Humansarespaceorcs Stories

||In a universe where humans are the most feared species, Tommy finds himself hiding out on a planet full of different alien species. All he has to do is survive as a vigilante, posing as a species that isn't his own. Simple right? It sure seems so, until the SBI hero team are tasked to take him in. Tommy makes new friends, secrets are revealed, and hey, maybe a family is what he's been looking for all along.|| A Space Australia/Humans Are Space Orcs mixed with Vigilante/Hero fic about TommyInnit, with the Bench Trio as vigilantes and Sleepy Bois Inc as heroes! Found family trope is strongly present. No major ships!

Terrans are not the strongest species in the universe. They are not the fastest species. They are most definitely not the smartest. But Terrans are the loneliest, willing to befriend anything that moves and several things that don't. After humanity nearly made themselves extinct with a "Terran brand oopsie"™, trillions of Terrans awaken from stasis and set themselves upon a Galaxy teeming with alien life, each writing their own story among the stars. Stories of compassion, of anger, of revenge, of justice. Stories of the clever and stories of the downright stupid. But mostly the story of Terrans looking for the one thing that all beings desire: Friendship amongst a lonely universe.

An #HFY story. The Galactic Concord's Military Combat Exhibition is meant to be a polite display of doctrine-an arena where species prove they're disciplined, fearless, and worthy of command contracts. Then Alex Parfitt arrives: a human competitor with shaking hands, relentless checklists, and the unmistakable look of someone who has already lived through ten disasters that haven't happened yet. The audience laughs... until she starts winning events she shouldn't be able to win. Until a "harmless" stress test turns into sabotage. Until the aliens realise the truth: humans don't conquer fear. They refine it, sharpen it, and aim it like a weapon. At a galactic combat exhibition designed to measure courage, one human competitor rewrites the scoring system-because Humanity doesn't run on bravery. It runs on weaponised anxiety. Content Warnings: Combat violence (non-graphic but intense). Psychological stress / panic symptoms (depicted as functional coping). Sabotage / attempted harm

Humans manage to establish contact with the Galactic Union, and as proof of their first encounter, they take their newfound allies to the world of young scientist Kluk, an expert on humans (because before contact, they had secretly spied on them). Their destination was the planet Kovit-02. Everything went well during the humans' visit-except for certain incidents that Kluk noted with concern. He was right-oh, he was very right. Humans and the beings from their world were devourers of worlds, and everyone was in danger.

The title sounds deep and kinda angsty, but it is just a crackpot of 'humans are space orcs' and like drabbles.

All Izuku wanted was to buy some alien sweets! Instead he got kidnaped and then possibly adopted. Or Izuku is a super popular mukbang space social media, except he's also a deathworlder. He gets kidnaped, Aizawa is there, fluff and angst happens. TW: choking, mention of blood, fighting scenes, kidnaping. 4265 words

Imagine you are on a starship traveling the galaxy and you find a stowaway from a planet that you legally cannot interact with the habitants with do to intergalactic laws about interfering with technological advancements in a species. Now imagine that particular stowaway is batshit crazy, regularly craves foods that could kill or cause serious pain to any of your other crew members, and has some disturbing humor, and keeps bringing up something called Tumblr everytime you ask them what they are writing in their tablet.

A continuation of Golden Stars, Bleeding Hearts! M'staeng didn't expect anything strange when Alphonse had asked him for pens and paper. He and Ed probably just wanted to write or draw or something, right? He'd see whatever it is they'd done when they finished, compliment it, and encourage their interests. That was part of being a good parent, right? Of course, his assumptions about their little project were nothing like the reality. Just what the hell was alchemy, anyway?

It was a normal mission. Dismantling fighting rings was routine for M'staeng at this point. What was not normal was getting himself captured on one of those missions, but that was fine. H'kye killing him when she inevitably rescued him scared him more than anything the Homn'cli could do to him. It wouldn't be too bad. Of course, he didn't expect for the Homn'cli to have captured a fucking human, much less make them his cellmate. Sharing a cage with a species considered death incarnate wasn't how M'staeng saw his imprisonment going. Death incarnate was...surprisingly small.

(!eventual smut!) Ever since humans joined many of the other intelligent creatures in space travel, they have learned just how dangerous their environments are. For years all others thought humans could survive anything, until multiple reported incidents with mixed species crews. But until now, all of them thought every single on of the humans were stronger than the rest. Until you. Your dream was to explore space, and how weak or strong you are will not stop you.

unfortunately i lost my previous wattpad account because i forgot my password (AyerfNacet) so yeah, i just put youtube comments here from videos. it won't be surprising if someone gets bored of this eventually because i just throw ANY skit in here.

Inspired by the 'Humans are Space Orcs' blog. In the future, humanity has made contact and been in friendly relations with aliens. Aliens find that human crew members are incredibly helpful but dangerous. These are the antics that insue when you have a crew of 7 aliens that don't fully understand their 3 human crewmates. Oh and by the way, TerraGov is a democratic galactic nation that assimilated all human nations into one supernation to unify the species, and the current leader is named Chad for comedic purposes. Don't question it.

So I'm really into Humans are Space Orcs, and I decided that I would make my own little short stories and such about the cute but terrifying creatures we are and our strange habits. So enjoy my kinda bad but comprehensible writing, and thanks for visiting my story.

Humans are space orcs one shot! This story follows a young girl named Loralie, who wakes up on an unfamiliar spaceship. However she's quick to realize that she's far, far away from earth. Will Loralie be able to accept her new reality with the ships weird crew, all while swallowing the fact that she may never go home again? Will her feelings change as she gets to know them? Are the crew really all that bad? Creature designs Inspired by an ao3 fanfic

Tommy and Ranboo end up in space. Tubbo does not. Tubbo thinks Tommy and Ranboo are dead. They sometimes think that too. They're not coming back. They're stuck in space forever. Or are they?

Continuation of Golden Stars, Bleeding Hearts. Edward was no stranger to nightmares. The sheer amount of trauma he had under his belt all but guaranteed that. It wasn't exactly anything new to him. What was new to him was having someone to help him through them.

>Original HASO ficlets I write for fun. Hope you enjoy. >Cross-posted to Tumblr.

For most of the universe, humans were a rarity and seen as a threat. Something to view with both horror and mild awe, a destructive race with a thirst for blood. And while some diplomats were trying to change that opinion it wasn't particularly easy, especially with Res Novas around. The team of seven were an anomaly in itself. Seven humans/human-hybrids who had somehow made it off Earth without any records? It normally took several cycles worth of work on the necessary paperwork alone, not to mention the need to learn Intragalactic Common and often a few more languages just to qualify. For the team however, life went on as usual, casual squabbles, constant missions, meetings and briefings that nobody enjoyed, a few stabbing threats and of course team bonding activities. Though for them team bonding usually ended with an arm being thrown across the room, or someone having a snack hitting them dead centre in the forehead. But they cared for one another more than they thought was possible most days, and as long as they were together they were happy.