#feel free to yoink this idea for your own purposes

[toon-topaz]

Honestly there’s a lot of untapped potential for drama in continuations of the Everyone Hates You ending. Like here’s a bunch of Voices that you’ve traumatized and then left to rot, assuming they would never come back, but they’re here, and they’re out for blood.

Stuck in a world without change, they’re going to remain exactly as they were in their worst moments, forever hating and doomed to never get better, their wounds never healing. What would the worst version of themselves look like?

And do you try and help? Can you help, after everything you did to them. Or do you double down, and forsake them completely, becoming the big bad overlord of this new world of yours?

(trick question, I’ve thought about this a lot and am working on designs for the lil guys but as the worst versions of themselves.)

[ageless-aislynn]

Last line tag game

Tagged by @thephaeronsforge aka @sarnakhwritesthings Thanks so much! ❤

Kai smiled.

"Recreation" chapter 3, allllmost done but not quite there. 🤞😣🤞

Since that was so small, literally almost not able to even be much smaller, lol, I thought I'd turn to its sibling fic "15 Minutes" chapter 7 also in progress and

"There's no such thing," you muttered.

Yep, also pretty short sooooo how do you feel about the opening to the original fic that's also part of my Camp NaNo? Yeah, hardly a last line, I know, but well... It's never going to see the light of day in any form so I thought it would be fun to share it here. 👀🤷‍♀️

It began as an idle idea for a very AU Mass Effect: Andromeda reader fic that I knew I'd never actually write and post because it was simply pulling waaaaay too far away from the source, dumping all of the lore and such, so what was the point? Then I realized, hey, that's means it's FREE REAL ESTATE for making it my own thing, right? 😛

However, for this purpose, I put the ME:A names, references, etc. back in and made it a reader fic again. It also seems to read kinda like a Halo hybrid because that's what ya girl's been writing over in Fanficville so...? 🤷‍♀️😉

Under a read more because of the length. I'll also mention here so it's not necessary to click through that I'm tagging anybody who'd like to do this. *boops your nose politely* 😉 Definitely let me know if you do, though, 'cause I'd love to read it! 🤗

The first thing you noticed was Alec Ryder standing ramrod-stiff at attention, awaiting your arrival as if you were a five-star general and he was a cadet worried he hadn't shined his boots properly enough. "Ma'am," he said, his tone stern but polite. He offered his arm as if he really didn't want to. Interesting. Had you read his file wrong? He'd been out here alone far longer than he should've been allowed to be. The prospect of bare fingertips brushing the back of his hand should've had him quivering in anticipation. You'd heard of others having to actually stun-stop their Pathfinders at their initial meeting. It had never happened to you but… It was part of your training to know it could. But clearly not here, not today. You'd worn your gloves, just in case. You stepped out of the shuttle with your lone rucksack in one hand and put the other on the sleeve of his forearm, letting him assist you down as if you were royalty. Your dead implant flared in the back of your brain despite the double barrier of fabric between you. He was shielding hard but this was what you did, what you were, and wisps of emotions were leaking through. He was… anxious. "Welcome to Heleus," he said, adding your title and last name. You thought about correcting him with your first name but sensed he preferred the formality so merely said, "Thank you." He broke contact as soon as politeness allowed, folding his hands behind his back. "I'm afraid I can't give you a tour right now, I have duties to attend to. But Sam can guide you to your room, give you the lay of the land. Most of the station is still in shutdown but he'll turn the lights on for you if you'd like to look around." "Ah, all right then," you said but you were saying it to the crisp, neatly-pressed back of his black and red uniform as he gave a quick nod and strode away. You were supposed to be ready for anything but you decided to allow yourself a short but heartfelt thought of What in the actual hell? Then you tucked it away and went looking for Sam. Maybe he would be glad to see you? It would be nice if someone was.

Alec Ryder for visual reference. 😎 Andromeda has a LOT of character types that I love but this particular idea felt like it paired SO nicely with Mr. Emotionally Repressed Pathfinder Sr. so I, um, yoinked him out of canon and, you know, repurposed him. As one does. 😐😂

[knicknackbluecat]

Got an idea for a horror story and I'm sticking it here.

So the story starts with the earth being in diplomatic relations with an advanced alien society. Things are going well, if a bit tensely. The aliens are definitely the ones with the power in these negotiations, but have generally been fair and even occasionally generous (although it is clear that the "generosity" only comes when what is being given up is a mere pittance to the aliens. It's like giving a wild animal three of your fries only on a much larger scale.)

The main human diplomat (I'm calling him Fred because I suck at naming things) has been developing a relationship with the main alien diplomat (I'm calling him Zorg). This is done mostly for the same reason you attempt to develop a relationship with someone who has taken you hostage, trying to make them see you as a person so they treat you favorably. Then Zorg throws in a clause at the last minute that basically states that the humans and aliens need to exchange some of their peoples for the purpose of culture exchange. Specifically, Zorg wants Fred to be part of this exchange.

Zorg assures Fred that he has been reading up on human needs and biology and that all human exchanges will be well treated and Zorg wants Fred specifically because he knows they will get along so well. Haven't they already been getting along? Doesn't Fred want to continue this connection they've built?

Fred does not actually want to continue this connection they've built. He has a family. Parents. Siblings. No children of his own but he has nieces and nephews that he dotes on and perhaps an SO that he may want to one day have children of his own with and he had been looking forward to spending time with them again once the (very stressful) negotiations are no longer taking up so much of his focus.

If he agrees to be part of this exchange he will have to give all that up. If he does not agree to be part of this exchange, the aliens may well start rethinking the generous terms of the agreement that has been all but finalized.

He agrees.

The rest of the story is essentially Fred attempting to handle and maneuver through Zorg's increasingly hostile attempts to continue their relationship. A relationship that is not at all panning out in the (fully unrealistic) way that Zorg had imagined it would.

This whole concept was born from me going "hey, what would it look like if, in Aliens, the horror that is usually inflicted on women but is instead inflicted on men this time was a "nice guy" instead of pregnancy" and then running with that. If anyone wants to yoink this idea for their own purposes feel free to do so.