bunch of aliens

Humans in spaaaaace

Had this thought last night as I lay falling asleep. We have all these space-exploration-ensemble shows with a bunch of aliens each of which has some sort of super-human power, more or less. And humans are always given ~leadership~ as their special power. The ability to bring people together, to organize shit, and I always thought, like…what a shitty power. What a shitty colonial “you were a mess until we came in and saved you” power. Drives me nuts. Seems like if an alien species builds a got-damn ship that can fly through got-damn space they probably have their shit together, right? At least somewhat?

So then I figure, what is humanity got to contribute to all these super-beings? We’re just nonsense reckless critters careening through space. Seems like we’d be more trouble than we’re worth.

But what if…I mean, what if that’s us. We’re the universe’s huckleberries. We’ll run headlong into danger, and we’ll *laugh*. And what if…what if we survive and a weirdly abnormally high rate. Like any alien with two bits of math can put together that we should have wiped ourselves out a long time ago with the first set of “hold my beer, and watch this.” So what the shit, how are we still banging around the universe building shit and flying off solar ramps into the sun while doing some spaceship equivalent of an ollie while crushing beer cans on our forehead. Why. Why do we exist.

And then it hits me. We survive. We’re super good at it. Uncannily good at it. So much so that we…I mean, we actually bend probability in our favor. It’s absurd. And it totally falls flat if you actually tell us this (“Never tell me the odds,” said Solo, knowing full well that knowing the odds kills a human’s chances of survival).

So there we are. Careening around the universe. Joining alien crews because they know that with a human on board, especially a cocky human in some kind of leadership position, can warp probability to stretch success in their favor. And they can never ever tell us this. So instead they just pat our heads and tell us we’re just so good at ~leadership~ and that’s what makes humans special

But really…we’re just a bunch of space dinguses.


I particularly like this idea cause if most alien life has never been exposed to peanuts I suspect it’s highly likely it would be a common intergalactic allergy. So Stan just has emergency peanut butter on him to feed Rick- but in a pinch when the raygun needs to recharge and they’re in hot water, it also can be used for defense against hostile aliens.

karkat-vantas-is-a-romcom-fanboy  asked:

Okay but like,,, the concept of crying. Imagine a bunch of aliens and they're chilling with a human, talking about families, and suddenly the human is leaking emotion??? And then they start talk like "I just /sniff snort/ miss my dog so much!! She's so beautiful and I wish she knew how much I loved her but she's a dog so she can't know" "I'm sure your miniature wolf highly values you..."

Yes!! And how tears have different chemical compositions depending on the emotions!! Absolute confusion for any alien

If I ever make up some sort of ‘verse with a bunch of furries/aliens/animal-looking asshole species, I want to make the stock hypermasculine violent war-loving species herbivorous. Partly cause carnivores get a bad rap, but also cause we tend to gloss over how real-life herbivores can be incredibly aggressive and dangerous.

Hmmm I be thinkin. What if somehow Matt and his dad manage to escape from the Galra with a bunch of the other aliens? Maybe they get picked up by some resistance fighters, maybe they escape on their own and form their own resistance. Because screw you Zarkon, you pissed off a pair of humans who are stuck out in space now with no idea how to get home. Might as well become a giant pain in Zarkon’s ass, they ain’t got anything better to do and now they’re free and angry.

But here’s the thing; they don’t know anything about Voltron. News of the paladins hasn’t reached the resistance yet. They’re on the other side of the empire now and who exactly was going to tell them about it before? They have no idea that there’s another force working against Zarkon. As far as either team knows, they’re alone.

But they both happen to have the same mission, which is taking down Zarkon and his empire, so sooner or later they’re going to run into each other.

Imagine the following reunion scenarios:

  • team voltron and the resistance happen to be attacking the same Galra outpost at the same time for the same objectives. Both Pidge and Matt, as the tech-whizes of their respective teams, are sent to raid the outpost’s data archive, and practically run into each other face-first
  • Some or all of team voltron is taken prisoner by the Galra, and Matt happens to be on the resistance team that’s attacking the ship and liberating prisoners. He opens the cell door, and is shocked to find Shiro or Pidge or both inside
  • Matt and his dad don’t know about what happened to Shiro, so they’ve been hunting through the universe for information. It gets back to team voltron that someone suspicious is looking for information on Shiro, and Allura sets up a meeting with info on Shiro as bait because she believes she’s about to catch some of the Galra’s druids. When Matt shows up, Pidge has to frantically stop the other paladins from springing the trap and hurting him
  • After being flung through the corrupted wormhole, Shiro happens to end up on the other side of the universe where a resistance vessel is flying by. The resistance fighters are suspicious, especially when they recognize the Galra tech on Shiro’s arm, but Matt recognizes him and intervenes on his behalf. (and then they share a tearful reunion with hugs and kisses bc I SHIP IT DANGIT)
  • It’s actually Hunk or Lance or Keith that run into Matt and his dad first, but Matt looks so much like Pidge they immediately know who he is. They excitedly tell Matt that Shiro’s okay…ish, and that Pidge is with them, and invite Matt and his dad back to the Castle of Lions
  • Both teams happen to be on a pseudo break on the same neutral planet. They run into each other at an alien bar after Lance has accidentally challenged the resistance leader to a drinking game. Shiro and Matt’s dad end up having to play mediators before a bar brawl breaks out

(I am A-OK with any of these so long as MATT’S OKAY. JUST LET THEM BE OKAY???)

Today’s Sanvers Minifics

Maggie plays big sister to Kara when Alex is injured – http://queergirlwriting.tumblr.com/post/156398923054/id-like-to-see-a-story-about-alex-getting-injured

Alex and Maggie rescue a bunch of alien children and extreme fluff follows extreme angst – http://queergirlwriting.tumblr.com/post/156398377419/maggie-and-alex-end-up-breaking-up-an-alien-child

Maggie and Alex talk about their sexual histories – http://queergirlwriting.tumblr.com/post/156397333424/prompt-maggie-and-alex-having-a-conversation

Alex trains Maggie in DEO-style sparring, and bets ensue – http://queergirlwriting.tumblr.com/post/156396691494/sanvers-prompt-alex-and-maggie-training-together

Maggie is constantly kissing Alex, everywhere – http://queergirlwriting.tumblr.com/post/156395954094/sanvers-prompt-please-momma-ily-so-maggie-is

Alex x Winn brotp bicker-y fluff about who’s got a girlfriend and who doesn’t – http://queergirlwriting.tumblr.com/post/156395657704/i-have-a-prompt-if-thats-okay-whatever

Handcuffs (need I say more? like damn this was a popular request yall) – http://queergirlwriting.tumblr.com/post/156407462859/smut-prompt-maggie-does-some-stupid-shit-that


I made a spoken word piece WHOOPSADASIE – http://queergirlwriting.tumblr.com/post/156400995869/hi-mom-bit-of-an-odd-request-but-could-you-write

i bet a bunch of aliens from different planets are all communicating with each other and they all made plans not to contact earth bc we’re probably like the weird kid in the back of the class eating highlighters and screaming