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[marlynnofmany]

Stranger in Need

Inspired by this post from @banrionceallach, which wonders about healthcare and the human vs alien approaches to certain things in the spacefuture. Here's one answer to one facet of that question.

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The space station was a noisy one, or maybe it was just the food court. Hard to have eating areas for a dozen species without a certain level of background sound. I was ready to move on, though. I waved to a few crewmates who were still hanging around the tables, then picked a route toward the entertainment stores. While the large concourses might have been faster, and the floating walkways cooler (they went through holes in the wall!), the small hallway with nature murals looked peaceful.

I admired the paintings of otherworldly hills, all orange and purple, with a glittery starscape on the ceiling. The hubbub faded behind me while the hallway curved ahead. Unfortunately, that sound was replaced by a new one: someone coughing violently.

I edged to the side so I could peek around the corner while keeping my distance in case there was contagion about. That was a lot of throat clearing between the coughs.

When the sitting area came into view, with its potted alien plants and multiple benches, I stopped worrying about my own safety. A fellow human was leaning against one of the benches, coughing with everything he had. His clothes were nice, like he was on his way to a job interview, and they were covered in sweat, like he’d been running to get there on time. A bag of belongings had spilled at his feet. The broken shards of plastic with a metal bit at the center had once been an inhaler.

There were also two tall aliens standing nearby, the long-necked type that I hardly ever saw, with short beaky faces and skin textured like a turkey neck. They were facing each other and ignoring the human who was struggling to breathe.

I ignored them right back and hurried over to the guy. “Hey, do you need help?”

He grimaced, but nodded. An attempt at explaining turned into more coughs. He pointed at the inhaler and pantomimed a heavy footstep.

I thought back to the size of certain people at the food court. They could easily have stepped hard enough to crack the casing and not noticed. “I don’t suppose you have a spare in here?” I asked, gesturing toward the bag.

When he shook his head, it was my turn to grimace. I wondered if he was fresh from Earth, where human-specific medicine was available at every corner medcenter. The inhaler could be hard to replace out here. At least we weren’t out on the edge of nowhere; the medcenters here should be familiar with human biology.

I told him, “We need to get you to a medcenter.” Then I paused. “Do you know where it is?”

He did not. Dang. I looked over at the two turkey-neck aliens who were having a staring contest or something. “Hey, do you guys know the way to the medical center?”

The closest one turned his head to face me without moving the rest of his body. “Do you mind? We’re in the middle of something here.”

“This person could die!” I snapped.

With a shrug in his voice, he said, “It’s your child, not ours.”

“He’s not my child!” I exclaimed. “He might even be older than me.”

“Then why do you care?”

I stared at the pair of them for a long second: their vaguely irritated expressions and the way they hadn’t moved an inch to help. I made an exasperated noise and gave them up as a lost cause. The guy was still coughing, trying to force air in and out of airways that were swelling shut.

“Lemme see if I can find a map on the public feed,” I said, pulling out my phone. “Oh hey, don’t bother; I’ll get it.” He’d bent to scoop up the fallen belongings, and almost passed out headfirst. With the phone in one hand, I ushered him onto a bench then nudged the pile together with a foot while I searched madly on my phone. “Argh, why don’t they have it up front? This is terribly designed. Are you gonna be able to walk?”

He nodded, but he was starting to list to the side with a glazed expression. I considered trying to carry him, and didn’t like my odds. Had there been other humans nearby in the food court? Somebody likely to help?

I shoved my phone back into my pocket and turned to sprint down the hall. I’d only made it a few steps before a welcome sight rounded the corner: not humans, but two of my biggest crewmates.

“What’s happening?” Blip asked, a vision of muscles and flowing silks that blended with her natural frills.

Beside her, Blop turned a fish-faced frown on the ailing human. “That doesn’t sound good.” His silks were even frillier than his sister’s, and the pair of them filled the hallway. Just what I needed.

“He can’t breathe,” I told them. “The tool for his medicine broke. Do you know where the medcenter is?”

“I’ll carry him,” they both said, Blip slightly faster.

“I’ve got the bag,” Blop added, diving to gather it up with a dismissive flap of his frills at the two turkey-necks. “Of course they’re no help.”

“Why would we?” asked the farther one, sounding honestly curious.

Blip announced, “Lift and be lifted,” then did exactly that. The adult human looked small in her arms.

Blop bounced to his feet with the bag zipped shut. “I’ll clear the way!”

The pair dashed off down the hallway with me running after. The turkey-necks didn’t move, though one of them muttered something about herd creatures.

As I ran, I thought, I’ve never seen more than one of those long-necked guys at a time before. Guess they’re a solitary species. They’re missing out.

We burst out of the hallway into a crowd that parted like a spaceship fleet in the path of a wild asteroid. Blop yelled for directions, and people of many species pointed the way.

I followed along, glad not to be the weird one for once.

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These are the ongoing backstory adventures of the main character from this book.

Shared early on Patreon! There’s even a free tier to get them on the same day as the rest of the world.

The sequel novel is in progress (and will include characters from these stories. I hadn’t thought all of them up when I wrote the first book, but they’re too much fun to leave out of the second).

[knight-princess]

Still think about Jade’s “then shut up and do something about it” every now and then. Still think about the fact they’re both grinning the whole time and you can hear the smiles in their voices. Still think about how Kit uses her “I love you” to win a sparring session and how perfect that is, bc after all, sword fighting is their love language. Still think about Kit’s necklace getting caught on Jade’s lips

[painted-bees]

Raf self actualizing into being his own actual person rather than a rigid and constructed persona forced upon him by others Vs. Margie learning how to construct a persona after being burned and hurt in the past by being unable to hide what people see as flaws so she can present herself with confidence for the world to judge Vs. Cortes learning the complex social dance these silly little monkey do to attempt to survive in a world alien to her and showing them how the greater universe is much simpler and larger than they make it seem with their anxieties.

Is this Anything????

[noangeleither]

thinking about carmys gold chain and sydney’s plethora of silver earrings

[just-a-creep-babe]

Jack's heat cycles got me thinking, typically animals go into heat during the peak of their reproductive cycle, for the most part they aren't fertile until that short time period. . Does that mean his spunk is only viable during his heats??

Oooooh that’s an interesting idea, but I think his cycle is more similar to menstruation, if anything

Because he’s practically immortal, he’s basically always at the “peak” of his reproductive cycle, and so it isn’t conducive for him to be unable to reproduce year-round OR for him to otherwise have the constant need to reproduce year-round

His heats generally happen roughly once every 2-3 months, or roughly once a “season” (though it’s almost never regular), which is overall more useful to his demonic biology in continuing his bloodline

[diana-thyme]

Deities and Spirits

This is a list of all of the deities and spirits I have a relationship with.

Greek Pantheon: Worship

Zeus

Hera

Hygieia

Ganymede

Aphrodite

Peitho

Palaemon

Dionysus

Ariadne

Hermes

Hades

Persephone

Melinoe

Macaria

Hyacinthus

Triptolemus

Aristaeus

Egyptian Pantheon: Worship

Nefertum

Sekhmet

Norse Pantheon: Worship

Freyja

Loki

Frigg

Shintoism

Ame-no-Uzume-no-Mikoto

Inari Ōkami

Amaterasu Ōmikami

Folk Catholicism

Mother Mary

Saint Michael Archangel

Saint Joseph

San José su Cristo

Saint Anthony of Padua

Santa Muerte

Demonolatry

Prince Seere

Leviathan

Forneus

Unspecified

Butterfly Goddess

Storm Goddess

Craft God

Other Pantheons: Worship

Uni the Cat God

Astarte (Sumerian)

Veles (Slavic)

Gwyn ap Nudd (Welsh)

Airmed (Irish)

Lady of the Lake (British)

Devoted To

Ares (Greek)

Apollon (Greek)

Barbale (Georgian)

Working With

Diana (Roman)

Pluto (Astrological)

Baba Yaga (Slavic)

Spirits

Bobcat

Shark

Sea Turtle

Crab

Human Spirits

Local Land Spirits

Lost Spirits

Taliesin (Brittonic Poet)

[saggitary]

When most Star Wars alien species piss me off because they are just humans in different fonts but then I realize that I could literally make up an alien species to put on Star Wars for funsies

🤩

[st0ne-wasps]

got to tell someone all about the ending of marble hornets :3

[princessmarionette]

these r my current children (more to come eventually)

[pixiegrl]

Family Matters

It's Halloween in the Hemmings-Irwin house

Happy Halloween!! Enjoy some of the dads and their kids getting ready for Halloween!

Thank you to Peyton for reading this and editing this and yelling about this. I love you <3

https://archiveofourown.org/works/42758568

[shesmore-shoebill]

"I had choice paralysis :(" is a KILLER line.

He's such a comedic powerhouse, I'm glad more people are getting exposed to him :'D

[leonscape]

answering deep and hard questions with the oc’s part 3

today’s q: are you a giver or a taker?

irene: i’m both. i want to give but i also want to take.

ava: taker. this damn world has taken too much from me.

katherine: i’m a giver. well maybe that’s a lie. i’m not sure what i am. but i’d like to be a giver and spread kindness.

darcie lou: i am a giver. i believe that when the time is right, the stars will align and the universe will give back plenty.

camellia: perhaps i’m both? there needs to be a balance. you can’t always take and you can’t always give. there are appropriate times for both.

re-l: there is no need to take if everyone else gives. i am a giver no matter what.

phoebe: i learned from a young age to take before others take from you.

[krysmcscience]

Did somebody say Bill shouldn't be allowed to swear? I think somebody said Bill shouldn't be allowed to swear. Thanks to that, have these retooled The Good Place jokes:

The "powers that be" can refer to either the Theraprism staff, the Axolotl, or just. Ya know. Disney in general. Or all three! Whichever you think is funniest. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

The "party" Bill's referring to is Weirdmageddon, of course. He was quite the ashhole to everyone back then.

Ford has probably gotten pretty good at the 'tune out your psychopathic ex with dank memes' challenge.

It must be very cathartic to be able to make Bill shut up whenever you want with just the press of a button. I'm sure Ford doesn't abuse this ability at all.

Oh, sure, 'Not now,' he says, before he immediately backs out of the newly-made hole in the Theraprism wall. 🙄

Don't worry, Bill doesn't get far.

also yeah i know this one doesn't have an attempted swear - i just wanted to use the joke because of the massive stink-eye involved in it because it makes me laugh

⬇️ More goofs beneath the brief ramble if you wanna skip it lmao⬇️

Why is Ford even there, you might ask? Well, he either decided he preferred to watch Bill suffer in person over being distantly and repeatedly harassed with the same evil desperation book for the rest of his life, or he got roped into some kind of contrived community service for 1.) all his many counts of interdimensional thievery, and 2.) his ignoring all the very clear warnings to NOT summon Bill in the first place (which I like to imagine is also illegal). Theraprism staff were just like, 'Wait, this guy matters to Bill? Ooh, we can USE that! It might be the only thing that can help him want to get better!' It is not considered that throwing Ford at Bill so soon after Weirdmageddon could instead make them both WORSE - in new and altogether special ways! :D

Anyway, I'm calling it the Community Service AU, and I am most likely not going to do anything else with it beyond appropriating these silly Good Place jokes. So, feel free to adopt the concept if y'all wanna??? Just make sure that Bill is still not allowed to swear, no matter what, full stop. It's gotta be a real linguistic corkblork of a situation for him, is all I'm sayin'.

Finally, have these bonus Good Place jokes, but with Handyman!Bill this time:

'Opposite tortures' doesn't sound so bad...at least until it's an all-powerful chaos entity known for torture saying it.

you may think i forgot mabel's cute pink cheeks but the truth is that i did in fact forget but then immediately stopped caring which makes it okay, SHHHHHHH

And, finally:

lmao this is shit

True facts, if you cram Season 1 Eleanor Shellstrop and Michael into a singular triangle shape, they turn into Bill Cipher. This is science, look it up. Or don't, and just trust the source that is me, bro.

Anyway, I should be in bed, y'all have fun with these, I guess. Tune in after like a week or so and maybe I'll have an addendum to my comic about how Bill was drawn naked for karaoke night. Because him actually being naked was not the only thing I considered as a plausible explanation. XD

Also if you see any inconsistencies or errors in any of these comics, No You Do Not :D

Also also, reblogs are rad as hell and I appreciate every single one, just don't repost, please and thanks. Every time a repost is made, an artist somewhere cries. :,)

[getupcowardd]

if there is a boy with curly brown hair i probably either want to marry him or i have gender envy for him or both at the same time

[maeamian]

Part of the reason that Republicans are so desperately acting like they will never lose again is because they are deeply terrified that this is their last real chance to win. The big orange dipshit came in and gutted the party of everyone who wasn't a loyalist, which left it full of nasty little gremlins who have gaping voids where charisma and human decency is supposed to go.

They still hold a lot of power, but if we stop them this year the next presidential election may not be the Most Important One Of Your Life™, that's not a guarantee or anything, but if they don't win here and now their future looks grim, this dipshit is the only guy they have left and he's extremely diminished and has his brains leaking out of his ears at this point. We can beat him into the ground.

So that's what we're gonna fucking do. We're gonna break these fucking fash. They will crash upon us and we're gonna break their fucking necks. When they come for us they will lose because they're fucking losers and we have each other's backs which is something they fundamentally are incapable of comprehending.

[mizgnomer]

Parallels - Good Omens Seasons One & Two - Part One

Links to [ Part Two ] [ Part Three ] [ Part Four ] [ Part Five ]