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Today is the Independence Day of Ukraine, the most important day in our country, and we are forced to celebrate it in basements or abroad. Ironically, this is exactly the sixth month of the war, that the russian Federation started by attacking our independent state. Country that continues to bomb us every day, not shying away from anything, continues to kill our people and take away our lands. The terrorist state, which has not been recognized as such in all these 6 months ...
Upd:I want to clarify, the war has been going on for 8 years, 6 months of a full-scale (big) war.
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But on such day, I don't want to talk about bad things, I just want to congratulate all Ukrainians on the 31st anniversary of the independence of our state - Ukraine.
Зі святом нас всіх.
З Днем Незалежності України!
#ukraine#war in ukraine#russia is a terrorist state#fuck russia#fucking orcs#День Незалежності України#six months of war#З Днем Незалежності України#The Independence Day of Ukraine#Independence Day of Ukraine#support ukraine#stand with ukraine#Україна#Україна переможе
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Getting domestic in Waterdeep (gale would have the fanciest lounging around robes)
#gale dekarios#baldurs gate 3#gale x tav#gale of waterdeep#myart#tav morn yegoth#i couldnt decide if this was the evening or morning so its up to you if morn is starting his day with a fuck off glass of wine or not#choosing to romance gale as a half orc was a great idea their height difference is everything to me
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thinking about how Humans Are Space Orcs stories always talk about how indestructible humans are, our endurance, our ability to withstand common poisons, etc. and thats all well and good, its really fun to read, but it gets repetitive after a while because we aren't all like that.
And that got me thinking about why this trope is so common in the first place, and the conclusion I came to is actually kind of obvious if you think about it. Not everyone is allowed to go into space. This is true now, with the number of physical restrictions placed on astronauts (including height limits), but I imagine it's just as strict in some imaginary future where humans are first coming into contact with alien species. Because in that case there will definitely be military personnel alongside any possible diplomatic parties.
And I imagine that all interactions aliens have ever had up until this point have been with trained personnel. Even basic military troops conform to this standard, to some degree. So aliens meet us and they're shocked and horrified to discover that we have no obvious weaknesses, we're all either crazy smart or crazy strong (still always a little crazy, academia and war will do that to you), and not only that but we like, literally all the same height so there's no way to tell any of us apart.
And Humans Are Death Worlders stories spread throughout the galaxy. Years or decades or centuries of interspecies suspicion and hostilities preventing any alien from setting foot/claw/limb/appendage/etc. on Earth until slowly more beings are allowed to come through. And not just diplomats who keep to government buildings, but tourists. Exchange students. Temporary visitors granted permission to go wherever they please, so they go out in search of 'real terran culture' and what do they find?
Humans with innate heart defects that prevent them from drinking caffeine. Humans with chronic pain and chronic fatigue who lack the boundless endurance humans are supposedly famous for. Humans too tall or too short or too fat to be allowed into space. Humans who are so scared of the world they need to take pills just to function. Humans with IBS who can't stand spicy foods, capsaicin really is poison to them. Lactose intolerance and celiac disease, my god all the autoimmune disorders out there, humans who struggle to function because their own bodies fight them. Humans who bruise easily and take too long to heal. Humans who sustained one too many concussions and now struggle to talk and read and write. Humans who've had strokes. Humans who were born unable to talk or hear or speak, and humans who through some accident lost that ability later.
Aliens visit Earth, and do you know what they find? Humanity, in all its wholeness.
#humans are space orcs#humans in space#earth is a deathworld#earth is space australia#tagging this so that ppl can find it even though the space shit i write about always feels like its in direct opposition to all the pop tag#also my biggest pet peeve in all of writing - all writing. everywhere. not just in fanfic but books and tv and movies too - is when people#write off an injury by saying something like 'oh nothing bad just a couple of scratches some bruising and a minor concussion' like girl WHA#MiNOr ConCuSSioN is such an oxymoron and I hate it so fucking much. like i dont care how minor it was thats still brain damage.#especially when the same character does this more than once. like im sorry ms. but uh. you can no longer read. or talk eloquently. sorry#evidence: my brother has had two 'minor' concussions and now cannot read write or speak without tremendous effort. And like its totally#ruined my ability to watch action shows/movies because now i just sit there and count how many concussions there characters are getting#after a certain point it becomes totally impossible to believe that these guys are able to function. (still fun to watch tho im not a hater
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Humans have the capability of perceiving when they're being stared at, even if they can't see it.
Dr. T'Chem was staring at Lieutenant /θkɡɾɑːˈŋæ/ (or as his current fling affectionately nicknamed her, "Tucker-Annie"), whose dorsal spikes were still rattling after the incident at the holodeck. It was his first time at the witness stand, and he didn't want to ruin a young star sailor's life.
Lieutenant Tucker-Annie was the combat specialist in charge of the training dojo of Federation Vessel TSN457, named after the Terra-Saturn-Ceres coalition where Dr. T'Chem currently served as the xenoanthropologist charged with facilitating human integration to the local Federation of Fraternal Planets and Satellites. The FFPS had the goal of finding planets with intelligent life to trade resources and technology, and due to their recent incorporation, local research vessels were fitted with diverse crews to acclimate everyone to each other's cultures and biological needs. Dr. T'Chem was the human expert in the ship, and was tasked with helping smooth over interpersonal relations among the crew.
The relations were, at that moment, as bumpy as Lt. Tucker-Annie's dorsal spike line.
An incident had occurred during a training exercise. The squad consisted of a Venusian, two Saturnians, three Ceresians, two monks from the Transcorporeal Temple of Robotic Ascension, and five Terrans (two humans, two dogs and a cybernetically enhanced cat). The exercise consisted of getting through a generic jungle scenario and, unbeknownst to the squad, avoiding a team of ninjas lead by Lt. Tucker-Annie trying to take them out one by one. It was supposed to test the way they would react to a surprise attack.
It was not supposed to reveal that humans could sense when they were being stalked.
Of course, any trained sailor would have an ingrained knowledge of potential threats and how to spot them. Look for the shadows that are too dark, listen for the spot air isn't blowing from, things like that. Basic things most people don't think about but that can be identified if you think about them.
This was not that.
"Something's watching us," said Crew Johnson, in that sloppy way only creatures with lips spoke.
"What do you mean? There's cameras everywhere, of course they're watching us," responded Crew Hessikh, slithering over the vines on a tree branch to cross a river. She grabbed the axe in Crew Johnson's belt with her telekinesis and took down a small tree to serve as a bridge.
"Crew Flufflepaws, could you please take a look?" Asked Crew Johnson, nervously looking around. Crew Flufflepaws got on the tree as well and scanned the terrain from above.
"I can't see anything, or smell anything. And my hearing isn't what it used to be. I'll stay on the lookout for—" a horrendous hiss interrupted the automatic translator's feed. Crew Flufflepaws' comm line cut off.
Hessikh and Johnson looked at each other. That was the strongest fighter of their team, gone. They knew it was a simulation, but it still gave them chills.
The rest of their crew mates were split into two different teams further along the path. Crew Fanning's voice came from the comm line.
"Johnson, Hessikh, are you okay? What happened to Flufflepaws?"
"We don't know, Johnson said something was watching us and it went to check, then we lost comms."
"I felt it too. I know this isn't that kind of exercise but I think— AAAHHH!"
Two blaster shots were heard, then a thud.
Lieutenant Tucker-Annie, who was watching Hessikh and Johnson from the mud pit behind the latter, had her tranquilizer dart ready. She got ready to shoot down Hessikh, but then heard a voice over the comm line.
"Code Lithium, we have a Code Lithium, we have to end the simulation, I just took down- I can't-" the breathing was sounding heavier and faster, too fast for a human.
"Fanning, calm down, remember your sutras. We need you focused, what happened?"
"I felt like I was being watched, so I turned around and saw this thing and it scared me and I jumped and I thought it was on stun mode and-"
"It's alright, we're calling it off. Captain, we have a Code Lithium! End the simulation now or- fuck, there it is again. Hessikh, do you see any heat sources?"
"Nothing out of the ordinary- why haven't they shot it down alre-"
The next thing Lieutenant Tucker-Annie remembered was the sound of a heel turn over the mud, followed by darkness.
Lt. Tucker-Annie woke up in the hospital bay, getting her tail regenerated by a robot nurse. She looked over and found her underling on the next bed, with a huge bandage on the side of his neck and a wing in a cast. Thankfully, he would be alright as soon as the stem cell bank was reprogrammed after her treatment.
The disciplinary board was called, an investigation was open, and both Crew Fanning and their captain were put on paid leave while the investigation was ongoing. Dr. T'Chem was called in as an expert after a review of the holodeck footage revealed there was no way Crew Fanning could have heard, seen or smelled the hidden sailor.
It was the first time in a while he hadn't helped himself to a glass of Venusian whiskey for breakfast. He really didn't want to mess this up.
"And would you care to explain how this is possible, Doctor?" Asked the prosecution, staring him down with an unnerving amount of eyes.
"I am as astounded as this court; our firm has been looking into Terran medical literature and we're still trying to figure out how it works; they don't even know, but they know it does happen, it's been documented for thousands of years. I have a hypothesis, but I don't know if it's even testable."
There was a murmur in the court. The judge asked him to elaborate.
"The way eyesight works is the light bounces off of opaque bodies and in its way it collides with the lenses in our corneas, which send it to the brain as electrical signals to be interpreted. The light that doesn't go into our eyes just bounces off our bodies and other opaque objects as well, the photons go everywhere and anywhere. This is the same for most species in this constellation, including humans. But even other Terran species don't have these abilities, as Crew Flufflepaws has testified."
A begrudging meow was heard from the audience.
"Order in the court, please. Dr. T'Chem, what do you suggest is the origin of this mysterious sense?"
The camera drones all hoovered around him. Dr. T'Chem straightened his fins and got close to the microphone.
"I believe it's possible that humans have a sense of touch so sensitive that they can feel the photons that don't bounce back. The ones that go into an eye instead of an opaque body. I think humans can actually feel in their skin when they are being watched."
There was an uproar in the crowd. His paramour, a dark skinned young human from the human settlement known as "Colombia", grabbed the religious symbol on her necklace and made a gesture with it he hadn't quite figured out yet.
The trial had to go on recess.
The implications were incalculable. Three dozen biologists from six different planets, including Terra, had emailed him before the end of the day to ask him to justify himself. Multiple human religious leaders took the chance to link it to demonic possession or moral evils. By the end of the week, four different labs were trying to figure out a way to double blind test shooting a photon cannon on a human's back and trying to get them to sense it.
But most importantly, the news made it outside of the Federation. The rumours about this new species that couldn't be stalked got so far, it ended up affecting the outcome of a border conflict with the Betelgeuse Libertarian Army on the Federation's favour.
Humans were terrifying.
If this is what they evolved to be, what was their planet like?
#Dr. T'Chem's Office#humans are space orcs#humanity fuck yeah#humans are space oddities#humans are deathworlders#open art guild
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Do you think aliens would get freaked out when we crack our joints?
*human stands up after too long spent hunched over the computer, all joints cracking*
*alien coworker whose only experience with human anatomy comes from movies where crack = broken bone*
#what the fuck what the fuck the new guy just disintegrated his skeleton oh gods whatdoido#humans are space orcs#hfy
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I think a lot of the "humans are space orcs" stuff really underestimates or misunderstands evolution.
Like yes, there are going to be differences between different organisms and stuff and some will have abilities or tolerances that others don't but... generally speaking nothing about us would be a shock to a spacefaring species.
Any planet that develops life, especially if it has reason to evolve into something smart enough to make a spaceship, is going to have competition over resources and stuff. It's going to have some environmental shit going on probably too.
So it would be more like "oh neat, your species is way better at X than us. We can Y better than you though" rather than "WHAT? Your people can WALK REALLY FAR??!?!!!?!?" which is what a lot of these posts kinda sound like.
Not that there wouldn't be surprises - of course there would be - but they would understand evolution and have lots of different critters on their own world to look to for examples. "Oh, you use use specialized cells to detect wavelengths of energy between certain ranges and you call that 'the visible spectrum'? Neat, yeah, we have tools that can do that and there's a type of flying creature on our world that does that." and we'd be all "Oh cool you can detect electrical fields and use that to communicate and detect each other? Yeah, we have some animals that do that to some extent though it seems like you're way better at it. Very cool, we can probably work together to convert light to electrical signals and vice versa so we can communicate."
The social/cultural stuff, general ways they think, etc. would be the part where everything would be totally alien.
#humans are space orcs#humans are weird#humans are space oddities#humans are deathworlders#humans are space australians#humans fuck yeah
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Humans really like space wildlife
As Humanity integrates itself within the Galactic Coalition ever further, trade and travel between Sol and neighboring member systems is growing at exponential rates. In particular, their interest in the native wildlife of other planets is the most widely expanding sector for tourism and commerce.
Even though it is also the most heavily regulated and restricted one, Humans, who typically display a desire to subvert the normal procedures to expedite any process they can, for this they are surprisingly willing and eager to fill in all the necessary paperwork and spend hours upon days making sure they follow and adhere to all the requirements to import some of these creatures.
While such level of determination is not uncommon for new member species who discover a certain non-native creature or something that to the respective natives is commonplace but for them is the pinnacle of exotic, the variety of requests made by Humans is nearly as great as the entire list of known fauna species. And the reasons listed on the forms are even more diverse:
"That's a unicorn! I've always dreamed of having a unicorn and you're telling me there's a dozen subspecies?! Yes, please!!!"
"After reviewing their behavior, this bear-sized fluff-ball is the perfect cat I've always wanted, but couldn't because of allergies. I'll treat them with love and care, my life is incomplete without this fella."
"Tiny. Elephant-duck. Want."
"Our company was looking for a mascot, and these six-legged spindly beaver-crabs are perfect. Here's our mission statement and prepared accommodations for a flock."
"They all said I hallucinated the lizard sasquatch when I was on that acid trip, but now I'll show 'em. It's real. I knew it all along!"
"Aww, these baby puppies are so adorable (referring to the four meter, 800kg Fanged Widowmaker of Abyss Valley predator). My kids were looking through your alien picture books and instantly fell in love with these ones."
And so on. At first we had to reject quite a few, mainly because half of them were deadly beasts from Deathworlds that are almost impossible to capture in the first place. Then the Human officials informed us that, while they will try to stop it from happening, if we don't make importing and adopting even the most dangerous animals in the known Galaxy reasonably possible for them with Human help and expertise in the field, some Humans will set up illegal smuggling rings to "fill the market gap" as they said. Historically, they explained, that causes more problems and expenses than just handling it through official channels.
Reluctantly we were persuaded and have set up a new organization to quell this, apparently, unquenchable Human pack bonding condition. Even if said pet can kill them. We think, as horrible as it may be, that for some that is part of the appeal. Even the ones that breathe out literal poison.
"We'll wear a mask around them. This wendigo-like one is too cute to not get belly rubs."
Said the OFFICIAL Human Representative of a monstrosity that can only be described as the living incarnation of countless teeth, fangs, claws, vivid seizure inducing iridescent feathers, and a body that extends from a inconspicuous ambush pose to a fully 8 meter tall six limbed nightmare machine of Death!
#humans are space orcs#humanity fuck yeah#humans are deathworlders#humans are space australians#humans are space oddities#carionto#aliens are cute#pet the predator
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Remember: Aliens Do Stuff Too
Okay okay okay. I’ve said this before a few times, but it bears repeating.
You can’t have Humans be the ONLY ones who do everything.
Your aliens got to space too, maybe even on their own!
Your aliens (probably) had wars too. (If they didn’t explain why)
Your aliens had an evolutionary history. They did not appear one day and then climbed into a spaceship and picked up your human.
Your aliens have accents and different languages.
Your aliens have bad days.
Your aliens can be petty
Your aliens fight.
Your aliens eat food.
Your aliens want to be their version of loved and feeling belonging
Your aliens do stupid shit.
Your aliens can do stuff Humans can’t.
A lot of Humans are X and Deathworlder and HFY and whatever phrase you want to call it stories have their Humans being these like, savior people. “Oh save me human with your binocular eyesight and ability to make war”
Please.
Your aliens aren’t stupid. They got to space too. They have civilizations too. They lived, they died, they loved, they had families.
The fun comes in exploring the differences. By all means, give your humans something that makes them unique, something that makes them interesting. But don’t give them everything.
Leave room for personality. Leave room for exploring the sames as well as the differences. Leave room for making connections from shared experience.
Just as boring humans are boring, OP humans are boring too.
But, I’m just some guy. Write your story. If you want your humans to be superpowered super people, then go for it.
#humans are deathworlders#humans are space orcs#jpitha#sci fi writing#writing#humans and aliens#humans are space oddities#humans are space capybaras#humanity fuck yeah#Jpitha#hfy
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So you know those silly little plants that evolved defence mechanisms such as literal poison that we eat for recreation for the purposes of experiencing a range of things from “it tastes good” to “I wish to feel the pain that god felt when creating this?” You know, like chocolate, caffeine, pepper, stuff like that?
I just thought of one that I haven’t seen before:
Onions.
Onions were so scared of being dug up and eaten that they just decided to develop highly irritable chemicals so that eating them, or even simply existing within a certain vicinity of them for too long was highly inadvisable if you wanted to keep your nervous system.
And then some fucker came along and said “what is this? Is bulby root! Let’s eat it. Oh that kinda hurts my eyes to be near but it’s fine. Wow that tastes bad but also very good! Let’s get a lot of these and use them as flavouring!”
So anyway my brain thought of that and immediately started trying to write one of those humans are space orcs fics except everyone is trying to secretly kill the humans without them noticing but it keeps backfiring, and one of the things they try to do is feed them all of these “super dangerous things” and then the humans are just like
Ah yes
Finally
Some good fucking food
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Very informative thread about what will happen if the rushists follow through on their threats to blow up Zaporizhzhia nuclear power plant.
Please read the original thread, it has so much more details and consequences.
A think it can be translated by Twitter? But I'll just translate a few points from there:
« 1.Forget about Chornobyl', there was one block. If the nuclear power plant, which the russians clearly mined very carefully, goes up in the air, the consequences will be many times worse. there was one reactor. There are 6 of them at the ZNPP.
2. Let's start with the fact that it will not be possible to immediately deal with the consequences. The nuclear power plant is occupied,russia will not allow us or the IAEA to go there, nor will it send its own to patch it up. that is, we will have a broken nuclear plant and no possibility to close it.
3. The staff won't help as they will most likely get blown up or be unable to repair anything due to radiation leaks. therefore, we proceed from the fact that we have a distributed nuclear power plant, from which there is a constant output of: 1) radioactive fuel. 2) radioactive isotopes. 3) graphite.
4. Pollution goes in two ways. the first - by air. it is the air that will carry the worst - isotopes and volatile substances. I think there is no need to explain that it is almost impossible to protect yourself from this. everything will depend on fate, since we do not know which way the wind is blowing.
5. The second and maybe the worst. water pollution radioactive fuel flows and underground water. and most likely in Dnipro. the design capacity of the Chornobyl' NPP is 6,000 MW, the same as that of the ZNPP. however, the Chornobyl' NPP was in operation for 15 years, and the ZNPP - 37. imagine how many times more nuclear fuel there is.
6. But that's not all) rivers flow not only into the seas. rivers, together with underground waters, moisten the lands of Ukraine. as a result, most of Ukraine's land will be polluted and unsuitable for production. any.
7. Most likely, all of Ukraine will be polluted in one way or another. yes, to varying degrees, but it will not escape our neighbors either. if the ENTIRE station actually takes off, then most likely the whole continent will be fucked.»
#Ukraine#war in ukraine#russian war crimes#russia is a terrorist state#russian terrorism#russian murderers#nuclear disaster#nuclear threat#Zaporizhzhia#enerhodar#chornobyl#ZNPP#Zaporizhzhia nuclear power plant#fuck russia#fucking orcs#support ukraine#ukraine#нашої русофобії недостатньо#україна переможе
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I fucking love the LOTR cast and crew...
#also i wanna write a short king uruk hai now#orc puns#uruk hai#uruk low#lotr#i also just fucking love all the LOTR trivia
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Something I was randomly thinking of while scrolling through the 'Humans are space orcs' tag.
Aliens are perplexed about a human's physical abilities and appearance (and mental strength but that's for another time), right?
I want to know how humans react to this knowledge. I want to see a human struggling to comprehend why aliens find humans scary. Aliens. The galactic creatures that have tentacles, horns, multiple eyes, could be insanely tall, have claws, sharp teeth, yada yada. And yet humans terrify them? Humans. These short, fleshy creatures that have limited ability with their skinny legs and their small fingers. These squishy beings that can barely understand their own species and can (almost) never get along. These weird abominations that either don't die despite falling off of a mountain side or instantly destroys half of their bodily system by falling down a few flight of stairs.
Of course, humans are the one's thinking this way. Many of them don't consider themselves to be anything special or even interesting and then suddenly, aliens think that they are amongst the most vicious creatures in the universe??? They don't understand why??? And there’s just confusion on both sides.
I'm just rambling at this point but I really just wanted to write this down.
Also bonus:
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"You...think I'm scary?" The human pointed to xemself.
Tynid nodded. How could xe not? Humans were scarily powerful. They were durable, had good endurance, fast, agile, strong, a predator, and were venomous. Xe is just scratching the surface, if xe was being honest. So why did the human look so...unsure?
"I...really don't get why you all are scared. I mean, look at you!" The human gestured to Tynid. "You're tall, have horns, has a tail that could probably snap my bones in one swing- just." The human fell silent.
"I'm...we're not that scary, we can't be that scary compared to other sentient life out there. It just doesn't make sense..."
Tynid didn't know how to feel. Why is the human so convinced that xe wasn't scary? Why is xe so convinced that they were all scarier? Was xe unaware of xes own prowess? Were all humans like this?
-cutting it off here because I don't know how to write sci-fi; also cus I don't know what I'm doing-
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Also, what do aliens think of countries and the different languages? I'm curious what would happen if an alien met someone from the Nordic countries or from Southeastern Asia or from an African country. Just some food for thought.
#humans are deathworlders#humans are space australians#humans are space orcs#rambles#ramblings#earth is a deathworld#how do i even tag this#how do i write#what am i doing#what the fuck#humans#aliens
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"Humans as space orcs/space Steve Irwins" is always a fun worldbuilding exercise, but imagine if our behavior is fairly normal but something we take for granted is utterly alien to the galaxy at large.
Like, what if Earth was one of the handful of biomes to crack photosynthesis but none ever saw it adopted and adapted to the scale we see it one earth.
Chemotrophic tree analogs that fill the role of mushrooms on earth, whole forests of the dead just how things are done.
The idea that the forest can be a living place is utterly shocking to the august civilized peoples.
Sure, says the galaxy's archivists, photosynthesis works on the cellular levels and there are some impressive bacterial mats on Cestus XI, but a field of wild grass is beautiful and terrifying simply because it's so far out of their experience and context.
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Human: Hi Buddy!! AWWW DRAGON! COME ON DRAGON!! *gives all the pets*
Alien: ..... that is a carnivore that can bite at 1,100 psi force .... why are you calling it buddy
Human: Oh hooo hoo what is that *scritches* huh?
Hyena: *jumps*
Alien: *alarmed* !!!!!!
Human: >:( no you can't have the camera
youtube
#youtube#spotted hyena#hyena#animals#friend shaped#pack bonding#earth is weird#humans are weird#haso#humans are space orcs#earth is a deathworld#THESE LIK GUYS LAUGH LIKE CRAZY BY THE WAY#LIKE IMAGINE LISTENING TO A HAPPY HYENA (snickering) HAPPY FOX (laughing like they told a bad joke) AND#A RELAXED CHEETAH (purring with the teenieist cutest meows)#and theyre all fucking ferocious carnivores#and tell me its not weird AF#one hell of a house party tho#original posting
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Bound For Life - Chapter 1
Pairing: OC!Orc x Human Female Reader
Summary: Your life is nothing exciting. Until one day when you encounter a creature in the forest and your life is changed forever.
Warnings: Nsfw! Smut, Orc Sex, Monster Sex, Unprotected Sex, Rough Sex, Size kink.
Author's notes: Okay, so this is my first time writing and posting anything original. I hope this is good enough to post and that a few out there will like it.
Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4
Life had never consisted of anything exciting or interesting for you. As you grew up to be an independent young woman after the death of your parents, you found yourself living quite a boring life. Living alone in a small cottage in the forest outside the village, you worked at the local Inn. Every day was the same as the other. Meeting the same people, having the same dull conversation.
Little did you know, it was soon about to change.
You knew of the creatures in the world, of the elves and trolls, goblins ad orcs, but you'd never encountered one. Their lands were far away from the humans, so distant it felt like a fairytale red to spellbound children.
It was late at night after another shift. You walked through the dark and murky forest, following the stone path to your home. Suddenly, your skin tingled and your eyes flickered as your breath deepened, inhaling more air. Your footsteps slowed down as you listened with great intensity, couldn't shake the feeling that you were being watched.
You looked behind you, expecting your eyes to connect with a rodent, a wolf, or a bird, but nothing was there. Nothing but a lingering knowing. Looking onward again, you quickened your steps this time, hoping to escape the constant feeling of being followed by watchful eyes.
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Yolmar hid in the darkness of the forest, watching the fragile, little female figure walking the path through the woods. He had never seen a human before. His head tilted, nostrils flaring as he felt the smell of your fear. It was almost like hunting a deer.
Yolmar had never been this far away from home. As he came of age, Yolmar was sent to explore the world to find a suitable mate. He never expected that it was the sent of a human that would awaken his interest.
A sudden crack made him look to the side, his pulse quickening at seeing the wolf sneaking up on you. His eyes snapped back to you, then back to the wolf, his instincts taking over when the animal suddenly lunged towards you.
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It all happened so fast. Despite your senses being on high alert, you barely had time to react when you heard the crack of a breaking tree branch behind you. Twirling around, you stared at the wolf galloping towards you. Your scream didn't have time to leave your lips before the wolf was knocked to the ground by an enormous, green-skinned humanlike creature. You stared at the scene before you, unable to move as the creature wrapped his muscular arm around the wolf's neck and broke it. The green beast dropped the lifeless wolf to the ground, its chest heaving with heavy breaths as he turned his attention to you, staring at you with yellow, intense eyes.
From the stories told to you as a child, you knew that it was an orc.
You thought you would die on the spot as the orc moved closer, its heavy footsteps booming in your ears in pace with the sound of your own racing heartbeat.
"You okay?" the orc spoke, his voice guttural as he struggled to speak your tongue. You blinked, once, twice, as you stared up at this monstrous beast before you. His yellow eyes examined you with what you could only describe as...concern? He was tall, probably close to 6,6, his bare-chested upper body flexing with muscles as he breathed heavily.
You nodded at his question, couldn't find your voice as your gaze dropped to his loincloth, your face heating up as you imagined what was hidden beneath. What on earth possessed you to think such inappropriate thoughts in the face of death? You looked up again, your eyes following the shape of the black mohawk on his head, down his pointy ears, and the two tusks protruding from his bottom lips.
"Good," the orc answered to your nod, his gaze slowly roaming down the shape of your body, and you found yourself blushing. Why did he make you feel so utterly naked and bare?
"Uhm...t-thank you. For...for saving me," you finally managed to say, your voice shaking as much as your heart pounding in your chest.
The orc nodded, a smirk ghosting across his lips as he looked back up to your face and met your gaze.
"W-what are y-you doing here? I-I mean, s-so far away from your homeland?" you asked, not knowing where you got the courage to speak. Good lord, this was so unreal. Were you actually having a conversation with an orc?
"I left my clan to search for a mate," the orc replied, taking a step closer to you as he gazed at you leeringly. "I am Yolmar. What's your name, little human?"
You stared up at him, unable to breathe at his closeness and the lustful glimmer in his eyes.
"Y-Y/n...," you croaked and wetted your lips, scared of what might happen next.
"Well, y/n..." Yolmar placed his forefinger under your chin, lifting it up and forcing you to hold his gaze. "I believe you owe me for saving you."
Holding your breath, you felt a heat rush through your core as you looked into his piercing, yellow eyes.
"I-I...w-what do you want?" you whispered, barely loud enough for him to hear.
"You. As my mate."
Your eyes widened as you kept staring up into his eyes. Your ears were buzzing, mind unfocused on everything except the word coming from his lips.
Mate.
"W-What?" you flickered your eyes, the nervous beating of your heart increasing. "W-What do you mean?"
"It's your scent. I could smell it from miles away, the way only a mate could sense it. You and I are mates, destined to be together. I must confess I was disappointed at first that you're not an orc. But now that I see you, how tempting your soft and tiny body is, I can't wait to claim you. To make you mine."
Yolmar smirked and leaned down to your ear, inhaling your scent. A growl of appreciation rumbled in his chest, and the sound along with his hot breath on your skin caused a trail of goosebumps down your body. You couldn't believe this was happening, couldn't believe how willing your body was to accept him when your mind was still trying to protest. Yolmar's finger left your chin and slid down the nape of your neck, sending another wave of goosebumps down your skin. A keen whimper slipped from your lips and you became shamefully aware of the arousal pooling between your thighs. Yolmar growled at the sound coming from your lips, his hand landing on your waist, covering your entire hip.
"P-Please don't, I can't...," you begged, hated the uncertainty in your voice and how your body betrayed you, aching and throbbing to feel him inside you.
"I can smell your arousal, human," he growled, digging his fingers into the soft flesh of your hips, coaxing an embarrassed moan from your lips. Yolmar snickered. "You want me as much as I want you."
His hand found its way underneath your dress and undergarments, two of his long, thick fingers slipping between your soft folds and into your wet, spongy core. You gasped and grabbed his big arms as his fingers stretched you out.
"So wet and tight," Yolmar mumbled and started moving his fingers inside you, grunting at the squishing sounds your pussy was making. His cock jerked at the feeling of your wetness, twitching, and hardening to life, eager to fill your tight, little cunt to the brim.
"Oh fuck," you gasped at the feeling of his fingers thrusting into you, didn't understand why you didn't stop this stranger, this monster, from doing this to you. Most of all, you didn't understand why you wanted him to do this, why your body seemed to crave his touch. Maybe it was true what he said? That the two of you were destined to be mates.
"Such foul words coming from such a sweet, little thing," Yolmar chuckled, the sound vibrating through your core. "Tell me, my little human...Do you crave my cock inside you?" At the last word, he pushed his fingers deeper inside you, pushing against your g-spot and you screamed out in pleasure.
"Y-Yes! Please, yes," you whimpered, tears welling up in your eyes as he repeatedly thrust his fingers into you at a rapid pace.
Yolmar grinned and took out his fingers from your pussy, his hands violently ripping the dress from your body, leaving you only in your undergarments. You gasped, wanted to cover your bare chest when the orc stared at your breasts but didn't have time to react before his calloused hand cupped your tits. "Pretty," was all he said and kneaded the soft flesh, felt the weight of them in his hands, and rubbed his rough thumbs across your nipples that hardened at his touch.
"P-Please," you begged, bit your lip at the feeling of your pussy aching and clenching desperately to be filled.
Yolmar lifted his gaze, his yellow eyes filled with hunger as he removed his loincloth. Your gaze dropped, widened when you saw his enormous, engorged member pulsating and leaking with precum as it stood proudly in a curve up against his stomach.
"Oh, fuck...," you whispered, wondering how it would ever fit inside you at the same time as your pussy twitched at the sight of him.
Yolmar chuckled at the frightened wonder on your face. "Don't worry, little one. It will fit. If we take it slowly. Now, get down on your hands and knees."
You obeyed on trembling legs, jerked and gasped when he ripped the undergarments from your body and grabbed your hips with both hands, pulling your ass up in the air. Then, you felt him at your entrance, slowly pushing the bulbous head between your fold and into the tight hole of your pussy. Your eyes widened, breath coming out in short gasps through your parted lips.
"So tight. So fucking tight and small," Yolmar mumbled and howled in pleasure when the head of his cock suddenly popped inside your warm, wet entrance. At that point, he couldn't control himself anymore. Grabbing your hips harder, he bucked his hips against your ass, pushing his cock into you halfway before pulling back. You cried out, back arching and head thrown back as his huge cock stretched out more than you thought was possible. Then, he thrust forward again and you screamed a silent moan, realizing he had only been halfway inside you and he was now fully seated in your womb.
"Feels so good...so good, my sweet, little human," he crooned, almost lovingly, as he started a slow and gentle pace of fucking you, claiming you as his mate. Your vision got blurrier with each of his thrusts, sending wave after wave of pleasure through your body. Soon, your mind became dazed and numbed, and a smile spread across your lips when all you cared about was how absolutely divine his cock felt inside you. You could feel the pressure building in your core with each thrust, bringing you closer and closer to orgasm. Then, the orc suddenly pulled out and you whined at the loss of contact, of feeling so empty inside.
Yolmar pulled out and positioned himself above you, on his hands and feet as he pushed inside you again, his massive frame hovering above yours as he thrust into you. You moaned when Yolmar pushed back into you again, smiled as you looked up at him over your shoulder. You looked into his eyes and held his gaze as he quickened the pace once more, rapidly shoving his dick inside you over and over until your senses were overflowing.
Yolmar looked back into your eyes as he slammed into you hard and fast, rougher with each thrust. The slapping sounds filled the forest, blending with your high-pitched moans and the orc's snarling growls above you. The pressure in your belly intensified and finally erupted just as you felt the orc pump into you a final time, burying himself deep inside you as he came. His cock twitched inside you and the feeling of his seed pulsing into you brought you swiftly over the edge, your pussy clenching and milking every last drop out of him. Yolmar threw his head back, his loud, guttural growl echoing through the forest as he emptied his seed inside your belly. You collapsed onto the ground, panting for air and your body becoming limp as you felt his cum flow out of you, creating a white river on the dirty ground between your thighs.
"Mine," he muttered quietly and out of breath as he picked up your exhausted body.
Yours. You smiled tiredly when Yolmar cradled you in his arms, and he started walking down the path leading to your cottage.
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Learning is a two way space street
Aliens: *welds a dozen weird alien computers together*
Human: "Uhh, what'cha doin?"
A: "Slapping things together to see if it works. You know, what you would do."
H: "But aren't you always complaining about us doing that?"
A: "Yes, but then it keeps working for some reason. Sometimes for no reason. So, why not."
H: "Yeah, fair, I got nothing. So what's this supposed to do?"
A: "Infinite processing power? Simulate the whole Universe from the dawn of time? Summon tacos? I dunno."
H: "Alright then. Well, uh, good luck with that? Huh... feels weird for me to say that."
A: "Now you know how we feel all the time."
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