lifted their purposefully dead weighted body out of the bed.

"I'm sorry I was gone for so long, pet, but I had to see an old friend for advice." He carried (Reader) back to his desk, sitting them in his lap, fighting to hold them upright as they flopped about limply. "(Reader), please sit up so I can take off your shirt."

He began working on the wrists, the intricate metal cuffs with multiple buttons that almost acted like locks, and (Reader) subtly straightened their back to give him better access to the neck corset thing, thankful to finally have it off for a couple hours at least. (Reader) had grown to find it somewhat elegant the past few months, but it still was an incredible pain in the ass.

Feeling the air on their neck was bliss, and (Reader) immediately ran their fingers over their skin. (Reader) breathed a deep sigh, relaxing their body unintentionally. But almost as soon as their hands left their throat, a new collar was latched into place, a loud mechanism clicking as it tightened, stabbing the back of their neck with what felt like a fixed needle.

(Reader) cried out in pain, sprawling out their limbs on reflex, pushing themselves out of Kirtch's embrace and onto the floor, lying naked on their knees as they clawed at the collar, desperate to relieve the pain.

"What?? Why?" Their voice was barely audible through their sobs.

"I'm so sorry my pet, the pain will end soon, wait-" Kirtch pushed a button on what looked like a remote, and (Reader) could physically feel the rush of liquid enter their body, then the pain lightened, leaving (Reader) almost euphoric in it's absence.

"What is this? Why did you do this?" Betrayal laced their tone, and Kirtch looked almost on the verge of tears, but he stood still, refusing his urge to scoop up his little pet and beg for forgiveness.

"I know now that I didn't train you correctly, and for that I am sorry. I've given you too much leeway, and that is why you've been so unhappy." He took a ragged breath, thumbing the controller as he thought out his words. "I didn't want to do this, but I care about your happiness. This is for the best."

"So you put a shock collar on me?" (Reader) asked incredulously, spitting venom.

"No, nothing barbaric like that!" Kirtch looked hurt, flinching as he almost dropped onto his knees to comfort (Reader). "I just need to convince you that you're happy here with me, just as I did the first night you were here, to help you release your stress."

(Reader) remembered the shot he gave them, that first night when Kirtch used a toy to get them off, the hormones he artificially added to their body to make them feel pleasure, and then thought about the pain in the back of their neck. The color drained from their face. There were only two options; plead or double down.

"You can manipulate me all you like, I'll never be happy here." A tear escaped as (Reader) transformed their hurt into anger. "I deserve someone who will love me, not as a pet, but as an equal. Because I am a human fucking being. And we have partnerships. We don't jack off our pets, we do not love our pets like we love the people we have sex with, because that- that is not okay! Why did you.." (Reader) couldn't stop themselves from crying, looking up to try to at least slow the waterworks.

The silence between them was loud. (Reader) turned away, wiping away their snot with their bare arms.

"Pet, noun; a domestic or tamed animal kept for companionship or pleasure. Adjective; denoting a thing that one devotes special attention to or feels particularly strongly about." (Reader) looked up, horrified. "Your's may not be my first language, but I feel I had a pretty decent grasp on my understanding of what a pet is."

Kirtch placed a hand over his face to hide his expression.

"You'll be happier once this is all over. I promise."

"You son of a-!" (Reader) couldn't finish their sentence, more fluid passed into their spine, followed by an immediate sense of emptiness. Extreme anxiety flooded their body, causing severe stomach pain almost instantly. They collapsed, holding onto their midsection, their bare skin clammy. "What? Why?"

"No more talking back to me, pet." Kirtch kept his voice steady.

(Reader) cried out, rapidly becoming exhausted from heavy nothingness filling their body. "Please.. stop.."

Kirtch nodded, appearing relieved. He pushed another button, and the emptiness ebbed away, leaving (Reader) numb.

"I don't understand why you're doing this." (Reader) weakly grumbled, too tired to pick themselves up.

"Because I want you to be happy."

"I'll never be happy with you."

"Why?"

"Because! I deserve to be loved!"

"I love you-"

"Fucking liar." (Reader) snarled, knowing that this would cause them to be punished again, but needing to get in the last word. Kirtch looked so miserable, so crushed by (Reader's) words, but they felt vindicated by his pain. They needed to twist the knife deeper.

He smiled, so sadly, and grabbed a blanket, bending onto one knee as he covered his pet. "I love you, (Reader)."

Their heart clenched, and their face flushed. Immediately they searched his hands for the remote. "S-stop that."

"I love you."

Chemicals pumped into their neck, making (Reader) feverish and causing their thighs to ache. Their breath hitched, and tears of betrayal escaped. "I hate you."

"I know."

More pain gripped their throat, regret causing physical discomfort. "Why are you doing this?"

His smooth shelled fingers caressed their jaw, tenderly cradling (Reader's) face as though he needed them. Kirtch's touch sent shivers across (Reader's) skin, and they couldn't tell if it was because of the collar or their loneliness, but they wanted to pull him closer, make him touch them more.

"I will live for much longer than you. I will watch you grown old, and die. Even then, I will still love you. You are the most incredible creature I've ever met. I don't mind if you push me away, and slap at me. I just want you to be happy, at least most of the time." His head grew closer, his hardened face almost brushing (Reader's). "Let me make you happy."

'I need to fight back. Make him pay! I'm practically a slave! He bought me! I'll never see my family again because of him!'

(Reader) leaned forward, mind melting through their ears from the intense heat, and smashed their lips onto where his should have been.

All rational thoughts were drowned out by the intense need. They needed him, his love. (Reader) was aware of the sound of buttons clicking, but they couldn't stop, crawling onto Kirtch's body, feeling the edges of his joints scraping their back as his hands hungrily roamed their body, wanting to touch everything.

They would have felt ashamed, knowing how aroused they were, their exposed body touching Kirtch's stomach. Sweat was clinging to (Reader's) skin, and their eyes drooped stupidly. The only thing they could think of was relieving themselves, and wanting to see Kirtch relieved as well.

"Are you going to fuck me?" (Reader) whined between wet kisses, drunk on his touches.

"I will, if you want me to."

Their mood shifted, frustration beginning to surface again. "No. If you love me, wouldn't you want me?"

Kirtch sighed, fiddling with the remote behind (Reader's) back. "I do not have the same nervous system as humans do. We only engage in sexual acts for the purpose of procreation."

Shame shocked (Reader), sobering them up instantly. "Oh. I- I am so sorry." (Reader) moved to get off of Kirtch, but was held in place by the much stronger being.

"I will, to make you happy."

"No, I'm sorry! It won't make me happy knowing you aren't feeling good. I'm-I'm sorry, please let me go."

Kirtch pressed the button again, watching his pet's face darken and their mouth go from frightened to slack jawed. "Knowing you are feeling pleasure, from me, and only me, will bring me more joy than I can express." His cloak was ripped away, revealing his gorgeously colored exoskeleton. Kirtch gripped (Reader's) face tighter, forcing his blue tongue deep into their mouth, bursting with pride at the sounds (Reader) was making.

"What do you want me to do?" Kirtch asked, not intending on sounding like he was teasing them, but Kirtch craved the sound of their voice begging him.

"Please.." (Reader) swallowed their drool, feeling the hormones pumping into their brain, but too horny to care. "Please fuck me."

The spot on his pelvis where a human's genitals would be split open and a long, slimy cock revealed itself, growing behind (Reader's) back to a horrifying size. (Reader) only became aware of his erection when it fell forward, slapping against (Reader's) ass and lower back. In their intoxicated state, they turned back to look at what had suddenly touched them, and their eyes grew large in surprise. "Is that..? That's too big..."

Off balance and tipsy, (Reader) turned around, still sitting on Kirtch's abdomen, so that they were facing his exposed dick, and touched it experimentally. It was ridiculously huge, but because of the hormones being injected into (Reader's) neck, they were ravenous, using both hands to pump up and down on the shaft as they stuck the thin tipped head into their mouth, tasting Kirtch passionately. Kirtch was beyond elated, watching his precious pet so needy for him.

Kirtch picked (Reader) up, moaning at the popping sound as he pulled their mouth away from his body, seeing nothing but love in (Reader's) eyes as he spun them back to face him, and slowly began lowering (Reader) onto his naturally lubricated member. "Keep looking at me."

(Reader's) mind was hazy, and it felt like they were about to die, saliva and alien fluids leaking out their mouth and down their chin. Their internal voice had gone silent, the amount of tampering that had been done to their brain left (Reader) devoid of rational thought and intellect. "Yes sir." They barely got the words out as Kirtch entered their body, sliding into their needy little hole easily and without resistance, ramming himself in so their pelvis smacked into his shell with a wet plop, bringing (Reader) to a climax just from entering.

"Smile for me, pet." Kirtch cooed joyfully, loving how (Reader's) body spasmed, before slowly lifting them up, revealing the trail of their combined wetness stretching between their reproductive organs.

(Reader) smiled, reacting on autopilot as they rode out their orgasm, practically biting off their tongue when their sensitive body connected with Kirtch's again. "Ahhh, I already came! Stop!!" Their words cried for relief, however their voice and smile demanded more. It was too much, and (Reader) did want a break, but it also felt amazing, and that dirty little part of themselves that was desperate for love needed their body to be abused.

Kirtch bounced (Reader) on his cock, fucking them like a toy, regretting that he didn't have a camera rolling to capture just how adorable his pet was in his hands. "Look at how happy you are, pet! Don't you want to be this happy all the time? Don't you always want to be happy, with me?"

Kirtch greedily pushed the button again, peppering (Reader) with kisses as they came again, their sticky juices splattering on his stomach. The squelching sound of (Reader's) bruising body getting fucked by the hard as steel monster beneath them was music to Kirtch's ears. He had, embarrassingly, read the book his friend had lent him, and knew now how humans used pleasure to keep brainwashed people by their side. But it wasn't just pleasure, it was that feeling of connection. He had thought about what (Reader) had said, that humans don't jack off their pets, and that made sense, for animals that did not share the same level of intelligence as an adult human. What (Reader) needed, was to feel equal, to feel like they weren't just a pet, but a partner. So how would they feel, if Kirtch ejaculated so deep into their body they were still excreting his cum weeks later?

"I'm going to mark you as mine, (Reader)." It was a lie, his species did no such thing, but the look of unbridled joy on (Reader's) cross eyed face, the loopy smile that twitched as tears poured down to their chest, was a sight that made it worth lying.

"Are you cumming? Are you cumming in me?" (Reader) slurred, barely holding themselves upright in Kirtch's grasp.

"If you promise to be a good little pet." Kirtch could hold out for as long as needed. His species did not have sex for pleasure, so there was no sense of urgency when they needed to release. He could have continued going for hours, if he hadn't overdone it with the collar. (Reader) was on the verge of passing out.

"I promise! I promise to be a good pet! I promise!" (Reader) exclaimed, colliding their lips back onto Kirtch's as a string of hot sperm shot up into (Reader's) body, a fluid so thick it was practically glue, leaving (Reader) feeling physically full. Kirtch couldn't help but push the button again, seeing his pet overflow with adoration for him.

"I love you, (Reader), I really really do."

Kirtch whispered sweet nothing's into his pet's ear as they passed out, then carried them to his bed, tucking in their swollen body, not minding the mess. (Reader) really was the most beautiful and adorable little pet in the entire universe. He doubt that he would ever get another pet after (Reader) was gone. He sat on the floor, rubbing circles into their tear stained cheeks, smiling contently.

Of course, the next day Kirtch would have to use the collar, showing (Reader) how bad they truly felt inside when they refused to get out of bed, and while it was awful making them cry when they tried to refuse to eat, it was for the best. Kirtch knew it wouldn't take long for (Reader) to graduate from needing their collar, and that soon they would always be by his side, begging him to pick them up and play with them. It didn't matter whether (Reader) needed cuddles or needed to be filled with his seed, Kirtch would overuse that remote until they desired his touch all the time.

He didn't mind the glassy, doll like glaze to their eyes, the change in their speech, the way they began crying whenever it looked like Kirtch was unhappy, or how they stopped pushing him away. After months of flushing their system with artificial love, Kirtch knew that his pet was happy with him. And that was all that mattered.

#yandere #yandere alien #yandere alien x reader #pet human #cw dubcon #mind break #dead dove do not eat #dead dove fic #cw mind control #part three

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colorfuldreamjester · 1 year

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so, i've fallen down the "humans are weird" rabbit hole, and i couldn't help but notice most of it is about how humans are just really durable, adorable, friendly, how we'd pack bond with anything, about how we have such a hive-mind and empathy and determination to survive when things get rough, how we could survive things most other aliens would die from, how we could eat stuff that would poison other aliens, how we inject ink into our skin and pierce it with pieces of metal and drink toxic substances for the sake of entertainment..

it's always human defences and endurance

but i never see people talking about human **aggression**

like, imagine a spaceship happens to have several humans on it even if most residents are alien species, and two of the humans get in a fight.

and i'm not just talking physical, i'm sayin' all kinds of fights.

imagine if two humans got in a serious screaming match and genuinely hurt a few of the alien species sensitive to loud sounds as they watch, flabbergasted at how the two are literally yelling in each-other's faces without breaking a sweat or getting tired from it, while one of the sound-sensitive aliens literally passed out because it was SO loud

or imagine them simply being in shock after interacting with humans for a long time and having this image in their head of humans being so friendly and able to get along with anything and anyone, including stabby, or any predatory, aggressive species we just so happen to find cute. that image getting completely shattered seeing two of the humans they're friends with showing clear anger and aggression in a display they could only describe as "terrifying" in the most visceral sense of the word

or two humans getting in an actual physical fight, and here's where the *several* humans on ship part comes into play,

so the two are duking it out in a violent display of pure hatred while other humans, amused and thoroughly entertained by the violence that would already have put any of the less durable aliens out of commission gather around the fighting pair and start ominously chanting "FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT"

prior, the aliens hadn't dared intervene or get any closer because either way they recognized it as a danger

meanwhile some humans JOIN IN for absolutely no reason and it becomes a full on riot

and the aliens just stare like ?????

confused at why they'd find it so endearing, at why they'd literally join for no reason at all, horrified by even just a punch to the gut because to some of the more vulnerable aliens that's their equivalent of literally getting an organ ripped out of them and somehow STILL fighting and then ripping out an organ out of the opponent themselves

and most of all, if humans are capable of befriending aggressive, large predatory beings and getting along with practically everything,

what from the fresh pits of hell triggered two *humans* to fight *each other* of all creatures?

(that is, assuming aliens don't have much knowledge of our history, wars, politics, etc of course.)

#humans #humans are space orcs #humans are space australians #humans are strange #humans are weird #humans are space badgers #humans are eldritch horrors

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bumblingbabooshka · 2 years

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if you Had to redesign Vulcans what would you do?

i like the idea of them having digitigrade legs (possibly from evolving from feline like apes? or something like that) and being taller on average than humans . Much bigger pointer ears that can maybe swivel . this one is more out there but y’know how humans can grab shit with our toes if we want to? maybe vulcans have a much harder time with that and their feet just weren’t made for stuff like that . i can’t see them being able to climb trees super well in general idk why . also i think they should be allowed to have fucked up eyes .

ALSOO maybe they have different teeth than humans but i don’t know in what sense (i saw a comic once abt vulcans not losing their teeth as humans do and sarek getting freaked out when baby spock offered him a tooth) . also also vulcans remind me of Kangaroos for some reason . sorry for rambling !!

You have lovely ideas~! Hmm....I like the way Vulcans look! In my mind Vulcans' pupils change more drastically than humans in accordance to the light surrounding them so they can see better in the dark (though better doesn't mean WELL.) I noticed that Tuvok's room is pretty consistently low lit with candles all around so I wonder if dimmer light is preferred by Vulcans. They do love their caves v_v Headcanon that the skin on their feet is generally tougher from being used to the sand and rock. Also that they have stronger teeth than humans. I always draw Vulcans with larger ears bc I personally like drawing them that way! I think it'd be cute if Vulcans had things that they used to do but now consider too undignified. Like how Ferengi hiss! More of that sort of thing for aliens, I think it's very cute! For instance I think it'd be so funny if Vulcan 'laughter' sounded nothing like a human laugh and more of a weird shrill shriek....like yeah, sure...make your Vulcan friend laugh...see what happens. I'm the most basic person alive so you know I like purring. I think it's a soothing method rather than a way of showing pleasure. If your baby is upset you hold em close and start purring and they calm down a little.........baby in any sense of the word. But it's considered cringe in modern day Vulcan. Like, it's a tad too emotional. Control yourself why don'tcha? v_v

Also what if Vulcans had like...(about to show how little I know about biology) like...stomach pouch thing internally? That if they drank a whole bunch of water could store it. A lil survival gut! Most importantly I think Vulcans should be weak to more things and the stupider the weakness the better. (Like the Chocolate thing) The idea about them not being able to climb a tree is so funny to me...Vulcan ensigns that just keep fucking falling out a tree. They can run faster and are three times stronger but climbing a tree? Impossible. Ground and cave is where it's at...not sky. If it's cold I think they should immediately get the urge to crawl somewhere dark and fall asleep and have to fight so hard against it.

#if there's a species I would most like to redesign it would be ocampans!#I'm not very creative when it comes to Creature Design....I like that most star trek aliens are humanoid...it makes them easier to draw #though I do think aliens can be humanoid and also get a lil wild #more aliens should have weaknesses equivalent to when you put a towel over a birdcage and they think it's bedtime #thank you for the ask~!#Q&A #anon #half of these are just what I personally think would be cute but that's what HAPPPEEENS #I operate on VIBES

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johannestevans · 1 month

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What I love about the laios/kabru dynamic is that like. Laios is more comfortable with and obsessed with animals and monsters, monsters being his Special Interest

And it's like. One thing feeds into the other - he's alienated so he relates to and studies monsters

And this in turn triggers everyone around him to alienate and ostracize him further

MEANWHILE like. Kabru has always been ostracised because of like, his own features, his light eyes contrasted with his skin, and his early exposure to the monsters of the dungeon nearby

For him BECAUSE of like, not his fear of monsters, but because of the political situation around how everyone there was killed, HIS focus and obsession and his own autistic Special Interest has become other people. Their thoughts, their machinations, the ways they lie and obscure

And because of people's obfuscations, as soon as he meets laios his obsession becomes laser-focused on laios himself, because this is a man with almost no machinations. He's been so focused on animals and now monsters his whole life, and SO autistic without learning to mask

Whereas kabru like. ALL he has is a mask. Esp BC of the implication of racism that he's experienced within the text like, even his face has been treated physically as more like a mask than a human face, and then its just lies on masking on obfuscation on repression

Whereas laios feels every single emotion immediately and painfully, and he expresses almost all of them openly - his love, his enthusiasm, his curiosity, his frustration, and to a limited extent, his rage and anger

Here you have laios, treated like a monster so he's become obsessed with monsters, to the extent that he almost fears people more despite craving to be with them, to be seen by them and loved by them, and to an extent being blind to the extent of their cruelties

And here you have Kabru, not treated like a monster, but treated effectively as less IMPORTANT than a monster, because of other people's politics and motivations, to the extent that he has become obsessed with appearing like The Right Person to every single person he meets

It's no wonder that Kabru should become so utterly obsessed with Laios, with studying him - and no surprise either that Laios should enthuse about this undivided and devoted attention that feels equivalent in EFFORT to love and friendship... And isn't that enough?

And at first, no, but I think. So rapidly it would and could become so. Because laios' loyalty is so fierce and devoted, and I think Kabru would be blindsided by how EAGER laios is to please him even though kabru remains, in his own eyes, distant and a bit apart from him

And kabru for like. Studying laios so fervently and focusedly, as intense and off-putting as that may be, he comes to and will come further to understand laios better and more intuitively than anyone else, and no one in the world but falin has ever BOTHERED to do that

And isn't that love? Kabru might not call it that, might be disdainful at the very idea, but if it walks like love and talks like love and feels like love and takes even more effort than love... That's enough, right? That's good, right? Laios is grateful

And the more grateful he is, the more frustrated Kabru will get. Doesn't he respect himself? Doesn't he want more? Doesn't he care enough to DEMAND more?But laios doesn't like to make demands - he likes to be grateful for what he's given. For kabru.

#musings #delicious in dungeon #dungeon meshi #Labru #kabru of utaya #laios touden

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Evolution? We don't need no Evolution!

Wherever Aliens gather to sit down, do the equivalent of a 1km stare and drink things that make you feel like being gently smacked with a slice of lemon wrapped around a gold brick, eventually the topic of Humans will come up.

"They're semi aquatic." one says. "I swear. We were on a beach and we had this human - You know, to carry stuff and do Human related Things. And they just went 'oh what a lovely day' and then they ... ran into the sea."

They pause and take a long drink.

"No exo suit. Just splash splash splash, and then they fell under the water."

The others nod or quiver in agreement. "Don't tell me" the Tsin says, their scales painted with that human Nail Polish. The shade called Pining of You looked especially good. "They ran back out holding something horrible and toothy, and immediately adopted it."

The first alien snorts. "No. Sort of. We thought they'd fallen into a sink hole. We had no idea! They were swimming! Like a Tsuga! Just looking at everything underwater and then popping up and going back down... you know... they jsut. They just stop breathing? Because breathing might be inconvenient so they... stop." they say.

Everyone pauses to think about this.

"I mean... how does that even work?" one slender, feathery being asks. "But they're not aquatic. You know how I know? Because I've seen them fly."

Another pause.

"Bullshit." someone says. "They don't have wings."

"No no... but they can make them. AND and and... I don't mean like ships. No! they make them out of fabric and sticks."

The Tsin looks into her drink and then sideways at the make who's been staring at her scales for the last ten minutes. He puffs up a little. "Mm. What as an art project?" she says.

The feathery being declines this supposition and responds, "No. They built them then they go up somewhere nice and high and they pick them up and take a big run - You ever see one running? Terrifying. And they... jsut..." the feathery being makes a sweeping gesture.

"Up into the sky. For hours. Then they come down and slide to a stop and put everything away and... How do you do that? How do you fly and then decide, oh I'll just go on with being a normal terrestrial animal, ho hum, nothing special."

The Tsin coyly blows a bubble at the preening male and shrugs.

"Mmmmy theory is they're bad at evolution." she says. "So they gave up and now they just turn into whatever they need to be for as long as they need it."

There's a certain amount of consideration at this and the Tsin puts her drink down and wiggles her fingers to everyone and leaves to investigate that tasty little male with the gorgeous blue markings.

The tall and frondy being quivers and splays it's fronds. "That's a horrible thought. Imagine if they decided to become plants?!"

"Ah well" says a very drunk Waallondernook, "Funny you should mention that..."

#Humans are Space Orcs #Humans are weird

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pandoraslxna · 6 months

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❄️ Kinkmas — 09. Xenophilia ❄️

Neteyam x female human reader x Lo‘ak

⋆｡° ✮ Minors Dni 🔞

⋆｡° ✮ Kinkmas Masterlist

⋆｡° ✮ Warnings: alien biology, oral (m receiving), threesome (mmf), dirty talk, praise, bioluminescence cum, a/b/o elements

⋆｡° ✮ Art credit: @sleepthight____ on twitter

⋆｡° ✮ Translations: sevin = pretty, paskalin = honey

It’s curiosity that makes you do it, but you don’t even dare to complain about the turn of events when two sets of loincloths are discarded to somewhere on the ground and you’re suddenly face to face with the two strangest, yet most prettiest cocks you’ve ever seen.

Their tails rhythmically sway behind their backs, excited and eager, and they stare you down so intensely and with so much lust in their eyes that your heart begins to race.

Alien, that’s what they look like to you.

You’ve seen the human equivalent a dozen times before, in reality, in porn, in biology books. You know what they’re supposed to look like for your kind. But this is all different.

To be fair, Lo’ak’s cock looks a lot more human like than you thought. It’s still blue, obviously, and there’s also his enormous size, big enough to be compared to your forearm, but it looks relatively close to a human dick. His tanhì seem to sparkle in the rhythm of his throbbing heartbeat, the mushroom-like tip leaking pre-cum from it’s slit that almost looks… shimmery.

And then there’s this part of him that’s not so human like. A knot on the base of his shaft. It’s not that big, not yet, but that thing is supposed to… it’s supposed to swell the closer he is to his climax, and then he can push it inside his preferred mate. The primary reason for this is to ensure impregnation. You swallow thickly at the thought of that thing going inside you– going inside anywhere. Would it even fit? You doubt it.

What takes you by surprise is that unlike Lo’ak, Neteyam’s cock seems to come out of a slit. You guess the reason for this must’ve been in their mixed DNA, because just like some of their other features, Lo‘ak comes more like his father who was once human himself, while Neteyam comes after his mother, gifting him with the more Na‘vi-like features.

In comparison to size, he‘s not so different from Lo‘ak. Maybe a little girthier, and his knot seems to be more prominent too, but that’s it.

What’s interesting however is, that his shaft is glistening slightly in what you assume must be some natural lubricant from it’s protecting sheath, and you fight the urge to touch it just yet. Not before you’re done with your admiration.

Luckily, both men seem to be pretty content with just standing there, grinning from ear to ear as they watch you squirm and shuffle on your knees while you take in every detail of their foreign biology. It’s for scientific reasons after all. At least that’s what you had told them, but neither of you was so sure about this now.

"What’s the matter, hm? Nervous?", Lo‘ak is the first to break the silence, cocking his head in a teasing way as he glances down at you.

You know he’s referring to the way you’re suddenly struck speechless, when you can normally barely keep your mouth shut. The deep blush spreading over your cheeks must’ve been a pretty clear sign to them that your thoughts had wandered far off the original purpose of this whole situation.

"No", you breathe out, and mentally curse the way your voice comes out quiet and a little shaky.

"Don’t be", Neteyam smiles warmly. "You can touch us if you want."

You can’t help the way your mouth begins to salivate as you watch Lo‘ak stroke his hard cock right in front of your face, the tip leaking more pre-cum with every tug and pull. "Go on, baby. Don’t be shy", Lo‘ak urges, licking his lips, and Neteyam gives you a small, reassuring nod.

You shuffle a little closer on your knees and then take them both into your trembling hands. Neteyam sucks in a breath at the sensation of your soft hands on his cock and Lo‘ak let’s out a small groan. They’re both very warm to the touch, skin taunt and firm. You squeeze Lo‘ak’s cock with your left hand and stroke Neteyam‘s with your right.

They twitch and throb in your palms, both of them too big for you to close your hands entirely around their girth. The realization alone makes you feel uneasy, and you slowly begin to feel heat pooling from your core and smearing between your thighs. Experimentally, you switch between squeezing and stroking, letting your hands glide over their knots, thumbs swiping over their leaking slits.

Heat floods your cheeks when Neteyam suddenly cups your face in one hand and steps just a little closer. You exchange a glance, like a silent confirmation of consent, before he nudges the head of his cock against your plump lips, smearing his pre over them with relish.

"Say you want it, c‘mon", Neteyam mumbles lowly, too lost in the sight of your lips on his cock to even look you in the eyes, "Say you want to suck our cocks. We know you do."

Lo‘ak’s cock throbbed in sympathy at his words, his hands closing tight around your own as he slowly rocked his hips forward to thrust into your palm. You almost didn’t hear the muttered Na‘vi curses over the rapid sound of your own breathing.

You then press a small kiss to his tip and Neteyam can’t help but huff out a breath, smiling at the precious sight before him.

Both of them were watching you with half lidded eyes, as you dragged your tongue up the underside of his cock, making him groan, enjoying the feeling of that wet, warm muscle against his hard length.

The taste of his pre-cum is strangely sweet, you think to yourself. Not at all like human seed tastes.

You drag the flat of your tongue up, the tip of it flicking just beneath the head of his cock, before you take him into his mouth and start bobbing your head up and down. His hips jerk at the sensation and he rolls his neck back with a moan. "Fuuck, there you go", he breathed heavily, "That’s it, sevin. Good girl, keep going just like that."

Meanwhile, Lo’ak tries to restrain himself– to restrain the urge to just flip you onto your stomach and fuck you senseless, make you scream his name for the whole lab to hear, while you stroke his cock in a similar pace as you sucked off his brother. Spitting onto his shaft, it lubes the way for you to stroke him more fluidly, faster, and he thrusts forward into your palm.

Neteyam was so far from being fully buried inside your mouth, his size was making it incredibly difficult, but he could feel you push yourself to your limit. You were making these wet noises that went straight to his dick, while your soft hands stroked every inch your mouth couldn’t reach.

"Eywa, if her mouth is already this tight…", Neteyam mumbled between low groans, his hand cradling the back of your head and gently pushing you up and down his length and you willingly let him guide you.

"I can’t wait to feel that sweet human pussy around me", Lo‘ak chimed in, winking at you when you glanced in his direction. "But first I want those pretty lips on me. C‘mon baby, my turn."

Just as your gagging had grown a little louder, you’re suddenly pulled off of his cock. Both of them admire the strings of glistening saliva connecting Neteyams tip to your swollen lips, while you gasp for air, panting. Your hands however keep pumping both of their cocks, as you turn your attention to Lo‘ak.

"Open wide for me", he says with a grin and you don’t hesitate to do as your told. The younger Sully brother moans obscenely as he slides into your mouth, hips already twitching with the effort to not hold your head still and just fuck your throat.

You look up at him, the tears that had been picking at the corner of your eyes finally tickle down your cheeks, more sounds of little gags filling their ears as he hits the back of your throat, not even halfway in.

"You look so pretty like that, making all these cute noises for us", Neteyam muses and Lo‘ak hums in agreement. "Go on, paskalin. Why don’t you make us cum on that pretty face, hm? I promise you‘ll like it", he says, which makes a knowing grin appear on Lo‘aks face. They share a look between each other just as you switch back to sucking on Neteyam‘s cock, and your brows furrow in curiosity.

"Oh, you’ll definitely want to see that", Lo‘ak chuckles, both of them grinning at you in a way that makes a tingle of excitement run up your spine. "Human girls look prettiest when they’re covered in na‘vi cum…"

#avatar12daysofkinkmas #neteyam x female reader #neteyam x female reader smut #neteyam x human reader #neteyam x reader #lo’ak x female reader #lo’ak x reader #lo’ak x fem!reader #Lo’ak x female human reader #loak x female reader #loak x female reader smut #loak x reader #loak x reader smut #lo’ak x you #atwow #avatar the way of water #avatar #Avatar 2 #Neteyam x reader x loak

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