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The Scientific Guide to Yautja Breeding: An Anthology by californicationist, GloomWitch
Fandoms: Predator: Badlands (2025), Predator Series, Alien vs Predator (Movies), Predator Original Series (1987-1990)
21 Jul 2026
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Recovered from a derelict research vessel, these logs contain the experiences of six scientists who vanished into deep space, leaving behind fractured accounts of their first contact: impossible pregnancies, ritual practices, and whispered confessions about the Yautja hunters they loved and followed willingly into the stars.
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21 Jul 2026
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A glimpse into the years you and Ormund raised Daeron before the war took its toll, and all the years after.
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20 Jul 2026
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a beginner's guide to starting a family by emphemeron
Fandoms: Call of Duty (Video Games)
16 Jul 2026
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Lately, you’ve been thinking about having a baby.
Or: the fertility clinic au
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17 Jul 2026
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Much ails you, and nearly all of it is Ser Duncan the Tall. After months of failed hints, stolen cloaks and increasingly indecent yearning, a small tourney prompts even the gods to decide enough is enough—and place you both within the same four walls.
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Duncan finally turns. “What ails you, girl?”
The stars have multiplied while you were drinking. You squint at them.
“What must I do so you’d call me a good girl?”
There is a small clatter. The bridle has nearly slipped from Duncan’s hand.
You might pretend you said nothing. You might pretend he failed to hear. The wine has carried both mercies well beyond your reach, so you prop yourself on your elbows instead and look at him. He has gone red to the ears, gaze fixed fiercely on the ground between his boots. You bat your lashes. “I can learn tricks.”
For a moment he remains petrified. Then his mouth tightens. “Aye,” he says. “That’s it.” He strides over, crouches and gathers you from the grass. One arm goes beneath your knees, the other round your back, and the ground gives way with astonishing ease.
“Where are we going?” you ask, hope brightening you despite every lesson learnt thus far.
“Yer drunk. I’m puttin’ you to bed.”Bookmarked by Checkeredfox
11 Jul 2026
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For two years, you and Duncan orbit each other inside the same circle of friends, each mistaking the other’s awkwardness for disinterest. Then, one reckless night changes the terms entirely. A story about bad timing, good longing, and leaving the hardest thing until last.
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He starts forward. You put both hands to his chest and stop him, smiling like this is all very funny. “I can manage,” you say. “It’s not far. And I feel a bit better.”“No, you’re not walkin’ alone.”
“Yes I am,” you say. “Stop this.”
You are standing right in his way. Duncan breathes out hard through his nose. “Don’t push me, girl,” he mutters, and bends. Then, his arms go round the backs of your thighs and he swings you over his shoulder.
“Duncan!” you yelp. Bat your funny little fists against his back and kick one foot so hard your slipper falls off. “Dunk, my shoe! Bloody hell, put me down!”
“That’s what y’get for bein’ stubborn,” he says, giving the backs of your thighs one firm settling pat as he walks on.
You keep fighting him, but you laugh all the way through it, bent over his shoulder and kicking your remaining slippered foot at the air. “What has got into you?”
“You. Apparently.”
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26 Jun 2026