#sophant

In the modern day, most smazel live their whole lives in their self sufficient space stations navigating outside the orbits of stars, preferring their isolation. But some of these space habitats are lived in by smazel communities who immigrate to inhabited star systems, who are more receptive to interacting with aliens. Many orbit these star systems and simply trade with aliens, but some take it a step further and integrate directly with them.

Above shows an exchange program between multigenerations of a smazel family and an individual nedal who starts this career young and continues this work into their older years. Nedal colonies across the galaxy are all too ready to work their ambassador programs toward assimilating smazels into the galactic community.

I finished reading the entire first story and I can get why people really like it in a sexual way, it's kinky as hell, and was worth a few blushes. But honestly, it scared more than any horror I've ever read. Like, I took a nap a few days ago, and I had a dream while sleeping that I was a Floret (dear god save me I'm lost in sauce) and it was pleasant. I wasn't thinking, or caring, or really understanding my surroundings. It only became horrifying when I woke up and realized that I found the experience pleasant in some terrible order.

I realized, while writing today, why I find HDG so sickly fascinating (literally in my case, my tum tum hates me when I read it.) The idea that one not only can be made happy against their will is unsettling. The idea of forced happiness, especially in a situation where you are being, in no uncertain terms, treated like an animal and sex object at the same time, is horrifying.

None of this is to mention the fact this is everyone. Hell, not even just humans, but all sapients, or sophants (as the story prefers), that exist (aside the Affini themselves) are now florets, or going to become florets, and it's impossible to stop it. The only people who could stop the Affini are dead or now Florets themselves. It's scary.

It reminds me of the Dark Forest Hypothesis; in effect, space is full of alien life; yet it's hiding. We don't know what from, or why, or how, but it's hiding. Humans, in our ignorance, may have already brought the end upon ourselves by a random radio beam sent out in 1963. But also, maybe not. The forest is dark, and we're just living in a forced clearing.

Hi there! I'm opening up my crochet commissions to the public! At the moment I am only open to sophant/alien commissions from people in the spec bio community, though this might change in the future. Prices are subject to change as well depending on complexity of design.

I take paypal, cash app, and I also have a ko-fi. I can either just make a pattern for you or I can send a completed piece in addition to a pattern, if desired, though note shipping must be paid by the commissioner. I am US based as well, though I will do international shipping.

It’s that stage of alien design where you pluck a part off one to give to another. Figured butt ears would look more interesting on the nedal rather than the masaka, and more interesting than their previous normal ear holes on their head that I didn’t even draw as a shorthand half the time.

Sooo, I was looking for a book to read on my self the other day, and I remembered All Tomorrows! I saw this art in the book (The second image), and, apparently, I must have been exposed to the cognito hazard that is Human Domestication Guide too long, and now it's infesting the rest of my thoughts (please help, my garden keeps getting bigger, it's surrounding my house! I think my banana peppers are talking to me!)

So I figured I'd draw some fan art for both of them, because they're both pretty good! There's symbolism and imagery in this one! So have fun with it!

Title: "Oops All Plant Mommies"

Bonus Line Art!!!